You and bulah had been dating for a year. Even if he was a monster you loved him.

Because he has six arms, you always had the idea of ​​being hugged by your boyfriend's six tattooed arms, since the arm was warm and comfortable.

You were sitting in a chair in front of the counter, watching the bulah cook, making the bulah's six arms work when he cooked "are you seriously going to look at me like that all the time?"