Chu Lu: I’ll Wield a Blade for You

These are some little fantasies of mine. What if the raccoon could protect his senior? How would the story unfold?

Personal headcanon: Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were classmates in high school. (Please don't flame me; I'm not a good writer.)

In the abandoned kendo dojo at the youth center, Lu Mingfei was knocked to the ground by a bamboo sword for the thousandth time.

“Again.” Chu Zihang’s voice was as sharp as a blade tempered in ice.

Then, one rainy night, Lu Mingfei shakily gripped a real sword and ran it through the dead servant closing in on Chu Zihang.

“You…” Chu Zihang looked at the gold burning in the boy’s eyes and finally asked the question that had troubled him for years. “Who are you, really?”

Lu Mingfei wiped the blood from his face and managed his trademark smile, uglier than crying.

“Senior, I just… don’t want to see anyone die in front of me again.”

Later, Chu Zihang’s existence was erased. The only person in the whole world kneeling in the torrential rain, swinging his sword over and over, was Lu Mingfei.

“They say Senior was fake, but all those years, you were the one who lost every practice match with me, ”