A phoenix cannot live unless it is a parasol tree, it cannot eat unless it is a bamboo tree, and it cannot drink unless it is a sweet spring. As a descendant of the ancient Nether Phoenix, he is a foodie who doesn't choose anything. He can't help it because he didn't know his identity at first. Wait, why does he, who is only interested in eating, suddenly seem to be interested in... Someone? Could it be... That this is the legendary love? Oh, this person is transformed from bamboo... So... Does he like him... Or likes to eat him... Or does he like him because he likes to eat him... It's so troublesome... I don't think about it anymore.
"Give me a bite, just one bite! You can do whatever you want!" "Really?" "A foodie can't pull back ten roasted suckling pigs!" "... It's a deal."... A few years later, the little Phoenix fell into deep thought and risked himself in it for a bite to eat... Although the food was delicious... And beautiful... But... Why did he feel like he was at a disadvantage? This is the story of a good-for-nothing little Phoenix Shou who eats everything but doesn't want to suffer a loss, and a refined and sinister Bamboo Gong who would rather suffer a loss than "eat" the little Shou.
This is my first time writing an article, and there are still many things I don't understand, so please bear with me.