A Half-Vampire's Everyday Struggle to Get By

***Next up: The Dungeon Boss Is a FIVE, a crossover mainly featuring Jujutsu Kaisen. Please add it to your favorites!*** When a Saniwa is punished by being sent to a crossover world with hell-level difficulty for altering history... When powers of all kinds intertwine, how will the people trying to save the world manage to face this perilous situation? Perilous? Not at all. "Save the world? Hell-level difficulty? Didn't we already take care of that ages ago?" "We'd be better off working hard to stock up on little blood bags..." "Hey, wait, I didn't mean to... Aaaah, help! I swear I won't bite people at random again!" Not eating is impossible. There's no way I'll go without food in this life. Apparently the only way to survive is to flirt with more delicious prey. #The world-saver is still working hard to earn a meal today# In short, it's the story of a half-vampire Saniwa foraging wildly to survive. At first: a grown-up, domineering CEO who plans everything in advance [his dark past]. Later: an adorable, sweet boy who calmly directs everyone [little cutie]. [The divide is at Chapter 17] #Getting younger the longer he lives [not really]# A racial talent, with different forms dropping as a surprise. Strong in a fight, sweet-tongued, adorable and always hungry. Satisfying, sweet, and no CP. This story will go VIP on Wednesday, April 29, 2020, with a 10,000-word update. I'm updating daily, so please add it to your favorites! Next up: The Fragile Elf's Buff Playbook [Interstellar] [the cover shows the male lead, and he's super handsome!] ***Please follow my author page and pre-save these stories!*** The Fake Booze's Self-Cultivation [Bungo Stray Dogs crossover] Herbal Salt is a renowned scholar, celebrated in academic circles for his expertise in all kinds of research. In reality, he's a top-tier intelligence agent and a versatile, beleaguered employee of a certain booze factory, and a notorious gay man. His codename is Hell Tequila. Rumor has it that for both work and pleasure, he's tangled up with countless handsome men from the surface and underworld of organizations around the globe. A Public Security agent? An intelligence officer in the Special Division for Unusual Powers? A world-renowned independent scholar? The personal secretary of the Vongola boss? A specially appointed researcher at the Mitaikyo? "Thanks for asking. I'm at the Mitaikyo, working as the booze factory's representative and doing classified research on the Stone for every organization I've infiltrated." "I used to be the dependable intelligence backbone of Naples' passionate godfather. I was also like a brother to the Vongola boss in Sicily, always at his side." "A little defection? As long as I'm still useful, how could it ruin our friendship forever?" The legendary career of an undercover agent with fire-based non-ability powers, weaving between all the major organizations. The man nicknamed Dead Fish is still working hard to do a good job as a spy today. But love arrives suddenly, passionate and intoxicating. On Herbal Salt's twenty-fifth birthday, he takes a little cake to a bar to celebrate by himself and meets Chuuya Nakahara, a Port Mafia executive away on a business trip, drinking to celebrate his own twentieth birthday. "What a coincidence, it's your birthday too. Want me to make you a real adult? I'm very good at it." The inexperienced fake booze smiles confidently, calmly, elegantly, and dangerously, enticing his tipsy, adorable prey to indulge his curiosity about the adult world. And the next morning, he finds himself craving the other's body and skills. After learning that their jobs are similar, they test each other and end up exchanging contact information. Chuuya has always thought Herbal Salt was a scientist at the Mitaikyo with no supernatural abilities, until the booze factory goes under and Herbal Salt comes clean. "Chuuya, my old workplace has collapsed, and I have nowhere to go. Please take me in. qwq" The black-haired, black-eyed young man leans close, looking up at him like a docile golden retriever as he softly begs. "Chuuya, is the Port Mafia hiring? We could have an office romance." As if I'd ever fall for that. The Port Mafia executive curses him, but his body tells the truth. He carries this delicious bottle of strong liquor home and hides it in his special liquor cabinet, sipping it alone. The burning liquor scorches his heart, and he can't get enough. Until one day, Mori Ougai slaps a photo of Herbal Salt meeting privately with a certain blond Public Security agent in front of Chuuya. "Cheating?!" A gleaming scalpel plunges into the tabletop with a clang. The Port Mafia boss smiles as he shatters his trusted executive's naive fantasy. "No. Betrayal." #This calamity god's liquor cabinet has no room for fake booze!# #Even if it tastes really good!# #Once fake booze, always fake booze# "Herbal Salt, who are you, really?!" #The man with a thousand layers has something to say# #For now, let's soothe the wife# "Thanks for asking. I'm at the Port Mafia, a legendary magician hopelessly in love and trying to elope with a calamity god to spend the rest of our lives together." 1v1, happy ending, spies within spies within spies, sweet. P.S. Hell Tequila, also known as Tequila Slammer, is a drink for men who make bets. You down it in one gulp, and it goes down your throat like an arrow shot by the devil himself. The refreshing lime juice and fizzy alcohol make your chest and lungs burn instantly. It's a strong drink used for betting. Tequila is usually served with salt and lime, so I think it's a perfect name for A-Yan. √ Theme: Stay true to your original aspirations and keep pressing forward.