I'm Just Someone Who Draws Talismans

[July 9, reverse chronological order starts at Chapter 20. Thanks for all your support!]

Also known as Don't Let the Monsters Touch Me / Case Files of the Third Foreign Affairs Department

Lu Shuangbai considers himself nothing more than an unremarkable little genius at drawing talismans. He spends his days setting up a little stall to earn pocket money and, while he's at it, delivering righteous justice to evil spirits from the heavens. Apart from having barely a cent to his name, life is pretty sweet.

But first a hideous monster shattered the peace of his uneventful life, then the very next day a man named Su Huai came along and turned everything upside down.

The handsome man, wearing an expressionless face, recruited him to work for the Third Foreign Affairs Department. Seven types of insurance and two housing funds, meals and accommodation included, plus generous benefits.

Su Huai: "Interested?"

They say a man shouldn't sell his dignity for a few measures of rice. Lu Shuangbai declared solemnly, "I'm not selling my dignity. I'm just falling for you."

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Lu Shuangbai can sum up his boss in three words: cold, heartless, and maxed-out combat power.

He was certain that even if the world ended, Su Huai would still be a single dog.

But one day, Lu Shuangbai noticed that his perpetually single boss's ears turned bright red whenever their eyes met...

Carefully holding out a dazzling gold brick, Su Huai asked, his eyes darting away, "Do you like it?"

Lu Shuangbai gulped. "I love it!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the gold brick was shoved into his hands. Su Huai's neck flushed red as he said, "It's the betrothal gift. Shall we go to the civil affairs bureau this afternoon?"

Lu Shuangbai: "Huh?"

He just liked the gold brick. How did that make him a married man?

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In this world, humans, ghosts, and monsters coexist. There is another kind of monster, too: those transformed from humans. Having experienced love, hate, and desire, they sell their own souls and become known as "evil monsters."

"Better to shatter like jade than survive as a broken tile."

If the truth cannot bring them justice while they are alive as humans, then they will pay with their souls to claim justice for themselves.

#WhatShouldWeGiveAsACourtshipGift(MonsterEdition)#

#CanIStillGetAGoldBrickIfWeDon'tGoToTheCivilAffairsBureau?#

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The Third Foreign Affairs Department: a state-certified organization, seven types of insurance and two housing funds, meals and accommodation included, generous benefits. Interested?

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1. This story has its own worldbuilding for monsters and evil monsters. I'll try to make my nonsense logical.

2. Both the top and the bottom are incredibly strong, and the bottom grows stronger over time.

A laid-back, indifferent top who casually calls down lightning whenever he feels like it x a bottom who can do eight hundred different tricks with talismans

Coming next:

I Went to the UK to Be a Gigolo, but Lost My Memory

In short, it's a sweet story about a "I thought I loved you, but it turns out I only loved your money" chase-you-to-the-crematorium romance.

Brooding, obsessive top x gigolo bottom who was sweet-tongued and softhearted before losing his memory, but becomes sharp-tongued and hardhearted afterward | Size difference

Bosses, you won't regret investing!

Theme: The truth may not bring justice, but it is the path to justice