The Insectoid Seven-Year Itch

[Sweet Romance! Mutual Devotion! No Female Slaves!] [The neighboring novel, “A Physique That Turns the World Upside Down (Quick Transmigration),” is complete!] When Su Yu woke up, Blue Star civilization had already leaped into the fourth dimension, but the soul of this Blue Star native had been reborn as a noble male in insectoid civilization. In insectoid civilization, males are few and females are many. Male insects are granted the privilege of “divorcing once every seven years.” Many males take this opportunity to become scumbags and masters of time management. But Su Yu, whose soul came from Blue Star, had never taken that privilege seriously. He and his Ice-Sheathed Insect female consort had been deeply in love for seven years. Like his surname, Han Yan, the Ice-Sheathed Insect was cold and hard in the eyes of outsiders, yet he gave Su Yu everything he asked for. Su Yu was very satisfied. But as their wedding anniversary approached, something seemed off: When he got up in the morning, breakfast was there, but his consort was nowhere to be seen. When he came home in the evening, his consort was still nowhere to be seen, supposedly working overtime. A fashion magazine he had never seen before had appeared in the study. The androgynous male on the cover was impossibly charming. Worst of all, his consort had stopped finishing the meals his male spouse made with love! At the same time, Su Yu, who worked as an appraiser of Blue Star relics, discovered a video camera. In the footage, his female consort admitted that he once had a secret crush on someone with golden hair and golden eyes! Su Yu touched his own black hair and thought, How could I possibly put up with this? He rushed to the basement his military female consort had secretly rented and saw a scene that set his blood racing... In short, the next day, Han Yan Nolan, “Death Lieutenant Colonel” and Berserker, rubbed his aching waist with a blank expression and threw out every fashion magazine. “You reap what you sow!” Anyone who had ever met Han Yan Nolan would immediately realize that his titles of “Berserker” and “Death Lieutenant Colonel” were well deserved. Tall and resolute, he exuded an oppressive presence just by standing there. He was like a rocky peak eternally covered in snow. He was the very embodiment of a military female: the spear and shield of his people, the bulwark defending the Chaotic Sea. No one knew that this man would secretly spend all his post-marital allowance on renting an entire row of freezers, just to store box after box of half-eaten “meals made with love.” That is, until the male spouse who had made those meals burst into the basement. Warm, straightforward pursuer x Purehearted, restrained pursued One-on-one, mutual devotion, sweet A note for readers: I’ve made a few changes to the insectoid world. There are no female slaves! Females are the backbone of insectoid society, while males are so rare that most have only heard of them, but never seen one! I won’t replace every instance of “person” with “insect.” There is no mental-power guidance in this setting. This is a sweet, slice-of-life story! Check out these upcoming novels: “My Vampire Best Friend Is a Demon Hunter” He is the king of the underworld, a man known as the “Scarlet Night King.” He controls the supply of every blood-based product in the barbecue and snack streets of Ketu City. The duck blood in duck blood vermicelli soup, the pork blood in spicy pork blood stew, even the blood sausage made from lamb’s blood, all come from his factory. With his fluffy hairstyle, trendy outfits, and sunglasses even in the dead of night, he is a vampire. And he was turned by accident when he was eighteen. His friend went abroad to study in order to save him, and has finally become a top-tier demon hunter. The moment they meet again, his best friend knocks him out with a chop to the back of the neck. When Su Mu wakes up, silver chains are wrapped around him. His demon-hunter best friend brushes back the hair at his neck and turns to reveal a sharply defined jawline. “Bite me.” “For the past five years, I’ve fasted, bathed, and kept myself pure, all so I could become the finest source of blood.” Su Mu: “...Don’t come any closer!” “I want spicy pork blood stew! And bring me three bowls of rice!” Evans trained hard from childhood and was considered a rising star among the new generation of demon hunters. That was until the day his friend was captured by vampires while protecting him, and he realized how weak and helpless he really was. The image of his bloodstained friend being carried away on a stretcher became his nightmare, and