I Became a Tentacle Monster Blooming in the Academy Garden 135

## Chapter 135 – Unboxing Gifts (1)

Vivian and Lanié returned to the lair.

They arrived before dawn, exhausted, and immediately fell asleep. To sort things out, I worked hard through the night.

‘It’s convenient not needing sleep for things like this.’

First, I carefully stacked the luggage Vivian and Lanié brought in a corner. Then, having restrained the three new humans, I turned my tendrils towards Leah and watched her for a moment.

Leah, who hadn’t cleaned up and remained curled up in her corner of cobwebs, showed no reaction, probably already asleep.

‘Why is Leah here…?
How did she end up with Vivian and the others…?
What about Pina…? And the kids…?’

I wanted to hear what happened, but I figured she might be tired too, so I decided to postpone that for now.

Time passed, and the next morning arrived. Vivian, still half-asleep with an adorable expression, got up.

Although she had minor injuries when she returned, I had applied tendril mucus while she slept, and they had vanished as if they never existed.

“Umm… uuuuh… uh…?”

She looked down at her hands, which had been covered in injuries in her memory, and smiled, hugging the nearby tendril tightly.

‘Gulp…’

Was a sleepy girl always this cute?

‘Where did the ultra-S sadist queen who was radiating madness yesterday morning go…?’

She seemed so pure and defenseless for her age that I wrapped my tendrils around her and hugged her tightly.

Eventually, I gently pushed her back onto the mattress with my tendrils, and Vivian snuggled into the tendrils, rubbing her face against them as she fell back asleep.

Lanié, babbling and fidgeting beside her, also touched a tendril with her fingertips, hugged it with Vivian, and started mumbling in her sleep again.

‘You must have worked hard. Thank you…’

Not knowing what to do for them when I felt so grateful was probably one of the most serious problems for a solitary creature like me.

‘A gift? But I can’t just go buy a gift somewhere.
Even if I did, I wouldn’t know what they’d like…
And could I even go to a shopping mall in this body…’

Eventually, I gave up thinking and decided to take care of other business first.

The few suitcases Vivian and Lanié had brought.

I was honestly curious about what was inside.

‘A gift, huh…’

The best part of a gift is the moment of opening it with anticipation, right?

If I were even a little romantic, I would wait and open them with Vivian and Lanié when they woke up. But, being clueless, my personal curiosity took over, and I started opening the suitcases one by one.

‘Could it be… the Tears of Retrand, the goal…!!
No…? What’s this…? Boxes…?’

Small wooden boxes, divided into several sections and stacked like cubes.

‘I hope they didn’t fall for some jade floor scam…?’

The craftsmanship looked pretty good, and they even had lids. I took out one of the boxes and carefully opened it. As I did, I shook my head, picturing Vivian extorting someone selling jade floors.

‘That’s impossible. Then this is…
Does this mean it’s something pretty good…?’

With tension making my tendrils sweat, I opened the box.

A fragrant scent wafted out, and I began to look inside the box.

‘Powder…? It’s darker than flour…
But it’s not misutgaru either…
There’s something similar in this box, but…
The type is different…?’

I gently touched the powder with the tip of a tendril, and it slowly dissolved and disappeared in the mucus.

‘Sugar…? But it’s not…?’

Vivian bringing sugar as a gift didn’t seem right.

I could make her dalgona instead, maybe.

But as I stared at the powder in the box, I noticed the lair suddenly becoming noisy, and I began to observe my surroundings.

‘What’s wrong with them?’

The beastmen, writhing and moaning in their sleep as they were being caressed, suddenly lifted their heads as if they smelled something. The Parasites started doing somersaults in the air like engineers who accidentally closed a program without saving their work.

But from my past experiences, I could now tell instinctively.

The powder in these boxes that Vivian brought was something meaningful to those creatures.

‘Come here. What is this used for?’

