The Imperial Marshal Steals My Fluff Every Day

Shen Yiran was transported into the body of a military academy student in the Interstellar Alliance.

His spirit form was a fluffy little ball, and every day it got him through his coursework by sneaking power from other spirit forms.

One day, it stole a bit of a tiger's whiskers. The next, it shaved some eagle talons. The day after that, it plucked a little lion fur.

Then one day, the little fluffball pounced on a powerful, beautiful merperson... and never came back.

Shen Yiran: "!! Get back here, kid! That's the Imperial Marshal!"

Imperial Marshal Ji Baicheng was iron-fisted and stern. Shen Yiran tried several times to call his spirit form back, but failed. Instead, through the little fluffball, he discovered the Marshal's secret: he could hear other people's thoughts.

Having learned too many classified secrets, Shen Yiran tried every trick in the book to avoid running into Ji Baicheng, lest the Marshal silence him for good.

But he still couldn't escape. At the academy's award ceremony, he ran straight into Ji Baicheng.

Shen Yiran: I'm doomed QAQ

After his secret was exposed, Shen Yiran was backed into a corner. Ji Baicheng's expression was icy as he said, "National secrets must not be leaked. Go to prison, or marry me and let me keep you under constant surveillance."

Shen Yiran: "...Honey!"

After they married, Shen Yiran was constantly on edge, afraid Ji Baicheng would get fed up with him, divorce him, and then kill him to keep him quiet.

But one year passed, then two... Shen Yiran clutched his aching lower back and exchanged teary-eyed looks with the little fluffball, who had been thoroughly played into a limp heap. We should just go to prison.

Ji Baicheng's mental power was so strong that he couldn't control his ability to hear people's thoughts. For decades, he hadn't had a single good night's sleep. Then a little fluffball appeared and successfully soothed his mental turmoil.

Ji Baicheng kept the little fluffball close, using it to follow the young man's daily life:

Strawberry cake is so good. I'm going to be a food critic!

That asteroid is so beautiful. I'm going to be a traveler!

Waaah, training is exhausting. I think I'll stick to being a dreamer.

Then, at the Interstellar Alliance Military Academy's award ceremony, the handsome young man looked pale as he screamed inwardly: It wasn't me! I didn't do it! I don't know anything! Aaaah, spare me, boss!

Ji Baicheng: Found him. He's mine :)

Saved on June 6, 2023.

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