With large, round eyes—

“Octopuuuus…”

And pink hair—

“Octopus…”

The monstrous beast of the western seas, wearing a pink octopus head, sat in the ocean, crying loudly.

“Octooooopuuuuuus…! Huu huu huu… Octopuuuuuus…”

This was troublesome.
Never in my life had I imagined encountering an octopus capable of understanding human speech. Certainly not today.

“Well, uh…”

This was the beast of the western seas.

The one that had once killed a Sword Master and ruled the western coast in fear… was now just a tearful girl.

“Octopuuus…”

It was quite the dilemma.

The beast’s head was covered in lumps, as …