Xie Huang was an utterly ordinary college student. One perfectly ordinary day, he went out to buy perfectly ordinary ingredients for the elderly residents of a nursing home. When he returned, he discovered that the nursing home was gone.
He stared at the ruins and slowly lowered the basket of vegetables in his hands.
...What the heck?
Hey, yes, I'm talking to you, the one standing two hundred meters away. What the heck are you?
Xie Huang went closer to take a look. It was the spirit of the nursing home's director.
The director was overjoyed to see Xie Huang. He taught him the most powerful necromancy, then cheerfully told him:
Congratulations, Xie Huang. As the only survivor, you've become a key figure in our Necromancer Hall.
Which means you're being hunted.
Xie Huang: What Necromancer Hall? Wasn't this a nursing home?
Xie Huang: I'm just a college student trying to earn volunteer hours, okay?!
With no time to react, Xie Huang tearfully set off on the path to becoming stronger.
To improve his chances of survival as quickly as possible, Xie Huang decided to recruit the first ghost he encountered as a fighter.
One dark and windy night, Xie Huang couldn't sleep. He turned his head and came face-to-face with a ghost!
"Wow, that's a lot of resentment. You must have died feeling pretty wronged, huh?"
The agent froze. What resentment? The resentment left behind by the mutants he killed?
He narrowed his eyes, unable to figure out what Xie Huang was playing at with death staring him in the face. He had planned to slit the boy's throat and deliver his head to his superiors, but Xie Huang showed no fear. He took the agent's hand and slipped a bracelet onto his wrist.
"Here's the deal. Someone might try to kill me soon, so I'll give you a soul-sustaining stone to keep you in the mortal world. You protect me, and I'll keep you safe. How does that sound?" Xie Huang smiled, his eyes shining brilliantly in the dark. "Oh, right. I'm Xie Huang. What's your name?"
"...Ji Shi."
Ji Shi x Xie Huang
A devastatingly handsome, tragic agent x a little necromancer with a screw loose
Not long after, a colleague from Ji Shi's extermination agency called to check in.
"God Ji, what exactly are you doing? Why is this target so hard to take out?"
"Necromancers aren't mutants. We shouldn't kill them."
"...Well, you can come back, then. There's a long queue of jobs waiting. What are you doing now?"
"Xie Huang said he wants to eat noodles in clear broth, so I'm making the soup."
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Many years later, Xie Huang had become the city's guardian deity, and the assassin the director had mentioned still hadn't shown up.
Xie Huang lounged in Ji Shi's arms, idly playing with his long hair. "The director really went to any lengths to force me to improve. He made that whole thing up."
Ji Shi pressed his lips together and guiltily looked away. "...The director is bad."
Xie Huang stared at him. "Actually, people keep telling me you're the assassin who kills without blinking."
Ji Shi opened his mouth to explain, but whatever he said would sound feeble.
Xie Huang tilted his head and smiled. "You never blink. Don't your eyes get dry?"
// Urban fantasy and magic
// Sweet, feel-good fluff with mutual pampering
Theme: The world is strange, but we're adorable.
