Have You Washed Your Tentacles Today? [Sentinel/Guide]

Xia Yunshu, a top-grade prisoner, was deported to the Imperial Capital Star six months ago. He was released on bail and assigned a marriage match.

At this very moment, he was deep in a narrow alley, disposing of a body and washing the blood off the tentacles of his spiritual form.

Easy enough!

He was just basking in his own cleverness when he looked up and came face-to-face with his spouse in name only, Pei Xu.

Xia Yunshu held up a jellyfish that was still dripping water and lowered his eyes in thought.

Behind him, several tentacles had tangled themselves into a knot, looking somewhat flustered.

There was only one thought in his mind: Good thing I got them clean.

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Pei Xu, an Imperial colonel and commander of the empire's sharpest fleet, the [Polaris] Fleet, claimed to be Xia Yunshu's matched partner.

A powerful, rigid, and absolute authority figure, his greatest daily mystery was why Xia Yunshu so often washed his tentacles. They sparkled and even had ribbons tied around them, making them impossible to ignore.

At this moment, he was on his way to deal with the matter of his younger brother's marriage under a false identity, only to run into his adorable, dazed wife at the entrance to a secluded alley.

The unanswered messages were still visible on his communicator:

Bro, when are you going to approve my return application?

The top guide is the uke (jellyfish) / the dark sentinel is the seme (black panther)

Calmly losing his mind / highly skilled at getting things done

#Don't even think about coming back#

#What do I do when my wife keeps making people cosplay as marionettes?#

P.S. Both leads are each other's only partner. The blurb has been revised, but the central hook remains unchanged.

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A preview of my upcoming novel: My Restless Wife

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A beautiful, frail wife x a gentle and refined patriarch at first, then a gloomy, possessive ghost of a man, an insanely jealous husband

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Wen Ming had a good husband, Zhong Jinxun, whom he had seduced with great effort.

Born into an old and prestigious family, Zhong Jinxun was gentle and mature, attentive to Wen Ming in every way. He was also exceptionally virile.

Sometimes, Wen Ming even found his desire frightening.

Unfortunately, their happiness did not last. This elegant, distinguished man of power died on their first wedding anniversary.

At the funeral, Wen Ming stood before the tombstone in a black suit, tears falling.

The shadows of the young heirs loomed behind him, clawing and snarling, making him seem all the more pitiful.

In his will, his husband had left him a substantial inheritance.

Wen Ming lifted his beautiful eyes and began looking for his next prey.

The Zhong family was a den of dragons and tigers. He had to attach himself to someone powerful enough, then survive on this vast fortune and influence.

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Wen Ming came home later and later.

Sometimes, he heard faint noises.

A window being gently pushed open, the bathroom light abruptly turning on, the coffee machine starting by itself...

Wen Ming knew Zhong Jinxun had come back.

What could a dead man do?

Right in front of her late husband, he crossed his slender, fair legs on the sofa and softened his voice as he called his lover.

In less than a minute, the call lost its signal.

After a brief flicker, every electronic device in the house began inexplicably playing all kinds of explicit footage, with immersive surround sound and incredibly clear details.

Wen Ming understood. He was warning him.

Don't go wandering around. Don't go seducing people.

He was dead, but that didn't mean he couldn't keep him in line.

For example, right now

"Baby."

"I know you can't stay at home, and that you're beautiful and deceitful."

"I want you alive, so I'll let you leave me for now."

But not for too long.

After all, you were the one who seduced me in the first place.

P.S.

1: This is my niche kink, written for myself. I don't accept plot-writing advice.

2: Both leads are each other's only partner. The uke has questionable morals, but the seme is even more devious.

3: If I say it's a pure romance, will you believe me, babies? Sob, crawls away.

Theme: Truth endures, and justice endures