I Woke Up and Transmigrated Into the World of My Abandoned Draft

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Black Sparrow x Hua Zimo

Hua Zimo transmigrated in a dream. When he woke up, he saw a monster that looked like an uninked sketch, hopping steadily toward him.

System: Welcome to [Sketch Village]!

He was so frightened that he fainted. Before passing out, he thought:

I'd wished to go to the world of anime, but not this kind of anime world!

As soon as he woke up, he found that the unreliable System had dumped him into a cool guy's room. A mission popped up on the System screen with a ding.

[Main Quest: Save Black Sparrow]

Hua Zimo: Who's Black Sparrow?

The cool guy stared at him expressionlessly and said slowly:

"Me."

Black Sparrow didn't show much emotion, but he was kindhearted. His moving hair, like a puppy's tail, always gave away how he felt.

On the very first day they met, kindhearted Black Sparrow carried Hua Zimo, who didn't know his way around, all the way to the cafeteria. The moment they arrived, Hua Zimo was frightened again.

"Y-your lines are sticking out! They snagged me!" A sketch person in modern clothes shouted as he ran. A line at his waist hadn't been closed, so his whole body had been stretched into a ninety-degree angle.

...What is this, the world of Ma Liang the Magic Brush?

Black Sparrow had spent countless bewildered, tedious nights with all his memories gone. Then one day, a creature just like him, a human, appeared out of nowhere and fell onto the floor of his room.

The human was gentle. He used a paintbrush, the sort only humans could use, to mend Black Sparrow's damaged wings. He also helped repair the sketch villagers' limbs, which often fell off because they hadn't been inked in.

Whenever Hua Zimo painted, Black Sparrow would turn into a round little black bird and perch on his head or shoulder, watching him. First he was curious, then he wanted to get closer, and then he simply fell in love.

I want to be his friend, Black Sparrow thought.

Their fates were bound together by the System. After they fought their way through one challenge after another and reached Line Art City, Black Sparrow suddenly realized that he had developed a strange possessiveness toward the human.

He had actually started to feel jealous of every drawing that got close to Hua Zimo.

...This isn't good. It isn't good for him.

Thinking of jealousy as a negative emotion, Black Sparrow knocked on Hua Zimo's door late one night. With a solemn expression, he sat down.

"There's something I want to confess. It might not be good," he said vaguely, looking straight into Hua Zimo's eyes.

"I want you to look only at me."

Hua Zimo stared at him in a daze, his breathing quickening for an instant.

"When I first met you, I saw you smile. Back then, I thought your smile looked like the orange color I like. But lately, it's changed."

"How has it changed?" Hua Zimo asked softly, gripping the edge of his chair.

"Lately, whether you're smiling or not, just seeing you feels like seeing the color orange."

"...What is this feeling?"

His gaze was no longer dim and lifeless as it had been before. Hua Zimo's reflection filled his pupils.

Hua Zimo sighed. He tightened his grip on Black Sparrow's hand and lowered his head to rest gently on his shoulder.

"...It's the love that exists between lovers, Black Sparrow."

"You've fallen in love with me."

"...And I love you too," he said with a gentle smile.

A cool-looking, powerful, straightforward, naturally spacey little black bird gong who loves giving praise × a handsome, elegant-looking painter shou who is actually bad with words

Content warning: The author isn't a professional artist and wrote this while researching as they went along. Professionals, proceed with caution.

The gong and shou dote on each other. No role reversal and no breaking them up. Readers with strong preferences, please decide for yourselves whether to read.

Other completed works by the author:

Went to a fan event and ran into one of my own fans

Woke up and transmigrated to the world of abandoned drafts

Currently updating: [Reborn] Transferred schools and immediately got smacked in the face by the wind

Upcoming 1: My unrequited love is an angel who's my sworn enemy

Upcoming 2: Thumb-Sized Snakefolk Research Institute

Theme: Everything born from love has a reason to exist