Noya~san here again! This will have swearing. I did sensor it but if you're still uncomfortable about it you may skip the book! I'll try to explain the whole thing that happened at the end of the chapter! Enjoy!

Blue let go of me when we entered an empty room. He then left with no hesitation. I heard the door close behind me as I looked around my surroundings. It was.. ok? Gloomy a bit, bit dark. And maybe a bit edgy? Couldn't tell. I decided to explore the room, being curious. There wasn't nothing much other than a throne and a weird brick that's hanging around behind it. I sat down in the corner to finally be able to read the bo- the door slams open AGAIN, making me flinch once more. I glare at who ever opened the door, only to see that's skeleton that had the big brush. I decided to call him Brusho from now on.

He looked at and walked towards me. "B-back off!" I growled. He kept coming towards me. He stood in front of me then crouched down. He looked down at the book, picked it up and read the name of the book. He looked back at me from the book and handed it to me. With no hesitation I snatched it back, holding it close. Brusho was surprised by my action but barely showed it. He got up and left the room, closing the door behind him. I blinked twice before saying, "The hell?...". I stayed in that position for 5 solid minutes before going back into a comfortable position and opening the book and started re- the door creaked open. I looked up with a tired book, "Ok, why the f--- is no one letting me read this damn book!?" I was getting annoyed by this. I then realized it was someone else. It was... Is that a f---ing land octopus with legs???? "WHAT ARE YOU" I yelled, confused as hell. "IT'S A F---ING LAND OCTOPUS" I yelled once again.

"I'd prefer if you didn't call me th-"
"IT EVEN TALKS!!" I screeched, even more confused. "You're very loud" the Land Octopus said. "AHEM, YOU'RE THE WEIRD A-- LAND OCTOPUS THAT HAS A DAMN BODY AND CAN TALK! WHAT DO EXPECT ME TO DO!? STAY STILL AND BE LIKE, oH tHiS iS nOrMaL" I said/yelled, trying to make sense! "Your hair is messy". We stayed silent for about 10 minutes before I said, "Is this really what your f---ing concerned about?". "I thought you'd-" "I don't give a damn about my hair! I like it messy"

We stayed silent for the entire time after that weird conversation