The Love-Brain Virus

[You are a pathogen. Anyone who has come into contact with you will contract a virus. As time passes, it will progress to its terminal stage, causing an intense urge to enter into a romantic relationship with you.] [Transmission routes include sound, breath, and related audio and visual media. Please take care of your personal belongings and pay attention to your safety.] … Chi Li’s passive skill is called [Love-Brain Virus], but it has a side effect. He triggered the skill during a raid on an illegal prostitution ring, and then the side effect kicked in. “I’m hiding a weapon on me? How could that be?” The man wore nothing but a bathrobe, his tone teasing. “Officer, if you insist, why don’t you come and check for yourself?” He meant to scare the other man off, but Chi Li had already lost his mind. His head was full of “big and thick,” his eyes were glued to the sight before him, and he covered his mouth with a loud “slurp.” Fuck, he’s so damn hot. I’d hit that. “C-can I?” He looked as honest and guileless as could be. Man: …? He had no idea how to respond. He didn’t know he’d contracted an incurable disease. The virus would gradually erode his brain, and no medicine could save him. … [The zombie ate your brain, chewed it, then spat it out, saying, “Yue, this one’s way too spicy.”] [You say that’s because you’ve tasted all the bitterness of love.] [Ah, love! Truly, an incurable disease that defies explanation!] [Even if you cover your mouth, your pants twist around and escape from your crotch.] “Shut up!! What kind of nonsense are you saying inside someone else’s head?!” Chi Li shouted. “Look on the bright side. Anyone else who drew your skill would be laughing their head off.” The System gloated. “It just means that in addition to people, you’re also kind of into things that aren’t people.” And there’s just a tiny side effect: when he sees someone good-looking, he wants to kiss and hug them and can’t move away. He just becomes a lovesick idiot, that’s all. There are even a bunch of people in the forum messaging him to ask, “How do I make the boss go easy on me by saying three sentences?” Now that his head has cleared, Chi Li slowly falls apart. How can anyone not go crazy? We’re all just holding on. [This book will be available for purchase on May 25. Thanks, everyone, and I hope you’ll continue to support it!] Reader’s Guide: 1. Infinite-flow story, with a love interest who isn’t human. Almost no NPCs are normal. 2. It’s a fragmented-soul story, with a one-on-one ending. He’s focused on clearing the game, but is forced to be a playboy, and there are love rivals everywhere. 3. I’m trying to make it funny, but if it isn’t, there’s not much I can do. Please add my next story to your want-to-read list "Hello, Please Don’t Be a Dog" Tai Lang’s classmate drops off some study materials for him. The next day, he says, “Your roommate seems really weird.” Tai Lang says he doesn’t have a roommate, so his classmate advises him to move. When his classmate visits his new place, he turns around and says Tai Lang’s landlord seems weird too. Tai Lang thinks weird is good, because he’s about to get killed. That’ll kick off a passionate romance between his classmate and the landlord, and he’ll be happily written out of the story. But the landlord shows no sign of wanting to kill him and does whatever he asks. If Tai Lang goes a day without making a request, the man goes crazy. The plot really is getting weird. Tai Lang grits his teeth. “Stop throwing a tantrum here.” … Tai Lang and the amnesiac man he found and carefully looked after for a year become lovers. Six months after they make their relationship official, the man disappears. A few months later, Tai Lang sees a news report on TV about the man, now an heir to a powerful conglomerate, getting engaged to someone else. The man has regained his memories and forgotten Tai Lang. He draws a clear line between them and throws money in Tai Lang’s face. Tai Lang follows the script and fake-cries for two days. From then on, he becomes a major factor in the man’s passionate romance with his fiancé, and he happily gets ready to clock out. But the man, who he hasn’t seen in over half a year, suddenly shows up at his door. It’s as if he has developed some unspeakable addiction. Instinct torments his body, shreds his mind, and crushes his reason. Happiness and pain split him in two. Without the man’s affection, his body and heart itch and ache as if ants are crawling all over him. Tai Lang: How did it come to this? Can’t he take some traditional medicine to get his body back in balance? … Tai Lang has learned his lesson. The pay is a little lower, but at least he gets to keep it. This time, all he has to do is wait for the real young master, who was switched at birth and raised in his place, to show up and kick him out. He viciously insults the real young master, but to his surprise, the guy isn’t angry at all. The more Tai Lang insults him, the happier and more excited he gets. “Insult me again,” the young master begs earnestly. Tai Lang breaks down. For fuck’s sake, why are there so many dogs?! And it’s not just that they’re dogs. They aren’t even human!! Reader’s Guide: 1. My personal kinks: nonhumans, big breasts, and self-sacrifice. Anyone get it? If you do, we’re sisters born to different mothers and fathers. 2. Fragmented souls, one-on-one ending. Check out my completed story, [A Harem of Nonhuman Admirers], on my profile Theme: Stay true to what you love.