Pretend to be good collectible male ghost × elegant beauty butterfly
#### rebirth
As the heir to the Butterfly family, Milon is expected to be perfect in everything.
He is elegant, gentle, has a semi-permanent smile on his face, is beautiful, rich, and qualified to keep humans as pets.
On the day he was attacked by his opponent, it was Shen Bao who blocked the fatal blow for him, and all perfection was broken that day.
Milon's left hand was disabled, his wings were damaged, and he could never fly again. He lost his arms forever, and was abandoned by his family because of his imperfections.
Fortunately, he was reborn. The first thing Milon did when he was reborn was to find Shen Bao.
Shen Bao, a newly adult human, is his high-end collection
Humans are endangered with only 2,000 left in the world, and raising humans is a symbol of power and status.
Shen Bao died trying to save him in his previous life, so of course he had to compensate this human being.
He prepared sumptuous meals for Shen Bao, provided him with a top-notch living environment, and designed beautiful clothes for him with his own hands.
And Shen Bao...
Shen Bao became more and more clingy and even tried to climb on the bed.
"Little people can't go to bed." Milon said to the big one in front of him, "Your place is down there."
What troubled him was a strange and moist gaze that always looked at him greedily.
It won't be Shen Bao.
Shen Bao was always obedient, and his eyes were always as docile as an unweaned cub, looking longingly at the corners of his mouth stained with honey.
When Milon was in a good mood, he gave him a mouthful of honey, and he felt like he had received a great gift from heaven.
While he was troubled, those people who always liked to gossip about him disappeared.
When Milon brought him to the banquet, those fearful eyes would intentionally or unintentionally fall on Shen Huo, who was behind him with a low eyebrow.
His collection has become more sophisticated.
Competence has the privilege of being capable, and Milon indulged some of his little quirks.
Even if Shen Bao went out of his way to lick the honey from his lips, Milon just consulted the anthropology professor: "Shen Bao may have pica."
"... Sir, your human may be in love with you."
"Of course, I love him enough."
Professor of Anthropology: "…"
Until night, Shen Bao got into his bed, hugged him from behind, and buried his whole face into the back of his neck. Those hands were hot. Breathing is also hot.
Then he felt it - something scary, not quite right.
"Little beast..."
The butterfly's wings shook off countless scales. As soon as he dialed the phone to make an appointment for sterilization surgery, he was rolled out of bed with a gentle hug from Shen.
"Sir, I know, my place is down there."
Intention: to cross the chasm of identity
