My name is Liu Jiu, a second-rank hunter who received professional training from a licensed and compliant Blood Hunter Guild. Just as I was scheming to quit and save my own skin, the vampires’ rampant activity forced me into a high-level mission: becoming the crunchy little millet beneath a bird’s beak, the worm doing morning exercises on a fishhook. In plain language, the bait.
That’s how I met Shen Shining, a sharp-tongued, shameless, annoyingly punchable vampire who could take a beating.
We couldn’t stand each other and kept pushing each other away. When we were together, even the air felt cramped.
But when I was in danger, that usually irritating chest of his was, to my surprise, a rare source of comfort.
Shen Shining... Is this what you mean when you say you hate me?
I kept lowering my standards, doing things even I found ridiculous.
“Ugly as hell, hahaha.”
I flipped him off.
Strange dreams, bizarre cases, and dangerous vampires lurking in the shadows left me no choice but to seek the truth myself...
But when I parted the so-called fog, I discovered I’d already fallen into a carefully laid death trap.
Gentle childhood friend, Isviner Cole:
“The only person I know and love is Liu Jiu.”
“I’ll protect you unconditionally, forever. Don’t be afraid.”
“Don’t look back, even if I’m no longer myself...”
Me: “Whoa, what’s with the cosplay, buddy?”
Rebellious vampire, Shen Shining:
“Do what you want, but it definitely isn’t love.”
“The person who made your life so miserable is about to die. You should be happy.”
“Close your eyes and pretend it was all a nightmare.”
Me: “Shen Shining, don’t worry. Even if you become a ghost, I won’t let you off!”
“Turn off the tearjerker background music first. I’m going to beat him up one more time before he dies.”
