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Force to protect the Male Lead [BL]

Lucien Blake is a twenty six years old shut in otaku. He live his life reading novels, watching animes, eating and staring at computer all day. One day he went out to buy his favorite chicken lunch box meal at the nearest convenience store. But a robber came in and decided to rob the store. Without knowing why or what for, the robber shot him in the chest before running away.  Can his life as shut in otaku get any worse?    A series of beeps flooded his head, forcing him to wake up. When he open his eyes he found himself in another world very much like his own. Except for one thing. His beloved protagonist from his favorite anime is staring at him face to face. A notif pop into his head saying, [Dear host, find and help the protagonist escape his fate of getting killed. Help him in his mission of eliminating the demons. Points will be added. Failure to do so will result to deduction. Zero points will lead to your death. Good luck.] Lucien was left no choice but to adapt to his life as a mob character, helping the protagonist pave his path into greathood. It was all good at first, if you count off the number of times he has to pick up his butt running away from hideous creatures drooling after his flesh, his life being protected from protagonist halo was awesome.  That is until.... the protagonist pushed him down to bed. _______________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday

phoenixhyperion · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
443 Chs

Church

Lexi suddenly instructed.

"We already did. What was there to search about?" Leon retorted. He remembered that when he and Lexi are searching each room, they run into ghosts multiple times and have to turn each room upside down. Only in naught because of ghosts hiding in every object and small crevices of the walls.

Leon was almost pushed to exhaustion because of those nasty, pesky ghosts! They are not doing it again!

The wails of the door and the walls have died down. Lexi finally put her bow down and looked at her brother.

"But we have Lucien on our side now. Some clues that were invisible to us can now be seen by him. He has to look for clues, not us. Remember earlier when we searched for it, ghosts appeared in every direction, and there wasn't any useful clue we managed to gather? But look at this room. We came here earlier, but aren't the furniture and decorations different?"