He Has a Fear of Cute Things [Esports]

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CP: Laid-back minor celebrity uke VS crazy beauty seme

The next story is also a companion piece to this one. Mu En's story is being written in advance.

Be Careful with Your Gun by Bie Tui Wo Ta [uke-centric esports novel]

CP: Ruthless, taciturn puppy seme VS stunning, shameless social butterfly uke

This story's CP is a top player with a doll phobia seme X a cute, straightforward, looks-obsessed uke [seme-centric story] [livestreaming in the early chapters, esports later]

Another familiar daily thread is up on a well-known domestic esports forum:

[Has White God gone on another killing spree today?]

- He has! He has! He's already got twelve! New record!

- All headshots from hundreds of meters away. Brutal.

- Boohoo, the dolls are so cute. Why kill them!

- My White God is such a tough, straight-up guy. He can't stand anything pink and fluffy.

A crowd of curious onlookers flooded into Gu Yibai's livestream,

all anxiously waiting for the lucky thirteenth victim [poor sucker],

when a Mickey suddenly hopped in front of him

and asked in a clear, bright young man's voice,

"Hi, can you dye my skin for me?"

On Mi Qi's first day on the team, a senior player took him aside and warned him over and over:

Never wear a doll skin when queuing up with the captain.

White God is a merciless, deadeye gunner, a cold-faced demon feared on the battlefield,

but he hates cute things, especially all kinds of dolls!

Mi Qi believed him and became a sweet, well-behaved little fanboy,

until he accidentally spotted Gu Yibai's hand trembling behind his back.

At Gu Yibai's birthday party,

a cute doll made a grand entrance pushing a cake cart,

wrapped its arms tightly around his already rigid waist,

and whispered in that familiar young man's voice,

"Don't be scared. It's me. Just think of me, and you won't be afraid."

A few notes before you dive in:

1. The setting is entirely fictional. The characters and teams aren't based on real people.

2. Livestreaming in the early chapters, esports later. The game mechanics are simple.

3. A healing, redemptive romance disguised as an esports story.

4. Each chapter has a short everyday-life skit about a team. Don't miss the author's notes!

Please support my upcoming story!!! It's about Mu En, an important supporting character in this novel.

Be Careful with Your Gun by Bie Tui Wo Ta

CP: Ruthless, taciturn puppy seme VS stunning, shameless social butterfly uke. A regular PCL practice match,

The same message popped up in the upper-right corner of all 64 players' screens:

[Flight-Moon knocked down King-Sky with a 98K]

Laughter like thunder erupted from all 16 bases. Today's show was starting again.

A bikini-clad character hopped up to the man kneeling on the ground in front of them.

"No matter how amazing the sky is, the moon is always above it."

"Little brother, how many times have I told you? Be careful with your gun, or you'll shoot by accident."

Late at night, after a full day of training, Mu En yawned as he headed back to the dorm.

Before he could turn on the light, a shadow slammed him down onto the bed.

The puppy nipped and nuzzled his ear. "Tell me, who's on top?"

Mu En stroked his head soothingly. "You're acting like a little puppy. I thought you were supposed to be antisocial?"

"And you're supposed to be the social butterfly of PUBG. Why are you so inexperienced?"

"Bullshit! Everyone loves me. Even the flowers bloom when they see me. The grass..."

"Fuck! Be careful with your gun, don't shoot...!"

Theme: The strong forge their own destiny. A story about youth, hard work, and solidarity