CHAPTERS
“……?” Yudit woke up alone in the wide bed. He lifted his back and looked around. The bed had been tidied. “……” How could he have fallen asleep after taking something that big. Even if he felt safe, that was too much. He let out a breath, and ran a hand over the soft sheets. Had Khalid already left? As Yudit glanced around, he noticed the door was open. He got up to close it, but there was a dull ache below. His thighs ached too, like he’d been riding all day. It’s going…- 396.9 K • Completed
‘Wow… it’s so much more grand than how the novel described it….’ Right after he learned that this was Count Grenhardt family’s estate, Harto couldn’t close his mouth for a while. A few lines in a novel could never capture this massive scale and overwhelming atmosphere, so he could only stare in awe. “This place is safer than anywhere else. Except it’s so large that managing it gets difficult.” Isadora stepped down from the carriage and said to Harto, who was standing there…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
- Zed entered the Feast District alone. He had heard someone say that two people matching Harto and Leon’s descriptions had gone inside. Zed already suspected as much. “Damn it…” Zed gritted his teeth. He should have told them everything from the start. No, this never would have happened if Allen hadn’t whispered carelessly in front of them. “It’s called the Feast District. There must be a massive entertainment quarter inside.” If the place were simply for pleasure, it would not…
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The words on Chu Baiyan’s tongue were forced back down his throat. Since elementary school, not even his own mother had washed his underwear. Yet Yan Anqing said it calmly, as if it was the most natural thing to do. His feelings were complicated. At first, he only felt a little embarrassed that Yan Anqing had washed his clothes. But those two words, “hand washed,” added something private and intimate that made it feel different. Chu Baiyan didn’t even know how he had started getting along…- 98.2 K • Completed
- Extra 2 Our Home The single apartment Chu Baiyan rented was fine for one person, but once two people moved in, it felt a bit cramped. That was even though both he and Yan Anqing kept their lives simple. Other than the most basic necessities, there was nothing extra in the house, yet the space still was narrow. The wardrobe was too small. After they put in both of their clothes, there was no space left for the winter down jackets or bulky bedding, so they had to pack them into storage boxes and…
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"Uh, Mom." On the way home, Sejun's mother called him. He flinched when he saw the name 'Mom' on the car's Bluetooth screen, but he answered naturally. She sounded worried. She started by asking if he'd eaten and then asked about the news from yesterday. "Don't worry about me too much. The lower-rank hunters are the ones who should worry. I'm fine." -But you're an S-rank hunter. They'll drag you everywhere. I'm so scared every time I see the news. "There's nothing to be scared of." Sejun…- 279.8 K • Completed
- On a weekend night full of customers, things didn’t feel so hard to bear because Chu Baiyan was there. Even with someone helping him, Yan Anqing didn’t just sit back. When customers asked professional questions, he still answered. But for any question outside that, his gaze would move toward Chu Baiyan. Every time that happened, Chu Baiyan felt like a satellite receiver. He could always sense the signal for help coming from Yan Anqing. He would see that small pointed chin turn his way, and that…
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- “Ah…” Startled, Harto gasped and stepped back, and Zed grabbed his shoulder. “It’s alright. He’s one of us.” “Huh…?” Harto eased his guard and looked at the gatekeeper before him. Swoosh. The gatekeeper slowly pulled back the black robe covering his head. Brown hair and pale green eyes appeared. A silver star-shaped earring glimmered on his ear. It was clear who he was. He was the mage Leon Finer. “So it was you after all.” Zed spoke as if he had already…
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At the age of sixteen, Fang Zheng realized he liked boys—and almost simultaneously, he also became aware of his tragic fate. If a chubby, plain guy pursued a girl with all his sincerity, at least one out of ten girls might be moved. With good luck, that number could rise, because shrewd yet sentimental girls understood that reliability and genuine care often outweighed handsome looks. But if a chubby, plain guy pursued another man… well, he might as well wash up and go to bed. If girls were emotional…- 509.5 K • Completed
“……” “You knew?” “…Yes.” At the quiet reply that came after a long silence, Sharhan’s body faltered. His knees nearly gave out, and he had to grit his teeth and dig his toes into the ground just to stay upright. “You understood what I was asking, right?” “Yes.” “I’ll ask again. You’re sure you knew exactly what I meant when you answered?” Sharhan turned to face Lestel. Was it the sharp chill of the dawn? Exhaustion? Or maybe just his own trembling…- 264.3 K • Completed
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