After Being Haunted by a Sinister Spirit

My next novel will be "The Pretty Little Stutterer and His Number One Fan." If you like it, please show it some love and add it to your collection!

[Completed June 14]

Blurb:

Song Zhiyin killed the monster.

The world began to reshape itself from that moment, and he found himself in a parallel world. Here, there were no more monsters or Bureau.

Song Zhiyin was almost able to live a normal life.

Until a knock came at his door at four thirty in the morning.

A boy of about eight was so beautiful it was almost unreal. His dark eyes were fixed on Song Zhiyin, and a chill that had no place in the August heat clung to him.

"Big Brother, it's so cold outside. Can I come in?"

**

From then on, an inescapable shadow followed Song Zhiyin.

It often stood at his bedside when he woke, staring at his face, his hands, his feet, everything he left uncovered.

At the same time, the monster came to him more and more often in his dreams.

A familiar, slick sensation consumed him, inside and out, until nothing was left.

Song Zhiyin woke with his waist aching, barely able to tell dream from reality.

Until one day, the face standing beside his bed became one with the monster's.

"Big Brother, aren't you happy to see me grow up?"

The boy grew far faster than Song Zhiyin could have imagined. In just three months, he was already half a head taller than Song Zhiyin.

But he didn't seem to remember anything from his previous life. Song Zhiyin would simply have to teach him again the things he had taught the monster.

Like kissing. Like xx.

Just as Song Zhiyin had grown used to this life and accepted the existence of You Shi, darkness fell once more.

"My Ah Yin, don't you think it's a little late to start running now?" You Shi, now remembering everything, pinned him in a corner with a sinister smile.

Song Zhiyin was forced to lift his head. Suddenly, he remembered:

How he had once writhed beneath You Shi, and how he had personally killed him in the throes of passion.

Song Zhiyin closed his eyes and waited for death, but instead he felt something hard and cold.

You Shi lifted his clothes, the tip of his tail roaming over his stomach.

"There's our child in here. How could I bear to kill you, Big Brother?" he said with a cruel smile.

"Impossible!" Song Zhiyin cried, his eyes flying open. He could barely force the words out through clenched teeth.

In that world, You Shi had taken him day and night, and only then had that one seed been left in the belly of a man like him.

Just then, Song Zhiyin felt the seed that had been dormant begin to move.

(There is no pregnancy in the main story. The extras will include various alternate timelines, some with pregnancy.)

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"The Pretty Little Stutterer and His Number One Fan"

Qi Sui was a small-time streamer infamous for his attitude and the way he pulled faces at people.

Other streamers danced and sang for their livestreams. He stood there with a cold expression from start to finish.

Reading his fans' "enthusiastic" comments, he answered with just a few precious words:

"Okay."

"Want."

Fan: "Want what?"

Him: "Want you to send me a sports car."

But really, he was simply too goofy when he smiled, ruining his image, so his agency had forbidden him from smiling for the camera.

And he wasn't quiet to maintain his image, either. He started stuttering if he said more than six words.

Unfortunately, his top fan was so generous that the agency told him to meet them while keeping up his image.

Qi Sui assumed the top fan, "Sui Sui Is Number One in the World," with her cute avatar was a girl. So when he saw a tall, broad-shouldered man who looked at least six feet tall sitting in the reserved seat, he lost his nerve.

"B-b-bro..."

Song Jing's work was interrupted. He closed his laptop and looked up displeased at the man who had sat down across from him without permission, wearing a pure white shirt and quietly mumbling something about "bro."

"Hello, Big Brother." Qi Sui finally managed to get the word out, then nervously took a sip of the coffee in front of him.

Song Jing had only heard "Big Brother." He froze for a moment, then looked coldly at Qi Sui, whose cheeks were red and whose eyes couldn't focus. "Hello. You just drank my coffee."

Qi Sui thought he'd botched the whole thing, but he didn't expect another chance to make things right to come so soon.

At a business event arranged by the agency, Qi Sui ran into his top fan again.

"What a coincidence... glug glug." Qi Sui swam from one end of the hot spring to the other, already thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

Song Jing was enjoying a rare break when a familiar yet unexpected voice shattered his peace.

He watched Qi Sui slip into the water, leaving only his eyes above the surface, his fluffy head like a soaked puppy's.

"B-bro." This time Qi Sui managed to say the word in full, then continued, "You're so b-big... b-b-b-b..."

Song Jing followed Qi Sui's gaze, his expression darkening. He pressed Qi Sui's head underwater, then turned and left.

Qi Sui: "Generous... glug glug glug..."

**

Song Qinghe noticed that her big brother had been acting strangely lately. He kept confiscating her phone, and he was always grinning foolishly at his own.

Afraid that someone was taking advantage of him for his money or his body, Song Qinghe decided to track down that little vixen before anyone else did.

The good news: It wasn't a vixen, but a man.

The bad news: It wasn't just any man, but her precious, most adorable Sui Sui!

The nth time she saw the streamer she adored come out of Song Jing's room clutching his butt, Song Qinghe felt like the sky had fallen. Her secret treasure had been snatched away right in front of her!

After Song Jing used his power to bed a certain little streamer, he planned to help him overcome his stutter.

But that flaw was especially adorable at night.

"Do you want to keep going?" Song Jing asked, panting heavily as he leaned close to Qi Sui's ear.

Qi Sui covered his face with his hand. His exposed eyes were impossibly moist. "N-no..."

"Are you asking me to stop?" Song Jing asked with a wicked smile.

Qi Sui was still answering the first question: "Don't..." stop.

Song Jing heard the answer he wanted and kissed him. "Okay, then we won't stop."

Theme: With you, anywhere is paradise.