A Sweet Little Pear

In my opinion, there’s nothing shameful about a fairy who can’t find a partner. What’s truly pathetic is that I’ve never even held a male fairy’s hand, yet I’ve become someone the men of the fairy realm avoid like the plague and the women are ashamed of. It’s honestly quite a headache. Two hundred years ago, when I first cultivated a human form from a pear tree, I caused a sensation throughout the fairy realm and won the title of “Greatest Beauty.” How did I end up in such a state after just two hundred years? Not only was I harassed by an old immortal I’d never even met, but rumors of an illicit affair between a little pear-tree fairy and the Flower God spread across the Four Seas and Eight Desolations. I was so furious I nearly spat up a mouthful of black blood. I felt deeply wronged...