◎ Main story is told in third person
On the day I was reborn, a once-in-a-century blizzard blanketed Mount Buzhou.
I looked at my beautiful human form. Clean and unblemished. Good.
I forgot to mention: I'm a thousand-year-old tanuki demon from Mount Buzhou, and I have nine lives.
My first eight lives all ended at the hands of the man standing before me.
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Holy monk, holy monk, you are the compassionate Buddha who saves all living beings.
Everyone believes in you, loves you, and admires you.
Now that you've become a Buddha, why have you come looking for me?
The way you held me and kissed me beneath the Bodhi tree, your eyes red, was truly laughable.
Did you think I was still that silly little thing who clung to you, stuck by your side, and was willing to offer myself up to help you become a Buddha?
Know your place.
In this new life, I want to go play in the glittering, decadent world of mortals.
I want to see the people you were willing to abandon me to save. I want to see them all fall for me, go mad for me, and grovel at my feet. Ha, love is nothing special after all.
But, holy monk...
Why does that poor little Daoist, who practices austerities in a dilapidated temple, save his only bowl of warm porridge for me?
Why does that young troublemaker from the marquis's manor blush and say he'll pass the imperial examinations for my sake?
Why does even that frail, blind young man in the Eastern Palace light a palace lantern every night and wait for me to return?
Holy monk, so this is what it feels like to be loved.
The human world is wonderful.
I won't love you anymore.
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In the twenty-fourth year of Tiancheng, on the day of the Eastern Palace's grand wedding, the pagoda that protected the nation came crashing down.
To their horror, the holy monk they worshipped and revered broke every one of his Buddhist prayer beads in front of countless people, and violated all five precepts.
He knelt amid the mortal world, letting desire tear his kasaya to shreds.
"You can only love me."
◎ A dark, wicked, irresistible beauty of a shou, with a hopelessly romantic heart but no weakness. He's a thousand-year-old tanuki demon, after all.
◎ A scum gong who lusts after the shou's body and dares to sleep with him but not love him. Still deciding whether to switch gongs. Come along if you dare.
◎ Some unhinged writing.
◎ Warning: The shou is not sexually pure and will have intimate relationships with other gongs.
◎ The tanuki demon is fictional, something between a fox and a cat, pure white from head to toe. Look into its eyes and your soul will fly away; drink its blood and desire will disappear; touch its body... tsk, tsk, you're done for~
◎ First draft of the blurb [November 12, 2022]
Theme: May there be peace in the world
