The Star Peril Management Bureau's Irresistible Director

[This is an old 1v1 fluffy romance blurb. Once it's posted, I should be adding lots more men. There'll definitely be a fox guy, and maybe someone with a mechanical limb or an awakened android, too. (Hehe... The blurb still needs work, but feel free to bookmark it if you're interested! - 24.11.14]

Question: What's it like to wake up, transmigrate to the interstellar age, and find yourself in a high-risk job?

You Sumi: Thanks for asking. I'm lying flat.

The Interstellar Crisis Management Department handles crises of all sizes across the stars, plugging gaps and fixing problems. It might do something as small as helping Madam Lin next door find her cat, or as big as capturing an escaped, highly intelligent fusion experiment.

Put nicely, it's an all-purpose department. Put less nicely, it's a brick: wherever it's needed, it gets hauled over.

As a pure support type with the most enemies, the most dangerous circumstances, a department-head title, and absolutely no combat ability, You Sumi quickly gives up.

Dead sooner or later, so she might as well enjoy each day.

The dream of this lazy fish is to have a car and a home, and to embrace lots of handsome men.

As department head, she lives in a luxurious suite and travels by interstellar airship. She already has a car and a home, so she's only one step away from her dream.

But before she can pick out a handsome man, You Sumi is assigned a highest-risk mission: capture the SSS-rank, twice-fused escaped experiment, Dog Scorpion.

Skyscrapers collapse in an instant. Rubble covers the ground, and the roar is deafening. A huge, pitch-black scorpion tail glints with a sharp, cold light. A surging force, wrapped in the shadow of death, draws closer.

You Sumi: It's over. I'm going to die!

The next second, she catches sight of a beautiful young man slowly emerging through the swirling dust.

His skin is as fair as jade, his red lips are slightly pursed, and a pair of fluffy dog ears poke out from under his black hoodie. His eyes are clear and full of curiosity.

You Sumi: I'm done for. He's so handsome I'm dying!

He's exactly her type!

No one knows what happened during the disturbance. When the dust settles, the security personnel see their department head, whom they thought had died, enthusiastically holding the hand of the highest-risk mission target, her face full of hope.

"Would you marry me?"

The young man tilts his head, not understanding. "Marry... you?"

You Sumi coaxes him gently. "It means you'll belong only to me from now on. And of course, I'll belong only to you!"

Her blood smells so sweet. He should be the only one allowed to have it.

Dog Scorpion nods, his smile clear and bright. "Sure."

A not-quite-right-in-the-head, pleasure-seeking, lazy-fish heroine × a male lead who looks innocent but is naturally dark

A fantasy born from personal tastes. I'm saving it for now. Not a purely nonhuman romance: the male lead is a humanoid experiment who can change forms but can also keep his human form, depending on his mood.

Archived 22.10.4

Theme: Love yourself well.