My Archrival Is My Top-Dono Daddy

Ji Chumo has an ability: he can experience himself in other people's dreams through their senses.

Lately, he's been slipping into all kinds of R-rated dreams, where men hold him in their arms like a doll, their arms cinched tight around his waist.

The dream's owner presses close to his ear, voice low and husky:

"Teacher Eros... Is your waist really that soft?"

Through tear-blurred eyes, Ji Chumo sees the man's face: his nemesis, Ke Yihuan.

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Ke Yihuan, the sports college's campus heartthrob, is 190 cm tall with an eight-pack. His shirt is always buttoned to the very top, and he is aloof and abstinent.

The art department's beauty, Ji Chumo, is widely known as a bewitching flirt. The tiny red beauty mark at the corner of his eye is utterly mesmerizing.

At the opening ceremony, the two students with special abilities share the stage to give speeches.

One is elegant and defiant, the other dazzlingly beautiful. Their photo sets the campus forum ablaze.

[Help! The wolfish sports guy x the soft art student are so good together!]

They meet each other's eyes and sneer at the same time: What rotten luck.

Then they're assigned to the same dorm room.

No one knows that...

Ji Chumo's main account belongs to a cross-dressing cosplayer with a million followers. He's Eros, the cyber wife of countless otaku.

And Ke Yihuan is Eros's devoted dream lover, always topping the paid-supporter rankings at No. 1.

Ji Chumo knows this secret because this self-righteous hypocrite dreams about him every single night!!!

The morning after a dream, Ji Chumo's waist aches and his legs feel weak. He can't get up, so he stays in bed, planning to skip his 8 a.m. class.

"Got a fever? Don't die in the dorm." Ke Yihuan coolly reaches out and places a hand on his forehead.

Ke Yihuan's ability lets him read people's minds when he touches their skin.

Ji Chumo's curses explode in his head:

"Ke Yihuan, you animal! Eight different dreams in one night!"

"Ow... My waist is so sore..."

The air falls silent for three seconds.

Ke Yihuan slowly lowers his head, looking at the beauty on the bed, eyes red at the corners and body trembling slightly.

Ji Chumo opens his eyes groggily and meets Ke Yihuan's blazing gaze.

"Be good. We don't have to dream, either."

Ke Yihuan leans over, moving closer, his voice low and deep:

"Don't sleep tonight."

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Synopsis: Lin Qixue is a sickly young man, too frail to care for himself.

His adoptive parents' family killed his biological parents and stole their estate, and his younger brother even took his fiance, yet all he can do is meekly endure it.

No one knows that, since he was twelve, Lin Qixue has silently kept track of every dirty deed his adoptive parents committed and every person they offended.

Call him rotten to the core or say he's devious. Either way, he knows exactly how to ruin his adoptive parents and turn his younger brother's allies against him, leaving him to die a miserable death.

After ten years of swallowing his anger, he's ready to act...

Before putting his plan into motion, he has a dream.

It turns out this world is a wealthy-family, everyone-dotes-on-the-protagonist novel. His younger brother is the fated protagonist, and he is the twisted, sinister villain.

In the dream, he does indeed strike.

His adoptive parents die by suicide from charcoal fumes. His younger brother's face twists in agony before he dies, and everything that was once taken from Lin Qixue returns to him.

With everything restored, he smiles and accepts it, unharmed and without a speck of dirt on his clothes.

Then the eldest brother, who had only ever been spoken of by the family, returns.

He sees right through Lin Qixue's disguise.

Lin Qixue loses to him, utterly unable to fight back. In an instant, everything turns to ashes.

After waking, Lin Qixue sits on the bed for a while, then laughs silently.

In the dream, he loses because he underestimates his eldest brother and doesn't understand how terrifying he is.

But now he knows!

All he has to do is endure, act obedient, find his weakness, then strike a fatal blow.

If he can fool the whole world, he can fool his eldest brother, too.

On the day his eldest brother returns, Lin Qixue raises his pale face. His eyes are wet and red at the corners, and his shoulders tremble with each cough. He's like a little white flower that might break in the wind.