the reason he persevered through his training in the icy wilderness. A newly turned vampire needs strong restraints and plenty of nourishment. He would take responsibility for his friend. Who could have guessed that the moment he bared the side of his neck to his friend, the man would shout three times: “Spicy pork blood stew!” The chief demon hunter narrowed his eyes. “Who is that? Does he dare tempt my friend into depravity?” Later, a rival contaminated the blood supply at the processing plant, snickering, “This drug dissolves in water. Nobody will be able to smell it!” Su Mu sniffed. “What did you say?” A vampire criminal from another city sneaked into Ketu City. “The vampires in this territory are weak. I can do whatever I want!” The demon hunter drew the greatsword from his back. “What did you say?” Together, the couple keeps the neighborhood safe and peaceful. Optimistic, cheerful shopkeeper pursuer x Demon hunter who carries a heavy greatsword and is a doting wife “Crying as I Become a Pretty Face in the Apocalypse with Every Superpower” Everyone knows that the big shot at Base A keeps a useless pretty face. He really is useless, and he really is beautiful. While everyone in the apocalypse is covered in grime, he is like an immortal descended from the heavens, with ink-black hair, snow-white fingertips, and a faint fragrance about him. Others: kill zombies and fight for supplies. Him: arrange flowers and burn incense. Others: just give me a hot meal. Him: a healthy, balanced meal with meat and vegetables. Others: warm, durable clothes. Him: silk robes and jewelry. And yet he is unhappy every day because the big shot kidnapped him and brought him back. Some people seethe with jealousy: “He just saved the big shot once when he was young. What incredible luck!” Just wait until the big shot gets tired of him. Who knows how badly that delicate, soft skin will be mistreated! Then everyone waited and waited, until they heard that he had developed a vaccine and the big shot was carrying his baby. “!!!” In his previous life, Yin Tianshu had awakened every type of superpower in the apocalypse and worked like an ox for the base. He was horribly disfigured, and in the end, as expected... died a terrible death. After dying, he discovered he was the perfectly crafted white moonlight character in a novel, destined to be an experience package for the protagonist, who would later awaken all types of SSS-rank superpowers. Yin Tianshu: No, thank you. In this life, Yin Tianshu woke up again with all his superpowers. He touched his still-intact, stunning face and his enormous warehouse, and decided to lie flat. Relying on his knowledge of the future, he planned to head for a small mountain village that would eventually become the largest base, and live a carefree life. Along the way, he happened to take pity on a poor little thing buried beneath a mountain of corpses and rescued him. The poor little thing was deaf and blind. Yin Tianshu pretended that crystal cores were candy and fed them to him until he came of age. He grew up graceful and elegant, but later was poisoned and nearly wept as he begged Yin Tianshu to help him. After helping him, Yin Tianshu grew confused: Why does he look more and more like the cruel, ruthless half-zombie king, the novel’s ultimate villain? I’d better run. Later, the poor little thing opened his dark eyes and led a horde of zombies to break through the gates of a major base. “Brother, come home with me.” Carefree, stunning pursuer x Yandere, mad-dog pursued Extra scene: In the past, whenever Yin Tianshu finished a fight outside, he would wash his hands carefully before returning to see the poor little thing, smelling nice. Little did he know that the poor little thing had an exceptionally sharp sense of smell and had already caught the scent, imagining everything his brother had done for him. So, in the poor little thing’s mind, his brother simply had to smell nice. Later, the big shot at the base, a half-zombie king, finishes doing something bad outside and stands with one foot on a monster’s head. “My brother likes me clean, wearing a white shirt. My hands can’t get bloody, so could I ask you to go die on your own?” Younger brother: “Can you wear a silk cheongsam tonight, Brother? I want to see.” Yin Tianshu: “No.” Younger brother: “You’re so comfortable to hold when you wear a cheongsam.” Yin Tianshu: “No.” Younger brother: “I’ll be on the bottom tonight, Brother.” Yin Tianshu covers his reddened ears. “...Fine, then.” Later, after being kissed into a complete mess, Brother says, “You call that being on the bottom?” Theme: Love is not just words, but actions