A Report on Cross-Species Compatibility

◇ Next up: House Steward, a spoiled childhood sweetheart × her childhood friend, a male ghost. Blurb at the bottom. Pre-release sequel: Notes on Observing Interspecies Compatibility ◆ Before observing, please confirm that you have reached adulthood according to your species' standards. ◆ You must comply with the Treaty on Noninterference in the Observation of Peaceful Subjects. >> Subject One: Flunking Guide × Mechanically Modified Sentinel To graduate, find a job, and escape her awful family, Ying Zhixiao gritted her teeth and chose the Sentinel Guardian Practicum, the course with the most bonus credits. Her impossibly handsome, controlling older brother stood at the lectern with a faint smile. “Surprised to see your big brother?” Her chosen ward, a Sentinel who had undergone repeated combat modifications in an underground laboratory, measured every trembling curve of her body with his cold mechanical arm. “Being my Guide means enduring a lot.” Caught between a rock and a hard place, she had to make a choice. >> Subject Two: Human Bait × Deep-Sea Albino Merman Reborn as a glittering, gene-edited human ornamental specimen, Min Xia lamented, “Life really does go up and down and down and down and down and down.” The jaded, depraved executives used her as bait for a grand deep-sea fishing expedition, hoping to lure the legendary ruler of the ocean. Beyond the alloy bars of the bait cage, a long white shadow circled. The whirlpool it stirred up carried the alien's obscure murmur: “You smell so good...” Her fall landed her in a tightly coiled fish tail, deep in the lightless ocean a thousand meters below. >> Subject Three: Massage Therapist × Red Tiger Beastman Colonel Scattered service bookings, occasional small talk, and a loose work schedule: Shang Yue's wellness business plan was halfway to completion. The other half was entirely taken over by her fearsome big spender “Slow down, slow down...” Shang Yue pleaded, half in surrender and half in reproach. The tiger beastman's fangs pressed against her pulse as his striped patterns rippled like a gust of wind. “I'm going slowly.” “Your time's up!” “Miss Therapist, your service is over. Mine isn't.” >> Subject Four: Fake Witch × Half-Blood Dragon God Zhou Yi, a charlatan, infiltrated a ruins research center to translate for an ancient creature that theoretically could not exist. “п??.” (Dragon tongue: Come here, my offering, my bride.) The director asked, “What did it say?” Zhou Yi answered confidently, “It's saying hello to everyone.” The next second, an invisible force pinned her between heaving crimson scales and sharp claws. “?и?ж?.” (Dragon tongue: Liar. But that's all right. I'll make sure you understand.) >> Subject Five: Shut-In Artist × Custom Companion Android Jiang Huaishu was sentimental. She still couldn't bring herself to uninstall the pet-raising game app she'd spent her allowance on as a child. When the developers stopped updating it, she even emailed them to say they should send her a gift. Then she heard nothing more. She didn't think much of it. Her new boyfriend was just too enthusiastic, and apart from deadlines, she never got a moment to relax. She was exhausted. “I think we should break up,” Jiang Huaishu said, feeling overwhelmed. Electricity surged beneath her boyfriend's skin. “Aren't you sentimental? You've been feeding me for years. Now it's my turn to feed you.” >> Subject Six: Blind Transmigrator × Wandering Insectoid Good news: She survived a plane crash. Bad news: She went blind and fell into a primeval forest. Dai Linlang stayed fairly optimistic. Her considerate, dependable rescuer took meticulous care of her, and she even gained a few pounds. The day her sight returned, her benefactor's figure gradually came into focus, and she began to tremble uncontrollably. “Can you see now?” The mouthparts that split open across his beautiful face mimicked human speech, while his arthropod-like forearm hovered hesitantly at her waist. >> Subject Seven: Office Drone × Werewolf Blending into Society “My boss wants me to work overtime alone again. Why couldn't he have stayed in the hospital for another couple of months after his accident?” Yu Jin complained as she rubbed the ears of the giant wolfdog she'd brought home recently. The wolfdog wagged its tail, knocked her over, and gently yet greedily nipped and licked her. The next day at work, she was given a very long stretch of paid leave and a double bonus. “He's finally grown a conscience,” Yu Jin said happily, burying her face in the wolfdog's belly. “Now I can stay home and get my fill of you!” “You like me better in wolf form? Even better.” A familiar, infuriatingly calm male voice suddenly sounded beside her ear. Observation guidelines: 1. Nonhuman romance and niche preferences, focused on the couple; not a strong female lead. 2. Each arc has an independent plot and takes place in a different plane within the observation station. 3. One-on-one romance. All male leads are pure, inside and out. ※ Blurb for House Steward: [Young Emperor Childhood Sweetheart × Loyal Servant Childhood Friend] Qiao Lezhi believed she had been born to be an emperor. For example, she had a loyal subject who couldn't be scolded into leaving, driven away, beaten into submission, or shaken off: Chang Fei, the neighbor next door. He was always within her reach, always silently lowering his head, like a tree that lacked sunlight but had resigned itself to staying in a dark room, at the mercy of others. As a child, her understanding of being an emperor was simple: two words, enjoy yourself. “The meat is all mine. Tell anyone and I'll beat you up!” “Hand over your New Year's money. Tell anyone and I'll beat you up!” “Let me copy your homework. Tell anyone and I'll beat you up!” Her “loyal subject” said nothing and simply obeyed. As she grew up, she took it more and more for granted: “Get me a glass of water. Don't you have hands?” “Rub my legs. Have you even eaten?” “Buy this for me. Didn't you hear me?” Chang Fei knew everything about his sovereign, from how many spoonfuls of rice she wanted to the length of her menstrual cycle, and from the university she dreamed of attending to her ideals for life. On a whim, Qiao Lezhi decided she wanted to learn more about her loyal subject. She found a safe. It wasn't locked, and the combination was her birthday. Inside were a few notebooks. The pages went from old to new, and the handwriting from childish to fierce: “Qiao Qiao wants to be an emperor. I don't understand, but she likes it.” “I tried calling Qiao Qiao ‘Your Majesty.’ She smiled. It was pretty.” “Qiao Qiao let me follow her.” “Qiao Qiao wants me to be her loyal subject. I agreed. I'll do anything, even be a dog.” “A loyal subject can't leave the emperor, so I have to stay with Qiao Qiao forever.” “If I call Qiao Qiao ‘Your Majesty’ now, she gets embarrassed. So cute.” “Qiao Qiao, didn't you say I was the only one allowed to serve you?” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” “Qiao Qiao” Theme: As long as you're willing, you can overcome every obstacle.