The Parasites rolled sideways like wheels and the spiders scurried over, wiggling their legs. I placed a box in front of them and watched them.

One of the spiders rushed to the box and stuck its stinger into the powder.

One of the Parasites stuck an arm into the powder, pulled it out, and turned around to examine it with the others.

‘Are you guys researchers?’

I almost laughed, seeing them gesturing and having an enthusiastic discussion like researchers. I turned my head and began to observe the spider that had stuck its stinger into the powder.

‘Wait… where are you going…!?’

I was lost in curiosity for only a moment before the spider ran to one of the beastmen lying on the floor and injected venom into her neck.

“Ugh…”

‘Huh?’

She flinched momentarily, as if stung by the venom, then slowly opened her eyes and woke up. She began to stagger as if she were drunk.

“Heh… aha… eheheh… heehee…”

‘Why is she laughing?’

Looking at her face as she giggled foolishly, I realized she was one of the few beastmen who had struggled to endure the caresses.

Perhaps because of her pride as a beastman, she had resisted the pleasure as much as possible, even if it meant collapsing from exhaustion, never giving in.

‘For her to suddenly laugh in this situation…’

I began to sense something was wrong. The spider climbed onto her groin and began sucking on her clitoris. Only then did I roughly understand what was happening.

“Heh… hee!! Ah… no way…!! Ugh-hee!!
Why… why not…? I don’t know… heehee!!
Aah!! Pussy good!! Hee!! Uheehee!!”

Even this afternoon, she had resisted the pleasure so hard that her face turned red, and she collapsed, her limp body being violated by my tendrils. That beastman female.

Now, she was spreading her legs wide open, as if telling the spider to take her as much as it wanted, letting out explicit moans without any restraint.

Seeing no trace of reason in the beastman female’s eyes, I finally realized what this powder was.

‘A psychotropic drug…? Something like a narcotic…?’

Spider venom only aroused or excited the target.

But those were only products of instinct.

Just as humans don’t rape women on the spot just because they’re turned on by the sight of a woman’s leggings-clad ass, instinct can be suppressed by reason, even if it’s difficult.

Moreover, the pleasure and instinct amplified by spider venom could still be resisted rationally with enough willpower.

‘But… this…’

This powder was a drug that destroyed the human mind itself.

It was like turning off a specific switch, preventing rational judgment.

As a result, it was a powerful weapon that could effectively break people down in the face of instinct or pleasure.

‘They brought something like this…?’

Until now, I had relied on quantity over quality.

That meant that even if a woman didn’t easily succumb to pleasure due to her strong willpower, I could eventually wear down her mental defenses and break through by spending a long time continuously conditioning the females.

Of course, thanks to that, most of the current beastmen were under my control, unable to even show any will to resist.

“Heh… ungh!! There good♡
Ungh… hee… fuck me… hurry…♡”

Although it was rare for someone to hold out like this woman, there were still limits to my effective methods.

I looked down at the beastman woman, who still had a spider mounted on her crotch like a chastity belt, as she approached my tendrils, spread her legs, and begged for them.

“Bang bang in baby room…!!
I’ll… listen well… ah!!
Fuck my pussy…”

As I rubbed my tendrils against her vulva, she trembled and spasmed, her expression that of a beast.

Feeling like I had no choice, I thrust my tendrils into her vagina with all my might. No longer feeling shame or embarrassment, she shuddered and sprayed a fountain from her wide-open crotch.

‘The performance is really reliable…?’

It seemed that it wasn’t impossible to instantly turn even a woman with a strong mind into something less than a slut if necessary.

‘Where did they get this…? And how…?
I need to hear more about what happened at the social gathering…’

The results that hadn’t been included in the reports I had heard from the social gathering arrived, and my head was filled with thoughts about Vivian, whose thoughts I could never understand, perhaps because of my personality.

Meanwhile, I felt presences behind my tendrils as I looked down at the woman, and I slowly turned my head to look.