Guardians Are Monsters

When Xinglou was eighteen years old, he moved from the orphanage to Iris Street and opened a flower shop with his guardian, Mr. Moon. Life on Iris Street was always so happy. He got up early in the morning at Mr. Moon's gentle call, ate the carefully prepared breakfast, said hello to Aunt Mary from the bakery next door, and then hurriedly caught the last bus to the university. After studying hard for another day, Yuhui happily ran home and received a hug from Mr. Moon, followed by dinner, bedtime stories, and the essential goodnight kiss. After saying good night to Mr. Moon, he would fall into a beautiful dreamland under the bright moonlight, and repeat the beauty of today the next day. But in a peaceful life, something always seems to be wrong. There is always an inexplicable dampness in the room, there are white salt grains left on the balcony, there is always something surging in the shadows, and there seems to be something black flashing past in the peripheral vision—— But this is just a small problem, Xinglou thought dazedly in the cold embrace of Mr. Moon. He lay on Mr. Moon's chest, listening to the gurgling sound of the waves, and spent peaceful nights one after another. In such a life, Xinglou's biggest worry is that his guardian does not allow him to be picky eaters and is unwilling to sleep with him. But lately, Xinglou has been a little irritable. There were always some strange people appearing around him, looking at him with fanatical and pious eyes, and saying things he couldn't understand. Finally one day, those people rushed into his home. The flower pot was shattered on the ground, and the soft petals were trampled under his feet, dripping with bright red juice. They said with fear and disgust that Mr. Moon was a terrifying monster from the black sky and a twisted evil god with roiling shadows in the deep sea. They looked at the young man with enthusiasm, saying that he was the only true god who could save the world. In order to allow the True God to see the true nature of the monster, they gave Xinglou a lens. Through the lens, the originally warm and peaceful flower shop became completely different. Humid mist enveloped the entire house, and cold and slippery tentacles swam in the mist. Even if you could only vaguely see the outline of the behemoth, it was enough to reveal the horror of that indescribable existence. And the remaining branches of flowers also twisted and laughed in the mist, and the soft soil rippled and undulated regularly, as if they were breathing. The intruders were waiting for the true god's wrath and to look back, but Xinglou was looking at the monster with all his concentration, clasping his hands and counting in distress. "One, two, three... Sixteen... Forty-nine..." The more Xinglou counted, the more frustrated he became. His future boyfriend had so many tentacles, how many rings would he need before he could propose? Let's work hard to save money! As he thought, he stretched out his hand towards the monster entrenched in the house and said aggrievedly: "Why don't you hug me?" Then the monster sighed, no longer hesitated, and hugged the unknown lamb into his arms. The mist swallowed him up and the tentacles submerged him, while the monster's stars were still chattering and complaining. "They are bad people." "Yeah." "Send them to the police station!" "Okay." "If there is a reward, can you give it to me..." "All for you." Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. The monster makes a silent promise. But at the same time, the monster will ask for corresponding gifts. But don't worry, the gift has already walked to His arms obediently. Small theater 1: One day, the evil god awakened from the deep sea and passed by the city. The supervisors of the Special Affairs Administration were tensed, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They wrote suicide notes one after another and were ready to commit suicide before going completely crazy. After all, even if He has no ill intentions towards humans, the observation itself is not something they can bear. But when the evil god appeared, all the supervisors fell silent. Is that being wearing all those gaudy luminous rings really the evil god? After the evil god left, the new supervisor remained silent for a long time. The old captain thought he was contaminated, and was about to ask him to go to the solitary room for a while, but suddenly saw the new team member suddenly slapping his head in annoyance. "Ah, I remembered! That's the Ocean Adventures anniversary ring!" "Damn it, I tried my best and didn't receive it! Why would the evil god have it!" "Why do gods want to compete with humans for peripherals? This is not fair at all!" The old captain was silent, then smiled solemnly. Sure enough, the new team members were seriously polluted, and it seemed that they would have to stay in the solitary room for one more week. And the evil god who was passing by was rushing home with his sleeping little boyfriend to watch tonight's Ocean Adventure with him. Small theater 2: At first, Xinglou felt that her boyfriend had tentacles, and there was nothing wrong with him except that he had to save a lot of money and buy a lot of rings before he could propose. Later, while sobbing under the entanglement of the tentacles, he tried to discuss it with his boyfriend—— "Can, can I get married first? Can I fix the ring later..." The monster agreed softly and continued to build its nest along his open mouth. So now, there is nothing wrong with the fact that my boyfriend has tentacles. Notes for reading: 1. An atypical evil god, a Wei Wei Wei Wei g system, a daily sweet text about kissing, hugging and sticking to each other every day. Gong is not an evil god in the common sense, and Shou is not a human being in the common sense. 2. Regarding the guardian setting, it is just a title between two people, Shou, who is already an adult when they meet. 3. This article is a parallel world expansion of the monsters and roses in the third world of "Red Rose and White Moonlight". Except for the character design of the attack and reception, other changes have been made. It will not affect you if you don't read it. Intent: Love without restraint