I disguised myself as an F-rank male insect and opened a little bookshop on a remote planet. Life was peaceful, until I picked up an amnesiac female insect. He was tall and handsome, but a little clingy.
I taught him to read, and he cooked for me. Before bed, he would wrap the tip of his tail around my wrist. We curled up together in our cramped apartment and watched the oldest movies.
Later, the image of the Empire's brightest sun, the missing crown prince, spread across the stars. I looked at the "big dog" in my arms, clumsily knitting me a sweater, and fell into thought. He looked up at me innocently. "Male master, am I doing a bad job?"
Theme: True strength is not being above everyone else. It's having the right to choose an ordinary life and the ability to protect those you love.
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