Mr. Monster, There's No Escape

[Unrestrained and sharp-tongued, a wealthy young master with a teasing streak as the bottom × Clingy and obsessive, a mad nonhuman as the top]

Yan Ziyu is a rich second-generation runaway. After coming out to his family, he ruthlessly spent his meager savings on a ridiculously cheap detached house.

But strange things kept happening as soon as he moved in.

At night, his tightly shut door would quietly crack open, as if someone were pushing it from the other side.

Every now and then, faint sounds of running water came from the basement. When he turned off the lights, it seemed as if someone were watching him for a long time through the gaping doorway...

*

At first, Yan Ziyu could put up with it. The housing market started crashing right after he bought the place.

With a mortgage to pay, there was no way he could sell the house.

The young master Yan, who had never lacked money, finally learned how miserable being broke could be. Compared to that, even a penniless ghost was nothing to fear.

So what if he had an invisible roommate?

Yan Ziyu didn't care! He'd always liked having company!

But things gradually began to spiral out of control.

The faint eyes that appeared in the fogged-up mirror while he showered, the bed and blankets that seemed ready to swallow him whole while he slept...

Yan Ziyu started having the same dream over and over: a shadow whose shape he couldn't make out wrapped around him and licked him, binding him in an intimate embrace he couldn't escape.

Every morning, his body felt numb and sore, as if it had been run over, and there were huge puddles of water on the bed.

Young Master Yan had never suffered such indignities, but he kept putting up with it. He'd just treat it like a free toy. Hahaha, ghosts and gods, whatever! He was getting the better deal!

But then the bizarre occurrences began to follow him outside the house.

He started occasionally seeing translucent figures walking down the street, and hearing whispers when he was alone...

And there was more!

One day on his way to work, an icy hand shoved him from behind straight into the traffic!

*

Darkness. The world spun.

At the moment death came, Yan Ziyu, who hadn't held out until his year-end bonus and had lost his perfect attendance record, finally broke down.

"Waaah! Waaah, Mom... I'm sorry!"

The last thread in Yan Ziyu's mind snapped. He'd had enough! He really couldn't take it anymore!

Damn this Earth Online!

The world was treating him so badly!

Yan Ziyu cried so hard he could barely catch his breath. He'd never date men again. He'd never run away from home again!

The outside world was just too awful!

He was going home! He'd apologize! Get engaged!

Live off someone else!

And then...

A cool, gentle kiss suddenly landed on Yan Ziyu's cheek, completely stunning the young master, who was sobbing his heart out.

A cool, soft tongue kissed him, wet and warm.

Yan Ziyu froze, his hair standing on end.

"Yan... Yan, don't cry, ba...by..."

The monster's voice was dry and its speech strange, as if it had only recently learned to talk. But its thick, clinging love and infatuation were almost spilling out.

Don't... be... sad...

A snake-like tail curled around Yan Ziyu's waist, slowly wrapping him tighter and drawing him completely into its arms.

Just before he lost consciousness, Yan Ziyu heard the monster sigh with contentment. "I... lo...ve you."

You can go to hell!

Yan Ziyu's last thought before passing out: Love you? My ass!

You'd better kill me outright. If I wake up, I'll kill you, you shameless creep!

*

[The top's mythological form is half snake, half human. In human form, he's an unbelievably handsome man, so beautiful he seems nonhuman, the kind of beauty that makes your sanity plummet. After all, a husband's beauty is his wife's glory. (?)]

[The top isn't a pervert and doesn't deliberately bully his wife. He wasn't the one who pushed the bottom, either. But the top is a total stalker, a total stalker, a total stalker. That's important, so it bears repeating three times. He has no sense of human morality, and his wife will have to teach him little by little. But he's not a bad guy.]

[The little couple are devoted to each other, body and soul, with no one else. A bittersweet, healing story, written with total abandon and no regard for logic.]

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