Wild Sentinel? Mine

In the year 3217 of the interstellar era, war broke out across the Federation. He Zhi Xian, a guide, went to the front lines. On the battlefield, He Zhi Xian awakened as a rare offensive guide and found a child among the ruins. The little guy’s face was filthy, but his eyes sparkled. He obediently called He Zhi Xian “big brother.” The young, cocky guide grinned wickedly and poked the child’s dimple. “What’s your name?” The child enunciated clearly: “Sui Xing Yang.” When the war ended, He Zhi Xian took little Xing Xing home and raised him for ten whole years. Then Sui Xing Yang ran away. - When they met again, He Zhi Xian had left the front lines and was teaching courses on mental powers at a military academy. It was the start of another school year. A colleague tapped him on the shoulder and pointed with interest at the boy on the big screen. The young sentinel on the screen wore a blank expression as he delivered his award acceptance speech. A majestic white wolf spirit rested at his feet, eyes closed. It was Sui Xing Yang. “Pretty cool kid. I hear he’s an S-rank, too. His future looks limitless,” his colleague remarked. A cool kid? He Zhi Xian recalled the past with indifference. When Sui Xing Yang had first awakened as a sentinel, he’d lost all five senses. He needed He Zhi Xian’s help to eat and drink. He Zhi Xian covered the floor with carpets. Even the slightest sound of footsteps would make Sui Xing Yang start to cry. Even his wolf king spirit had only just grown its first fuzz. All it could do was whimper and grab He Zhi Xian’s trouser leg with its new teeth. - Because of their unusual mental powers, offensive guides generally don’t perform mental conditioning on sentinels. But at one little someone’s insistence, Major General He finally agreed. After the session, He Zhi Xian looked at the person trembling uncontrollably in his arms and smiled. “So this is what it feels like.” The little guy forced himself to sit up in He Zhi Xian’s arms. His face was flushed and he could barely stand, yet he still stubbornly protested, “It’s… it’s just okay.” He Zhi Xian: “Coming back tomorrow?” Sui Xing Yang: “…” He Zhi Xian raised an eyebrow and said nothing. Sui Xing Yang quietly tried to negotiate with him. “How about the day after?” Tips: 1. A wicked, dom-like offensive guide seme × an obedient little wolf sentinel uke. 2. The main couple is firmly 1v1. No splitting them up or reversing their roles. 3. I should clarify: the runaway was due to a misunderstanding, and it won’t affect the sweetness. (Sigh.) Pre-release: Don’t Mess with Combat Players Blurb: In the twentieth year of the apocalypse, Shi Ji Han rose to the top of the human world. He trampled order underfoot, with countless ability users at his command. Then Earth was destroyed. The consciousness of all humanity was pulled into a storybook. While everyone else panicked, Shi Ji Han happily settled into a life of idleness. He wasn’t interested in battling for the top spot or making a fortune. While others chopped trees, he rested, staying at the bottom of the rankings every week to collect his welfare benefits. Work hard to level up? Don’t make your Brother Shi laugh. He went out once a week and spent all the rest of his time sleeping. - Shi Ji Han’s diary of survival in another world: [Survival, Day 1: Somehow ended up inside a book… It’s too hot. I don’t want to go out.] [Survival, Day 2: It’s raining. Staying home and sleeping. Lovely.] … [Survival, Day 10: Time’s up. What a pain, I have to go out and grind the rankings for supplies again.] … [Survival, Day 16: I think I saved someone. So cute.] … [Survival, Day 50: Sunny today. Going out to farm supplies and buy Xi Xi a mage robe ^^. He looks so good in it.] … [Survival, Day 66: Something seems off. My rank is going up a little too fast…?] - There was a terrifying rumor that had long circulated on the player forums. You could mess with anyone near the top of the class rankings, but you absolutely could not mess with the dead-last player, [Going to Sleep Today]. His strength was so bizarre that people were afraid to go near him. He was clearly an alchemist, yet he could solo team dungeons. Arena winning streak champion, master of last-second comebacks, witness to fairy tales… Can someone explain how a support class earned so many combat titles? ## Is that really your class? - Channel Forum: “Why is the number-one player on the combat leaderboard a support class? Everyone else is a mage or an assassin. What the heck is this alchemist?” [OP must be new to the merged server. You clearly don’t know the story behind it.] [Heh. All you need to know is that he’s called an alchemist, but read as a god of slaughter.] [Anyway, don’t mess with him. Oh, and don’t mess with the summoner he’s dating, either.] [White hair and pink eyes make him look cute, right? But he hits like a truck!!!] [It’s been a whole minute since I heard the story about that big shot climbing the rankings for love :P] P.S. 1. Elegant, scheming alchemist × cold-faced, haughty summoner. 1v1, no splitting them up or reversing their roles. 2. I want to write about a couple leveling up together and making a life for themselves. Theme: Love every part of the person you love.