My Guide Is from Earth

What’s it like to have a mentally ill sentinel with a screw loose cling to you? From morning till night, he insists he’s from Earth in the 790th star system, light-years away. He’s a sentinel, yet never remembers to turn on white noise. When the racket gives him a headache, he begs for a hug; he loves spicy food, and when the pain makes him roll around on the floor, he begs for a kiss; he tries to go shopping downtown and hit the clubs, then breaks down shouting Beiyuan’s name; and, most importantly, he asks why everyone here has to keep a pet. Did you hear that? Your combat-type quantum beast is crying. In short, this is a sweet little story dressed up as space opera, about an older sentinel who transmigrates back to campus one day, determined to persevere despite his disability, and to date the guide teacher next door even with his mindscape blown to pieces! You could call it marriage first, love later. Gentle, powerful guide gong × handsome transmigrated sentinel shou An alien shou pretending to be a local, and a gong who watches him quietly put on the act and, in the end, has no choice but to forgive him. ※ One-on-one. No need to say it: it’s always one-on-one. Mutual pampering. No need to say it: mutual pampering is all I know how to write. Sentinel-and-guide setting. No need to say it: there are definitely some original twists. P.S. The original title was The Sentinel Says He’s from Earth. As for why I changed it… I was forced to… My new novel is now underway: Don’t Mark Me, or I’ll Drop Dead Modern school life, gong’s perspective. Lighthearted and witty, with a flirtatious, handsome gong and a shou who’s secretly wicked. I’ve also posted a preview for another new novel: Modern exorcist: At Your Service, Exorcist Lord Tap in if you’re interested~ Theme: