In the world of Beast people, there is one rule that needs to be abode by all-- that hierarchy must be preceded. It is a place where strongest predators prey and immortals rule over others, it is only to ensure the balance in the cycle of life.

For Chii, coming from a hamster litter; it isn't an easy life.


Dragon!mainlead, hamster!maincharacter

Zhang Yun is a gaming hamster. For a special mission in the Lost Kingdom, he has been a hamster for ten years. To his surprise one day, the game suddenly announces that the server will be permanently going offline just as he's about to complete the mission…

However, at the moment the game goes permanently offline, he actually brings the game system to an alternate world. He also brings along everything in his inventory, including his hundred million summoning scrolls.

Uh?

For a ten-year hamster to become rich overnight, what worries does he have at conquering the alternate world?

Ah, I'm sorry. You're mistaken. I don't want to fight. I just want to be a silent hamster…

Zhang Yun has a habit of hoarding stuff in games. For the sake of a special quest in the game 'Lost Kingdom', he's been hoarding all kinds of items for ten years straight. Just as he's on the verge of completing that quest, suddenly there comes an announcement that the server will be taken offline.
And then, at the moment of shutdown, he's transported into the game world, along with everything in his inventory... including one hundred million summoning scrolls.
Huh?
Ten years hoarding all this loot... every challenge rendered moot?
Ah, but please, don't get the wrong idea. I'm not looking for any trouble--just a quiet little hoarder, nothing more...

Desainer kepala SI Corporation yang terkenal, Xiao Yu, masih muda, menjanjikan, dan penuh dengan bakat. Tetapi siapa yang mengira bahwa surga akan cemburu dengan kejeniusan kepahlawanan ini ?! Setelah bangun dari kecelakaan mobil, dia tiba-tiba terlahir kembali sebagai hamster!

Months ago, Rebecca was just as happy, as chipper, and as genuine as her boyfriend. She thought about what she was feeling and after eight months of self-evaluation, everything changed.

She fell out of love. 

It took her a lot of overthinking and self-evaluation, wondering why did it hit her just now; when her boyfriend is asking her to marry him, will she say yes or no?

Everything seems a little off the hook, but she knows what they have needs to stop. Her reasons of falling out of love?

THE TRUTH.

Monsters: these are creatures that have become more than what they were originally created as. A rabbit growing a horn; a horse blazing in fire; and a hamster with a snake as its tail.


These are what people call monsters. However, what about those that cheat, steal, deceive and even kill others just to get what they want, what do people call them; Criminals? No, the more fitting term is Monster.


And a monster like that needs another monster to cut down monstrosities done by the real scum.


Is there a righteous monster then? No, there is only The Real Monster.

Elencia father wants her to married ASAP, but no matter how many suiters are presented, Elencia rejects them all. She only has eyes for one person, and one person only. He all time favorite idol, Axel Carter. Can a princess win over a superstar, or will everything come crashing down?

Rosey stormed into Acker's bedroom to find him standing across the room, General Fluffs in his hands. The scene took her by surprise, but she quickly recovered and shut the door behind her.
"Acker I..."he cut her off before she could finish.
"Hold it! General Fluffs and I do not take it to our liking, our being kept in the dark about this identical twin of yours. We demand answers, and we demand them now"he said.

"Yes, you do, and I'll tell you"Rosey said and crossed her hands over her chest.
"Me and Daphne have never really been close sisters, she pulled pranks and did stuff to get me mad. But I loved her, she was my other half, I couldn't hate her, even if I tried. That's how we grew up till we turned twenty, she had gotten enough of our controlling father, she dropped out of college, and ran away. I helped her escape, we did together, but in the middle of escaping and running away. She left me alone, worse than that, she called Dad told him where I was then left me. And now she has some nerve coming back here after everything that happened between us"Rosey said.

"Rosey, I am indeed disheartened that you feel such, but we are neglecting the greater issue at hand here!"Acker said.

"I know, I don't know how she got your spell book, or how she even knew about it, I'll have to find out..."Acker cut her off before she could finish.

"That's far from the matter! She stole a kiss from me! Now she has to suffer the consequences"Acker said sounding serious, but it made Rosey start to smile.
"Do you take my predicament so lightly, I relate my crisis and you turn it away?"he asked, Rosey tried her best to hide a grin.

"Fine, is there a cleansing ceremony she has to conduct?"Rosey teasingly asked. "The only ceremony she has to perform is a nuptial binding ceremony, between us both as that is the only form of rectification"Acker said.

Rosey furrowed her brows, "you want to marry Daphne?"she asked, her countenance had fallen almost immediately.
"I do not want to I am compelled to"he said and stared at the hamster. "The General will understand my plight, it is a thing of duty and one cannot forsake duty"Acker said.

"Acker, sorry to cut off your expectations, but Daphne isn't the marrying type. Or the any type you'll never get to fulfil that duty"Rosey said. 
"You're about to see Rosey, the true power of my determination, I will woo her into this alliance..."
"You won't be wooing anyone Acker! It was just a kiss, it didn't mean anything to you or to her. Lots of people kiss people today, there's literally a movie called the kissing booth. No one needs a reason to kiss anyone"Rosey enlightened him.

"How can such be! A booth, for kissing! Such sin should not be condoned. This time never stops surprising me"Acker said. "Rosey"he called out, she made a hmm sound. "Have you ever...kissed a man for the sake of it?"he asked, mumbled rather. He had his eyes down most of the time, Rosey was taken by surprise by this question.

"Well...I think I have"Rosey said, feeling somewhat shy all of a sudden, "what provoked you to engage in such with a man?"Acker asked, the room seeming tensed and awkward.

"I was not provoked, and I was ten at the time, and he was twelve, he was the son of one of my mother's friends"Rosey said. "You lost your innocence at such a young age?!"he asked almost screaming his head off. Rosey covered his mouth with her hand, her cheeks flushing crimson red.

"People can hear you and no I did not seal the deed"Rosey said, Acker stared at her hand on his mouth, "will you promise not to say anything?"Rosey asked, he nodded positively she slowly lifted her hand from his mouth.

"What stage of your life did you...seal the deed?"he asked and placed General Fluffs in his cage, to rest and eat.
Rosey looked around, pretending Acker was not in the room, but it was hard to avoid the Elephant in the room. 
"Why do you even want to know?"Rosey asked, not willing to talk about that topic.
"I am contemplating whether or not I should pursue the hand of your twin in holy matrimony"Acker said, "Infact, do what you want, am interested in seeing how this goes. But you and me have a lot of shopping to do"Rosey said.

"Why do you tend to refer to this shopping? Is it a brave act or an endeavoring task to prove great strength?"Acker inquired. Rosey face palmed.
"It's an enduring task, which proves your decisiveness and reflects your inner thoughts"Rosey said, grabbing Acker's attention fully.
"Then we must embark on this journey tomorrow! Before the sun rises, we shall conquer this quest"Acker said. "Am not sure malls are open that early"Rosey muttered to herself, walking towards the door.

"Rosey, do you intend to put on a charade that Daphne is non existing?"Acker inquired, Rosey stopped walking and sighed.
"It's complicated"Rosey said and left the room. 
"What is your take on this crisis general? Do we engage and obtain Daphne's hand or...do I need to kiss someone else?"He asked, staring at the hamster as if it could talk back. Then an idea flashed across his mind.

He picked up the spell book, and flipped through some pages, till he landed at a page. He read the page repeatedly, then closed his eyes, a glass fell from the study table. Wind flew in, Acker's lips parted, he mumbled somethings then opened his eyes. They were green, in seconds, everything stopped, his eyes flashed back to their original colour. He took a second to meditate and relax.

"The Fuck!"
"Wait shit! It's like...am saying my mind and words are coming out! Holy...."
Acker's concentration was blocked by the voice, he looked over at the hamster, who was moving around the cage in confusion.
"Oh dude I can talk! And my voice is dauuuumn!"The hamster said, Yes, the hamster was talking, speaking real words it turns out that Acker casted the spell rightly and got the results.

"General? Is that you?"Acker asked, the hamster stopped moving around and stared at Acker, for seconds they stared at each other, Acker started to doubt his sanity.
"Fuck am just messing with you!"The hamster said, Acker almost fell down due to shock, "you okay?"the hamster asked.
Acker nodded, gaining his senses, "I didn't know I could do it, I did it"Acker said under his breath still taking in the shock of his success.

"This was you! With all that Hocus pocus Vudu? All that Abracadabra gimmick you got going on? Oh man I owe you my dinner for this!"The hamster said, still moving around.
"General, there is a crisis, and it needs immediate action"Acker said, sounding serious all of a sudden.
The hamster rested against his cage and said,"shoot!"
"I don't hurt animals"Acker said, "I mean tell me, Jeez! Lighten up man"Fluffs said.
"I....this is an embarrassing situation...I...."Acker placed his hand on his neck, still contemplating the right choice of words.
"Just open your mouth hole and let the words fly out"Fluffs said.
"A...A woman ki... kissed me"he said frankly and a silence followed. The room became silent, too silent.

"Excuse me? Is... is...is that your definition of a crisis! You have a talking hamster in front of you! And you....You think a hot girl is the problem?"Fluffs asked not expecting an answer.

"Is it Rosey? I bet it's Rosey, I see the chemistry you too got going on"Fluffs said, "Rosey?"Acker asked in disbelief.
"Fuck yeah! I just feel bad for missing the kiss"Fluffs said. "it is not her that I shared a kiss with, it is Daphne, her twin"Acker said trying to clear up the confusion.

"There are two of em! You my friend are a lucky bastard!"Fluffs said, "for an animal, you definitely possess a loose tongue"Acker said, "Well I wasn't the one who casted that spell now was I?"Fluffs asked not expecting an answer.

"Then I'll cast another"Acker said, "hold up! You were the one talking about duty and not neglecting your duty, it's YOUR duty and you know it"Fluffs said.

"Rosey will never believe this"he said half smiling and chuckling, till it dawned on him.
"I made Rosey's innocent general a loose tongued tyrant!"Acker said panicked.

A/N: I think this chapter was kinda... I have no words, Rosey and Daphne have this delicate kind of relationship. I hope they can resolve this and make up. Wait! Am the one writing? I totally forgot for a second...lol...

Love you all! Thanks for the votes, see y'all in the next chapter.



"It is not safe in the temple for him!"the old master said, using the best of his power to keep the huge doors shut.
He conjured up a spell, but he was too old, and the forces outside were too prevailing.

"Take him away from here!"the man shouted, barely being able to push the raging power from the outside.

**********
Rosey Red was a very headstrong archeologist who along with her team set out to an old abandoned temple in search of a mythological artifacts.

The team and her scavenge for whatever might have survived the horrible outcome of the assumed fight.

Rosey and her team find the plant, though huger than their ecpectates.
But finding the plant was not the only thing that Rosey found.
*************
"Who are you!"Rosey questioned, across her was a man she had dressed in green sweatpants.
The man was still adjusting to the bright light in the room.

"I asked you a question!"She repeated.
"Where am I? How did you get here?"he asked.
"I should be asking you that! You're the one I found in a plant!"
*****************
"What is that abomination!"
"What this? It's just a burger. Here try it"Rosey said and offered it to him.

He sniffed it, and eyed it.
"What do you people put in this...burger?"He asked.
"Just Meat, buns, ketchup, Lettuce..."
"Lettuce!"he said almost yelling, grabbing everyone's attention.

