A Dutiful Wife, Yet Everyone's Favorite [Nonhuman]

The main story is complete. The individual routes are being written. A vain, money-loving ordinary human woman × a bunch of dark, nonhuman beings. Contains mild female-domination themes. The heroine's point of view begins in chapter two. I A researcher's experiment failed, and he created a dangerous monster. The monster was like him, with the same genes, preferences, and habits. Naturally, it fell in love with the woman he loved and wanted to kill him for her. Competition among their kind was fierce. They had to fight to the death. The researcher was long accustomed to being torn to pieces by his rivals. Their swords and blades were cold, but his wife's bed was warm and inviting. Besides, his wife was devoted to him. She would never fall in love with another monster. That was what the researcher told himself. II His wife was honest and ordinary, a timid human. She was so weak that she couldn't refuse the neighbor's invitation, the embrace of her virtual lover, or the huge transfer from her vile boss... She had a vague sense that they, and her husband too, were different. She didn't have the eyes of a higher-dimensional being, and had no idea how many monsters there were in this world. In her memories, she and her husband lived a quiet, happy life together. Her husband was a successful man with cool, rational eyes. Whenever she went out, he watched her for a long time. When she came home, he let out all the anxiety he'd been holding back, and kissed her as though he'd survived a disaster. His voice was hoarse. “Why were you gone so long?” She said softly, “The line... I had to pay.” He held her silently, blaming himself for his suspicion. He should have trusted her. III After all, she seemed too honest to lie, and she could barely handle her husband's endless demands and intense possessiveness. He believed his perfect body was more than enough to satisfy her. She had no reason to seek out other monsters. Even though... her scent was too delicious, and other monsters were always drawn to her. She never knew how to say no, standing still as the monsters sniffed her from head to toe. It made the researcher terribly uneasy, so tortured he felt he might go mad. IV Humans are creatures who know how to talk their way out of anything. She was always making solemn promises: she wouldn't let the little monster into bed, wouldn't go on a date with the incubus, wouldn't let her otherworldly lover move in, and wouldn't believe another word her boss said... She wouldn't stop loving her husband. After one argument, the researcher broke down in tears and acted out his frustration. “Don't do this anymore... honey... I'm really going to lose my mind...” She bit her lower lip and buried her face in the pillow. She didn't dare tell him that, night after night, the other nonhuman beings went just as crazy. In any case, they'd all forgive her in the end. Content warnings: 1. Everyone loves the heroine, and all the male characters are virgins. 2. Mild female-domination themes, a little coercive romance, and male worship. Strange kinks. 3. A little suspense and horror, with an open ending. The extra chapters cover each character's route. 4. The heroine and hero are not legally married, and the “husband” in the blurb keeps dying (it's part of the nonhuman setting). The heroine does not cheat. 5. 40% content theft protection. Preorder: "After Marrying an Amoral Android" Please add it to your reading list! "After Marrying an Amoral Android" Xixi is a low-class human living in the slums, whom the upper classes call vermin. She finds a strange machine in a pile of trash. Its cold, pale body is covered in silver patterns, and its right arm is a pure black mechanical limb that's shorting out. She takes him home. Maybe a defective model like this will wake up and leave tomorrow, or maybe it won't wake up at all. * Two-Seven-Nine is the military's ultimate weapon. Only killing can make its core release dopamine and feel pleasure. He wakes in a cramped apartment and detects a soft life-form beside him. Species: E-class human. Sex: Female. Evaluation: Social value approaches zero. A human rat kept by the Federation for experiments. Threat level: Zero. Anomaly: Killing mode not activated. Dopamine secretion index rising. Cause under investigation. * Two-Seven-Nine needs a new identity, so he finds the low-class human who saved him. He marries Xixi. She's a low-class person, a rat, his wife. * “We're married.” What a useful excuse. He says this to Xixi all the time. Then she quietly comes over, letting him do as he pleases. The word “wife” takes on a new meaning. He likes it very much. The System never told him what “like” meant. * A strange, unfamiliar hunger drives him and leaves him confused. It isn't killing. It's a feeling that belongs to Xixi, a feeling she brings him. So when Xixi runs away, it pierces him like a thorn between the brows. She's gone. Boundless loneliness rises like a tide and floods his nose and mouth. * [Target has escaped. Target has escaped. Target has escaped.] He needs her. He needs to find her, see her, smell her, make sure she's still by his side, breathing, calling to him, looking at him with her gentle eyes, feeling him with her warm fingertips. Recommending a friend's preorder: "The Universally Hated Supporting Actress Falls Into a Love Rivalry". She seems universally hated, but is actually universally adored. Author ID: Guanghan Gong Kun Theme: Love is an eternal, undying poem.