In the quiet room, under the dim light, a figure was lying on the desk and sleeping soundly. Behind the half-closed door, a pink tentacle gently pushed open the door, picked up a black coat and rushed out, carefully covering it on the sleeping person. A dark green sticky liquid spread out from the spittoon at the feet of the sleeping person, as if he wanted to escape. In the shadow on the left, a figure in yellow was flipping through the books on the bookshelf. A large number of colorful bubbles rolled over the shadow's head, happily and intrigued. Until Luther woke up, everything returned to peace.