Master, I’m Definitely Marrying This Fox Demon

[Cool, proud demon hunter x seductive, fiercely protective thousand-year-old fox demon]

She runs, the other chases, and she has no way to escape.

The cool, white-clad woman holds a long sword, wishing only to wipe out every demon in the world. Yet she encounters her fated rival: the woman in red, born with an enchanting allure.

“Little Daoist, your heart is in turmoil.”

“That's nonsense!”

“Your sword moves with your heart. It's telling me you want to get closer to me... and are afraid to.”

Again and again, she tries to draw a clear line and hold fast to the divide between humans and demons.

Again and again, the other woman brazenly barges into her world, speaking in the laziest tone and with the most domineering words:

“You're mine. You're not allowed to go anywhere.”

“You dare touch someone of mine? Have you asked my flames?”

Fingertips brush over the sword's edge, teasing and suggestive. Beneath the moon, they share a wineskin, their breaths mingling with cool fragrance and the scent of wine. She calls down the thunder of the heavens, while the other burns everything to ashes to protect her from behind.

When doubts and criticism come from those around them, she takes the other's hand for the first time and steps in front of her, her voice cold and resolute:

“She is my friend. You will not mistreat her.”

Is this a tribulation or a destined bond? Is it the clash of ice and fire, or a surrender written in the stars?

Read on to see how this cool Daoist, under the relentless advances and protection of that irresistible demon, finds her heart in disarray and falls deeply in love.

“Is it really so hard to admit you're not made of stone?”

“Hard. So very hard. Especially when it's you, that... infuriating, irresistible fox demon.”