Don't Mess with the Fierce Little Cat

Everyone knows that the two werewolves at Shengyang High, the wildly popular school heartthrob and the school bully who can't stand him, are the most dazzling sight on campus.

One is the refined and gentle Li Jingyu, warm as jade; the other is the arrogant and obnoxious Gu Kai, mean as a dog.

They clash at every turn, trading barbs and wishing the other would die sooner rather than later, so he could come back as a bona fide dog in his next life.

Only Gu Kai knows his own deeply buried secret. Every day at seven on the dot, he passes out, then wakes up as Li Jingyu's cat.

The campus heartthrob Li Jingyu, who seems as gentle as a spring breeze at school, is actually a haughty, untouchable street boss in private, looking down on all the punks and gangsters through narrowed eyes.

When he purses his lips and smiles, Gu Kai can't even manage a meow.

Before Gu Kai's secret is exposed,

Gu Kai mocks Li Jingyu, who pretends to be a well-behaved student around him.

But after Gu Kai's secret is exposed,

Gu Kai, who has no heart where money is concerned, is forced to become Li Jingyu's "personal" chef.

A job that pays ten thousand a month just to make dinner is impossible to find, even with a lantern. The only catch, aside from the boss's bizarre, idiotic demands, is that he has to wear cat ears and a tail while working.

Of course, Gu Kai negotiated that himself. Li Jingyu's original, perverted demands were as follows:

Li Jingyu: "Those cat ears look good today. Your tail's pretty perky, too."

Gu Kai: "..."

Li Jingyu: "I want to see you in a maid outfit."

Gu Kai: "Go look at your mom!"

Li Jingyu: "I want to see..."

Gu Kai: "You'd better say something that sounds like human speech."

Li Jingyu: "I want to see you wearing nothing but an apron."

Gu Kai: "..."

Help, what do I do when my deskmate is a secret pervert?

Later...

Help, what do I do when my boyfriend is an actual pervert?

[Mutual salvation]

[Haughty, proud rich-boy seme x brazen, free-spirited puppy-like uke]

[A clichéd, melodramatic school serial straight out of an eight o'clock soap opera. A serious school story. Utter silliness at first, possibly melodramatic silliness later.]

[WARNING!]

Let me make this clear:

1. The blurb is sweet, and the jokes are sweet, but this is not a sweet romance. It's serious fiction, serious fiction, serious fiction!

2. Realistic, realistic, realistic: a little angsty, but the overall tone is about healing, with a light and serious mood.

4. Updates are really, really, really slow because I type at the speed of an old person, and I also revise carefully. I'll compress the timeline and try to update every other day.

5. Find the ③!!!

6. The author has a terrible habit of writing ensemble casts. Don't be surprised if a side character gets a lot of attention now and then. It's because this little side character is adorable, and I want to write about him.

7. I'm practicing pacing. To put it nicely, my style is very, very, very, very, very, very detailed. To put it less nicely, it's a bit of a diary, so I'm working on the pacing.

8. This book has no secondary couple. I wanted to write Wanwan, but my friends said he was too much of a passerby. Damn it, I'll write him in my next book!

9. I'll try to finish within 200,000 words. It looks like a long novel because my writing is so meandering, so I'm working on pacing. I love a slow burn, and I want to write every change in every feeling, at every moment, because emotions don't come out of nowhere. But I need to work on pacing.

10. Practicing pacing is so painful.

[Mutual salvation]

[Haughty rich-boy seme x free-spirited puppy-like uke]

[A clichéd, melodramatic school serial straight out of an eight o'clock soap opera. A serious school story.]

[Let me make this clear! It's really cheesy and melodramatic!]

2021/1/27

Coming soon: Next door!

[HIGHLY VISIBLE] [Historical fantasy] [My take on xianxia] [A homespun, story-driven tale]

I Adopted the Righteous Paragon Who Stood in the Way of My Conquest of the World

When the demon lord Lin An, who had been pierced through the heart by an arrow in his previous life and tormented by a soul-locking bone chain for nearly a century, was reborn, the first thing he did upon opening his eyes was...

Look for his nemesis, whom he'd spent nearly two months searching for.

To make sure everything goes your way, you have to root out the problem completely.

To finish the ambition that the righteous sects had thwarted halfway through in his previous life, Lin An decides to strike first and snuff out this so-called paragon of righteousness in his cradle.

So, on the final day of those full two months, Lin An finally finds his nemesis, Ji Cheng, in a forgotten corner of Wujicheng.

In his previous life, Ji Cheng was a dazzling, accomplished prodigy destined to become an immortal. Now, however, he is no cold-blooded madman, and he shows none of the qualities of an emotionless sword cultivator.

Because he is still just a boy, a little kid whose ragged clothes barely cover his ankles.

In Wujicheng, where snow falls through every season and the cold bites like a cellar, the future immortal of five hundred years later is curled up with purplish, frostbitten feet, lying on a straw mat buried under the snow.

Lin An stands at the mouth of the alley, his feet stopping short. His hands, which he'd been rubbing together to warm them, slowly grow cold in the lightless alley. He watches the dying boy with cold eyes for a long time, then turns around.

"If I don't kill him, he won't survive the day anyway."

But just as he lifts his leg, someone grabs his hem.

Lin An turns back. A miniature Ji Cheng, pale-lipped and bewildered, clutches his hem with all his might, as though holding on to a lifeline. His voice is barely a whisper, hoarse and childish:

"Don't go."

Lin An never takes that step. He doesn't walk away, and for the rest of his life, the next life, and every life after that, he can never take that step and leave again.

*

Everyone says that Ji Cheng, eldest disciple of Chunyuangong, came from Wujicheng and was a dazzling genius from childhood, the most outstanding person of his generation and the most likely to attain immortality.

But no one knows what Ji Cheng went through before becoming that dazzling genius.

Five hundred years ago, the Ji family's powerful backer in the capital fell. Overnight, the Ji family, whom countless newly rich families in Wujicheng had courted, collapsed like a toppled tree, leaving its monkeys to scatter.

And the carefree young master, who used to swing his feet in the corridor, reading and enjoying the breeze, went from a heaven-blessed prodigy to the son of a disgraced official in a single night.

Ji Cheng doesn't know what he did in those years just to survive.

On the day he nearly died, he grabbed someone's hem. He can never remember what that person looked like.

Until, years later, when he accompanied his master to hunt down the leader of the demonic cultivators, he saw the so-called demon lord. His ink-black hair stood out sharply, and beneath it, his face was marked only by pitch-black eyes and bright red blood spilling from the corner of his lips.

He lazily and indifferently wiped the blood from his mouth, then smiled and cursed Ji Cheng's master: "You old bastard, bringing an army to bully me!"

In an instant, Ji Cheng remembered the person who had taught him techniques and fed him in Wujicheng. He remembered that face, too.

Then he captured that person.

With his own hands, he bound him with a soul-locking bone chain and imprisoned him in Chunyang Palace's dungeon.

He had practiced the merciless sword path for nearly five hundred years, but the instant he saw that person, his path was broken.

Then, on the night he discovered that person dead in the dungeon, he opened his eyes five hundred years earlier.

And grabbed the hem of the person who should have saved him, but had turned to leave.

"Don't go."

He begged in a hoarse voice, eyes red.

I'm indulging myself here, writing what I want to read.

A growing-up romance, hehe.

Neither the seme nor the uke is a good person. I don't care, the demon lord has to be the uke.

2023.3.1

Theme: Even when life is difficult and disappointing, someone will come for you. You are one of a kind, always, my dear.