"Brother, Qixue missed you so much..."

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Legendary author Lin Tingbai has written every trope under the sun. Then he suddenly transmigrates into a wealthy-family novel packed with every kind of melodrama, becoming the protagonist's eldest brother.

Bored, he flips through the plot: the real and fake young masters fighting over the same man, a love rivalry, a love triangle... Oh, next page.

On the next page, the little white flower picks up a knife.

Lin Tingbai sits up straight.

Cruel, vicious, rotten to the core: no description is too harsh for the little white flower.

But he's so beautiful, holding that knife, smiling as he stabs his finger into a wound.

His ferocious beauty pierces Lin Tingbai's eyes, then lodges in his mind.

Eagerly flipping ahead, Lin Tingbai is suddenly struck like a bolt of lightning:

"Lin Tingbai imprisons Lin Qixue in a lightless room. He chose the golden cage himself and fastened the chains with his own hands."

Ah, the caged songbird plot. The leads are him and the little white flower.

After a brief silence, Lin Tingbai runs his tongue over his itchy teeth and immediately orders his assistant: "Book me a flight. I'm going home."

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The day they meet, Lin Qixue smiles with pitiful sweetness and calls him "Brother" in a soft voice.

Lin Tingbai's teeth itch. His teeth graze the side of Lin Qixue's neck as he leans close to his ear and says:

"Hello, wife."

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-Please add my upcoming novel, The Wicked Omega Therapist [Interstellar]~

Synopsis: Yu Wenshu is a military and political prodigy admired throughout the Interstellar realm, but on the day he presents as an Omega, he falls to the lowest rank.

He's assigned to the treatment division, where his job is to use his body to "soothe" out-of-control Alphas.

Everyone is waiting to see how the once-unattainable beauty will fall from grace.

Treatment subject 1: The newly appointed general

Yu Wenshu is pinned against the edge of the treatment bed, his shirt slipping off his shoulder.

The general presses one knee between his legs, fingertips rubbing the gland at the back of his neck. His voice is hoarse: "Forgive me. This is just... routine soothing."

Yu Wenshu lowers his eyes, his voice gentle and obedient. "Yes, sir."

No one sees the trace of satisfaction beneath his lashes.

Treatment subject 2: His junior from the same department

After the calming session ends, his junior clings tightly to Yu Wenshu, burying his face in the crook of his neck and choking out an apology. "Senior... I got you dirty."

Yu Wenshu gently pats his back, while silently counting to himself: That's three times now. Why does he cry every time we have a session?

Treatment subject 3: His marshal stepbrother

The man removes the sword that represents the highest authority. His gloved fingertips, cold to the touch, lift Yu Wenshu's chin. "I've wanted to mark you for so long, darling... little bro-ther."

Yu Wenshu is forced to tilt his head back, his eyes shimmering with tears.

Just like the fulfillment of his long-held desire, growing wildly in the depths of his heart.

Every Alpha thinks they're defiling, desecrating, and humiliating a noble deity.

Only Yu Wenshu knows the truth:

Every time he's wrapped in violent pheromones and scorching body heat, the secret fetishes suppressed and drilled into submission since childhood can finally run free.

He's in absolute heaven.

Later, when interstellar war breaks out, the enemy nation's strongest leader leads an army to seize the treatment division.

When all the Alphas rush over in a panic, they see...

Yu Wenshu sitting casually astride the enemy leader's waist. He wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth with a fingertip, looks up at the crowd rushing over, and makes no effort to hide the hunger and excitement in his eyes.

"That wasn't enough. Who's next?"

he asks softly, like the most forbidden temptation of a god.

[Bonus scene]

Later, at the signing of the ceasefire treaty.

Yu Wenshu sits comfortably in the seat of honor, facing a row of elite Alphas he has "treated," including the enemy nation's leader.

His stepbrother pours him a drink and asks softly, "After enjoying so many Alphas, who do you think was the best?"

Theme: Maintain a clear boundary between dreams and reality. Don't become addicted to them.