1:30 P.M.
We were already done eating and were now questioning me about Macaron.
"So you know what kind of monster he is?" Whitney leaned forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"Of course. He was the last of his kind and was rarely recorded. That's why only a few people know this kind of monster. He is an Oculus Giga, guardian of the night. Unfortunately, because of poachers, they went extinct. But luckily, I found Macaron when he was still an egg," I said with a straight face.
"You know that's a lie, right?" Macaron's voice poked at my head.
'How else would I explain what kind of monster you are?' I shot back.
"Then why does it look like an ordinary owl? The ones shown on TV are much larger than this," Christian said, frowning.
