Pounced on by the Tree I Raised Myself

*A combat officer uke with a pretty face but a fearsome fighting style x an other-species seme who acts cute in a small form and gets forceful in a big one.

Outside the shelters, there is a type of low-level mutated creature that cannot attack at all and comes in all sorts of adorable shapes. For a time, they became the most popular products in the Tower District.

Ji Ming happened to get one. It seemed to have mutated from a tree. At first, it was just a tiny ball, wrapping its anxious self in countless branches and leaves. A pair of wary eyes peered out from behind the withered yellow leaves.

Ji Ming stared at its nearly wilted leaves and said, "Come here. I'll give you some nutrient solution."

Ji Ming took it upon himself to be the little one's guardian. It was good and obedient, and liked to wrap its tendrils around his fingers. When it was happy, little white flowers would bloom on its head.

Until one day, Ji Ming saw with his own eyes as his little tree crushed someone's head with its bare hands.

Ji Ming suspected he'd given it too much nutrient solution and raised his adorable little tree into a high-level mutated creature.

Later, when he was badly injured and weak, those coarse branches wrapped around his waist without asking, tracing each of the scars he'd accumulated over the years.

The once adorable and delicate little tree was now lush with branches and leaves. It no longer wrapped around his fingers, but instead wound around other places, then told him in a slow, deep voice:

"Now it's my turn to give you some nutrient solution, Guardian."

Ji Ming didn't dare ask: Is this nutrient solution of yours really proper?

Lin Guang (pronounced like "same light") grew up in the most heavily polluted part of the contamination zone. The contaminants feared by humanity were his most precious nourishment.

In his dull life, he once saw someone bury a corpse beneath his roots and sing a gentle song, like some kind of ancient ritual.

The corpse became his nourishment, and that person invaded his memories.

He wanted to find him.

(Struck through) Ravish him.

[Lin Guang: (smiling) You're responsible for raising me, you know.]

*Heh heh heh, Ji Ming is the uke. Didn't see that coming, did you? (`Δ?)

Have a taste of this: a combat team captain who's imposing in public, can fight on the battlefield, and can cook in the kitchen, but in private gets tied up and thoroughly ravished by the little tree he raised himself, all the while thinking he gave it too much nutrient solution and feeling guilty.

Theme: Stay positive in adversity and overcome difficulties.