My Wife’s Identity Was Exposed, So I Pretended to Be Blind

You're successful, your job is stable, and your wife is gentle.

You and your wife fell in love freely. Even though he's unemployed, you love him very much.

You thought life would keep going smoothly like this, but then something unexpected happened.

One dark and stormy night, after you finished making love, your wife slipped out of the house, his back and waist aching.

You followed him, wanting to see what he was up to.

You never expected to see your wife murdering someone. It was bloody and brutal, nothing like the adorable way he usually nestled in your arms.

You accepted the truth soon enough and disposed of the body faster than you had ever done anything in your life.

When your wife saw you, he was shocked and cried, saying he'd been momentarily possessed and wouldn't do it again.

You forgave him and told your wife not to work in that line of business anymore.

Your wife threw himself into your arms and promised through sobs that he wouldn't.

Later, the world fell into chaos, and a powerful contaminant appeared out of nowhere.

It ran rampant, sowing chaos everywhere. No one could stop it, so headquarters had no choice but to send you to try.

Knowing you were as good as dead, you left your wife a farewell letter.

At the heart of the contamination zone, everyone was on high alert. You were the only one who charged in alone.

You thought you might see some indescribable monstrosity, but you never imagined you'd find your wife there.

He had gaping wounds all over his body, and blood kept pouring out. Your heart ached for him. You wanted to kiss him and hold him.

But he put a knife to your throat and said, “I've killed so many people. There's no turning back now. Today, either I kill you or you kill me.”

You were furious. As your wife stared at you in disbelief, you snatched the knife from his hand. “Honey, didn't you promise me you'd quit this line of work ages ago?”

-

As the spouse of the Central Abyss Response Bureau's captain, Zhu You seemed far too delicate.

He had no special abilities, and a moment's carelessness could leave him swallowed by the Abyss.

When he heard people say that, Zhu You merely smiled without saying much.

But even a peaceful life can grow dull when it goes on for too long.

Zhu You deliberately let his guard down and killed someone in front of Ye Xian, wanting to see how he'd react.

The man behaved as if nothing were out of the ordinary. After taking care of things, he even blew on Zhu You's hand. “Look, you gripped the knife so hard your hand's all red.”

-

Her husband worked for the Abyss Response Bureau, so Zhu You knew he couldn't reveal his identity.

But when the contamination source appeared, he still gave everything he had to fight, drawing a large force of people who came to hunt him down. Ye Xian was among them.

Zhu You closed his eyes, deciding to part from him for good and guide his husband into killing him.

Instead, the man sighed, took the knife from him, and spoke dismissively.

“Do you really think something like this can kill you or me?”

“Besides, honey, didn't you promise me ages ago that you'd stopped doing this kind of thing?”

Zhu You: “...” How did he remember it? He hadn't even been exposed!

Ye Xian kissed his eyes. Then, as everyone looked on in horror, his body erupted inch by inch, breaking free of the limits of ordinary humanity.

-

[1v1, mutual love, no separating or reversing the pairing.]

[All plot serves the romance. See the author's note in Chapter One for details.]

----Coming Soon: The Little Demon Spy's Handbook----

Blurb:

Vilance is a little demon spying on Heaven.

He is responsible for passing information about the angels to Hell.

The Demon King always tells him to keep his identity hidden. He has to keep his little horns and demon tail tucked away, too, so that the Archangel won't discover him.

They say the last demon discovered by the Archangel, Alistair Lovis, met a gruesome end. Even his horns and wings were torn off!

At the thought of that happening to him, Vilance can't help curling his wings tight around himself.

A demon's horns are where it stores its magic. Without them, he'd be a disabled demon.

He has to protect himself!

_

Heaven's Guard is recruiting, and a strange little angel shows up.

Unlike the other angels, he doesn't have six wings, and even the halo over his head is a different color.

Alistair steps forward to question him, only for the newcomer to snap to attention in fright and clutch his wings tightly.

After glancing him over from head to toe, Vilance covers his head as well, stammering,

“Reporting to the Archangel, I, I'm disabled from birth... That's why I look like this...”

His tone is plaintive, his words earnest, and his voice trembles ever so slightly.

He looks terrified of the mighty Archangel of legend.

Alistair regards him with emotionless golden eyes. “Is that so?”

What a clumsy lie...

The next moment, he feels a faint tug on his robe. Vilance has reached out and grabbed it.

His eyes shine with confidence. He clearly thinks that his story is completely convincing.

...Very well.

The Archangel changes his mind on the spot. He wants to see what this “angel” is really up to.

_

Since Vilance hasn't done anything too outrageous, Alistair pretends not to notice his strange behavior.

Until, during an outdoor mission, he sees Vilance sneaking off to hide again.

“...I understand, Your Majesty. I'll be careful...”

As the little “angel” speaks into his communicator, a demon tail suddenly appears in midair.

It's heart-shaped, swaying back and forth, absolutely adorable.

Alistair waits quietly behind him for a moment, then suddenly smiles.

...So he's a little demon disguised as an angel.

_

Something suddenly goes wrong in Hell, and Vilance has no choice but to end his spy career early.

He's packed his bags and is preparing to leave Heaven when the door opens at the worst possible moment.

Alistair looks at him calmly. “Vilance, what are you doing?”

The little demon is huffing as he carries his things, completely unaware of the danger he's in. “Something happened at home. I have to go back for a while.”

“Will Vilance come back?”

“Of course!”

Vilance flaps his wings and flies away happily, humming a little tune.

Being a spy was so easy. He really is the cleverest little demon in Hell!

But in his excitement, Vilance starts to feel heavier and heavier.

When he wakes up again, he finds himself in familiar Heaven.

Alistair stands before him, holding the Sword of Judgment to his forehead. His voice is full of cheer.

He says, “Welcome back to Heaven, Vilance.”

Theme: Love comes in many forms.