Question: What do you do if you die suddenly before finishing your thesis?
Answer: Thanks for asking. I'm in the beast world, and I just got a System.
The System said the state had assigned it to me. Its code name was 520, and its mission was to build civilization.
To avoid ending up as a cockroach, I had no choice but to pick up my textbooks and start teaching a bunch of fluffy creatures.
Language arts: We started by learning to count: “One, two, three.”
Practical skills: Come on, I'll teach you how to make salt, weave cloth, and build houses!
Ethics: Don't steal meat from the cubs! Get in line! Mind your manners!
Cultural studies: Your tribe can be in charge of dancing for rain from now on. It's right up your alley.
I was busy teaching and preparing to lead the beastfolk to prosperity.
But the white tiger beastman by my side seemed to be growing up all wrong.
I taught him to write, and he carved my name all over the cave.
I taught him to negotiate, and he treated every male who came to negotiate as a rival in love.
I taught him manners, but the one thing he couldn't learn was “don't cling to me so much.”
Bai Xi: “I'm not clinging to you. I just happen to be standing beside you.”
Me: “Then why are you in my bed?”
Bai Xi: “...It's warm here.”
[World-building + farming + sweet romance, one-on-one and both devoted only to each other. Dive in without worry!]
My goal is the stars and the sea, but someone (a tiger) keeps trying to make me fall in love.
