Beika Town's First Kindergarten

Sitting at home, he got blamed out of nowhere.

Fanfic author Liang Qiu was happily staying home when a childish kindergarten management System suddenly dropped into his lap. The task was simple: go raise some children.

If he didn't do a good job, it would delete the 1,000,000-plus words of fanfiction he'd written and the 100-plus fan art pieces he'd drawn.

Liang Qiu: "??? That's going too far, burning down someone's stockpile of fanworks!"

Bracing himself, though very unwillingly, Liang Qiu accepted the task and headed to the kindergarten. As soon as he walked in, he ran into a scruffy, middle-aged man.

The man said he was the school nurse. After staring at Liang Qiu for a while, he gave a snicker and pulled out a girl's dress. "Teacher Liang Qiu, why don't you change into your uniform first~"

Liang Qiu's eyes widened in shock. Without a word, he slapped the man into the wall.

The man shrank on the spot, instantly turning into a tiny little dumpling that floated down from the wall.

Liang Qiu: "..."

Oh, he's a kid. In that case, never mind.

On the first day of school, the System sent Liang Qiu to the Beika Town amusement park to pick up his first child.

When he got there, a cool-looking little curly-haired boy in a suit and sunglasses stood before him with his hands on his hips. In a babyish voice, he said, "Hey, are you Teacher Liang Qiu?!"

Liang Qiu... Liang Qiu's heart melted.

He tenderly picked up the little curly-haired boy, then suddenly noticed a pair of chubby little wings on his back.

Liang Qiu: "??"

Does this kindergarten take angel babies too?

Not just angels. This kindergarten takes every kind of little one. They're all adorable, and there's a huge variety.

A sweet little boy with cat-like eyes;

A highly perceptive little one with one white wing and one black wing;

A responsible little one who already has the makings of a leader at such a young age;

A black cat cub who likes to wear a red scarf and is covered in bandages;

A little demon who likes to bully the red-scarfed one and tell lies...

Overwhelmed with the urge to dote on them, Liang Qiu quietly picked up his paintbrush.

As the tasks were completed, the little ones' wings gradually disappeared, and Liang Qiu finally figured out where they came from.

They weren't the babies of angels or demons at all, but fragments of souls.

Liang Qiu: "…"

Liang Qiu was shocked for a moment, then chose to ignore it. Later, while gathering material at the police headquarters, he happened to see a familiar face in an old newspaper.

He quietly slipped the newspaper back where he found it and studied the little curly-haired boy in the picture again and again.

Finally, he swore on his dignity as an artist: the police officer in that newspaper was definitely his little curly-haired boy!

PS: No romantic pairing.

I spent all of last year slacking off. This year, I'll do my best to finish this story in one year.

Theme: Stay focused on your goals and never give up hope