My mother-in-law often warns me that my constitution is unusual and my vital energy is abundant, making me a target for women, especially demonesses. So I've been well protected. I'm already at the age when a young man should wear his hair up, yet I'm still an embarrassingly inexperienced virgin.
There's nothing wrong with my orientation, and my hormones are normal. But I won't throw my life away for a moment of pleasure.
Those demoness ladies have crazed ideas, outrageous ways, and insatiable desires, and every one of them is absurdly strong! If I let my guard down for even a moment, they'll pounce on me and leave me drained dry.
But I don't want to live off handouts forever. I want to add meat to my meals! Give me ten years to cultivate immortality, and I'll overturn this whole table of plain rice!
