At first, everyone who entered the mirror thought You Ze was a lunatic: an arrogant madman who ignored the usual methods of solving cases and catching the culprit. In the mirror, a lunatic like him would be nothing more than an appetizer for the real killer.
Everyone waited for the arrogant big shot You Ze to die dramatically at the start. Instead, with a slow-motion flourish of his left and right hands, You Ze pinned the real killer down and rubbed his face in the dirt.
Everyone: ...
Holy crap! He's the real deal!
The real killer: ...
This is so damn ridiculous!
You Ze, the strongest real killer in the mirror, once stabbed some unlucky guy to death in a safe house out of sheer curiosity. From that moment on, he went down the point-of-no-return path known as the "Rules."
Not only does he have to help that unlucky guy fight monsters, level up, and get his original body back, he also has to "give up" an arm, offering his left hand as a place for the guy to reside.
Afterward, he regretted it immensely. This wasn't just about sacrificing a left hand. That unlucky guy wanted to take over his entire body!
After they'd known each other for a while, one morning...
The great You Ze wakes from a good night's sleep. His eyes open, his brows furrow, and he abruptly throws back the covers. His gaze drops to a certain spot. His left hand is "thoughtfully" protecting it for him.
You Ze's face darkens. "...Looking to die this early in the morning?"
His left hand pauses for a moment, then casually slips out from under his thin waistband. Its fingertip deliberately brushes over his warm skin, tracing a message across his lower abdomen: The little guy's looking pretty lively.
The little guy?!
A vein throbs at You Ze's temple. "Pei Du, I'll f***ing, "
The great You Ze reaches for the dagger at his waist and arches up, intent on chopping off his hand. But his left hand moves faster. Its index finger presses against his thin lips, and it pins him down on the bed.
As the fingertip touches his lips, a man's voice rings in You Ze's mind, low and sexy, slightly hoarse and teasing: I don't have a brother. Why don't you do me instead?
The great You Ze's face turns bright red, and he loses the ability to speak. "...Damn!"
Couple: A domineering, jealous, shameless old flirt with maxed-out strength and intelligence as the top x a short-tempered, tsundere bottom who can blow up the heavens and earth and has maxed-out strength and intelligence.
Reader's note: The top has no body at first and resides in the bottom's left hand, but that doesn't stop him from flirting. He gets his body back midway through and then uses it to tease the bottom relentlessly.
There isn't much romance. The plot is the main focus.
The main characters' values don't represent the author's, and there's no need to scrutinize the logic.
If it's not for you, please don't leave harsh comments. Maybe we'll meet again another time.
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Theme: The left hand is quicker than the right.
