I, Zhang Xiaomo, am 18 years old and a good young man in my prime. One day, I find myself living among a bunch of monsters. Okay, monsters are monsters, but you should at least consider my feelings. Brother, why don't you put your tail away? Mom, I know you like to eat chicken, but you won't just bite it without pulling out the hair? I'm very stressed out if you do this, okay? What? Are you saying that I am also a monster?