The Underworld Messenger Wants to Quit Every Day

Seeing everyone's comments asking for updates made me cry for a while. In this vast sea of books, how lucky I am to have met you all. I'm doing a major revision of the entire book and building up a backlog of chapters, and I expect to resume updates at the end of the month. Thank you all again. Even though I'm someone who keeps going on hiatus and breaking promises, I haven't received a single complaint. I'm overwhelmed, and amazed by your immense patience and love. I have no way to repay you except to do my best to write a good story. Thank you all. I'll also be opening preorders for that other book at the same time. I can write novels again! Yes!!!

Preorder in my profile: I'm Going to Take You S-Rank Sentinels Down! A gorgeous, flirtatious, narcissistic Sentinel top x a fire-breathing, single-minded, dark-skinned Guide bottom. Please add it to your reading list!

Story blurb:

A beautiful, brooding, scheming top x a hot-tempered, world-weary, thick-headed, straight-man bottom

Zhou Ling was troubled every day.

Ever since the birth rate fell, the underworld had nearly been crammed full of souls waiting to be reincarnated. With everyone allowed to say just one sentence each, the underworld buzzed like a pile of firecrackers going off. Unable to bear the racket, the King of Hell waved his hand and said, "I'll set aside a special place for you! Go there and say whatever you want!"

The King of Hell said, "Zhou Ling, you're at the perfect age to go out and make your mark. The organization thinks highly of you, so we've decided to give you a chance to prove yourself. Here! You're in charge of this batch of souls! Make sure you do a good job :)"

Zhou Ling: "..."

"Director Zhou, I've run out of money. Could you arrange a dream visitation for me so I can ask my family to burn some money for me?"

Zhou Ling: "Sure, sure, sure."

"Director Zhou, I don't have any family who can burn money for me. Could you approve my application to set up a stall? I'll earn a little pocket money myself."

Zhou Ling: "All right, all right, all right."

"Director Zhou, something terrible has happened! A ghost took advantage of the chaos to escape and cause trouble. Hurry and catch it!"

Zhou Ling: "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm."

"Director Zhou, I've been dead for three years, and today is my child's one-month celebration. Could you arrange a home visit for me? I just want to see my wife and child. I absolutely won't cause any trouble!"

Zhou Ling: "...I can't keep doing this job!"

Zhou Ling ran back to the underworld and threw a tantrum, threatening to kill himself. Only then did the King of Hell assign him more staff. One of the new men had a pair of smiling, foxlike eyes, but whenever Zhou Ling caught him staring, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if something sinister were lurking there.

Everyone in Zhou Ling's office whispered that their new colleague was no ordinary person. His parents were a human and a ghost who'd had an affair, and he'd been dealt an unbelievable hand from the start: he was born with powerful magic and a golden finger. His mother died young, his father met a tragic end, and he grew up alone. There's no way someone this beautiful and tragic could be psychologically normal, or have an unwarped soul!

Colleague A, chomping on a French fry, grew more animated as he spoke: "And have you noticed? Although Chu Qingmei acts like a nice guy to everyone, he keeps staring at Director Zhou for no reason. Sometimes he doesn't hide it in time, and that creepy, sinister look of his is terrifying!"

Colleague B stuffed a handful of snacks into his mouth and chewed loudly. "Mm-hmm! I've seen it too! Director Zhou must have offended him somehow. He's using work as an excuse to get revenge. Oh, how are we supposed to live like this?"

Zhou Ling went out on a job with his new colleague and found him excellent in every way: capable, quick-witted, and clever. There was just one thing. Whenever he walked ahead of him, his butt felt like it was on fire, as if a hole were about to be burned through it.

Zhou Ling: "What are you staring at?"

Chu Qingmei: "Bro, you smell so good."

Zhou Ling: "We're colleagues. Can you stop pulling down my pants?"

One-on-one, both are each other's first, happy ending.

Preorder: I'm Going to Take You S-Rank Sentinels Down! Blurb:

Sentinel x Guide | Fake rivals to lovers | Chasing the love of your life | Younger top

A slick, flirtatious, narcissistic top x a fire-breathing, single-minded, dark-skinned bottom

Du Jianzhou couldn't understand why fate was playing such cruel tricks on him.

He'd been strong and sturdy since childhood, with more energy than he knew what to do with. He'd thought for sure he'd become a Sentinel, but when his spiritual form awakened, he turned out to be a Guide.

And a B-rank one, at that.

Du Jianzhou was devastated. From then on, he couldn't stand the sight of Sentinels! And now he even had to guide Sentinels who seemed inferior to him in every way, leaving him furious every day.

He had a childhood friend he'd secretly loved for over a decade. The other man was sweet, cute, pure, and kind. Du Jianzhou had kept his feelings hidden in his heart all this time. He never expected that his childhood friend would start writing about an S-rank Sentinel on his team over and over in his letters, with words full of admiration and envy.

Du Jianzhou couldn't sit still. He immediately piloted his spaceship toward the battlefield.

But Heaven's cruel joke didn't end there. His spaceship suddenly had an accident on the way, and while he was making repairs, he unexpectedly found an unconscious Sentinel by the roadside.

The man had rosy lips, white teeth, and delicate features like a doll's. His curly red hair, however, gave him a bold, carefree look that stood out at a glance.

Du Jianzhou hated Sentinels more than anything, but out of the kindness of his heart, he still brought the man aboard and carefully looked after him, thinking that as soon as he woke up, he'd throw him off the ship!

But the moment this butterfly-like Sentinel came to, his mental strength was so badly damaged that he pinned Du Jianzhou down and forced himself on him!

The next morning, Du Jianzhou sat by the window smoking and wondering how he would face his childhood friend. Meanwhile, the Sentinel pulled the blanket up to his shoulders like a little wife, tears welling in his eyes.

Mu Xun: "It was my first time. You have to take responsibility for me."

Du Jianzhou: "..."

This Sentinel stuck to him like glue and was fussy and demanding. One moment the bathwater was too hot, the next the food wasn't good enough. He made Du Jianzhou run around like a spinning top.

Du Jianzhou suppressed the urge to kill him several times before finally reaching the place where his childhood friend was stationed. But the moment his friend saw the S-rank Sentinel beside him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Childhood friend: "Oh, is this the Sentinel you keep telling me about? How did you two meet?"

Du Jianzhou covered his face and fell to his knees. Why was fate playing such cruel tricks on him?

Theme: Punish evil and promote good, uphold righteousness.