For the average person, they were better off not knowing that cats and hamsters would sometimes eat their own babies. Once they knew, they would panic whenever they saw the mother cat or female hamster coming in close contact with the newborn babies. They would nervously think that the babies were going to be eaten. In many instances, it really was a situation where the ignorant was fearless.
In fact, Zhang Zian saw it clearly: The mother hamster did bite something, but it wasn't the baby. Instead, she was biting on the umbilical cord.
Even Little Celery, who was always smiling, got angry. She suppressed her anger and pulled Wang Yaning back, then reprimanded her. "Yaning, don't talk so loudly! You'll frighten the mother hamster!"
The other students also felt that Wang Yaning was unable to keep her cool, but they didn't dare to say anything.
"But I clearly saw it trying to eat its babies…" Wang Yaning was quite convinced.
"What should we do now? Why don't we take the little hamster out?" The other children discussed it amongst themselves. There was a child who had even reached out his hand to pick up the little hamster.
Zhang Zian slapped his hand away and interrupted their argument. He said, "Stop making noises. Do you have any disposable chopsticks here? Bring me a pair!"
"Disposable chopsticks?"
All the students present were stunned. One of the more mischievous boys had a strange thought. His face changed and he said, "Could… could it be that you're planning to eat 'Zhi Zhi?'"
"Zhi Zhi?" The other children were confused. What was "Zhi Zhi?" Was that edible?
Zhang Zian knew what he was referring to. Of course, it was certainly not the sound that Pi made, but a special recipe that was popular in some places where a live baby mouse was first marinated in soy sauce and vinegar before it was eaten. A "Zhi Zhi" sound could be heard from the baby mouse before it died, hence the name.
That method of eating was said to be quite cruel. The level of cruelty was comparable to that of eating monkey brains, so it was no wonder the other children had never heard of it. Somehow, however, that little boy was aware of it. When he heard Zhang Zian ask for a disposable chopstick, he linked it to the hamster's baby, and quickly formed the impression that Zhang Zian was going to eat the hamster's baby. Since it was going to be eaten by its mother anyway, he thought Zhang Zian was just going to eat it himself…
Zhang Zian was definitely not going to explain to the children what "Zhi Zhi" was; otherwise, they would definitely have nightmares. He gave the little boy a wink and said, "What 'Zhi Zhi Ya Ya?' Enough with your nonsense. Are there any disposable chopsticks?"
"Yes! I bought buns on the way here and it came with two pairs of disposable chopsticks, but I didn't use them. Eating them with your own hands makes it more delicious…" another little boy said as he handed over two pairs of disposable chopsticks.
Zhang Zian couldn't agree more. Those who ate their buns with chopsticks were heretics.
"How unhygienic!" Wang Yaning clearly expressed her disgust.
Both pairs of disposable chopsticks were still wrapped in their plastic film, unopened. Zhang Zian then tore open one pair and rubbed the thinner end of the chopstick on the cardboard box, deburring it as much as possible, then he concentrated on the mother hamster.
It was the mother hamster's first time giving birth and it was going well until it got frightened by Wang Yaning's sharp voice. The newly born baby hamster was squirming in the wood shavings, but it didn't care. It just looked around with its small eyes.
Most hamsters were easily frightened; they could even be frightened by the sound of the wind and grass. If they were to be frightened during birth, they would either eat their babies or escape with them and run to a place they thought was safe.
Zhang Zian told the children to prepare an empty cardboard box and pour some new clean wood shavings into it. With the disposable chopsticks, he picked the female hamster out and placed it into the new cardboard box, temporarily separating it from its baby.
After that, he plucked at the old cardboard box with the chopsticks before he picked up a few pieces of wet wood shavings from a pile he found at the corner and placed them in the new cardboard box right next to the mother hamster.
"That's the wood shaving that's stained with urine," a little boy reminded him.
"It doesn't matter. That's what we need," Zhang Zian said.
In order to make the mother hamster feel at ease after putting it in an entirely foreign environment, it was necessary to transfer some wood shavings, paper pieces, cotton, and other things that had been stained with its urine in order to lower the wariness it had towards its new environment.
After all that, Zhang Zian picked up some of the stained wood shavings again and rubbed it on the baby hamster to get the scent of the mother hamster on it, then he carefully picked it up and placed it right next to the female hamster in the new cardboard box.
The children stared nervously at the transfer process.
"From now on, don't touch the baby hamster with your hands for the three weeks; don't rub the scent of humans onto them. When you need to clean the cardboard boxes, you have to use a pair of disposable chopsticks just like this," Zhang Zian explained softly.
Curious to know everything, some of the children asked, "What about three weeks later?"
"Three weeks later? After three weeks, the baby hamster will be grown. At that point, it needs to be separated from its mother, so you can grab it directly with your hands," Zhang Zian answered.
"I can't use chopsticks well, so can I wear gloves to hold the baby hamster? Or maybe a spoon?" a little boy asked, his tone embarrassed.
The other children laughed in a low voice.
"It's best to not. It's easy to drop the baby when you use a spoon, so when it comes to transferring them, let those who are better at using chopsticks do it." Zhang Zian didn't laugh at him. Many children were not very good at using chopsticks, especially those who were doted on by their parents. Some children were still being fed by their parents even when they were seven or eight years old.
In fact, wearing gloves was ok, but the premise was that the gloves had to be disposable; they could not have the smell of human beings on them. The process of wearing gloves must also be standardized. Otherwise, it was equivalent to not wearing any at all. Because the requirements were too much to ask from primary school students, it was much simpler and convenient to just use disposable chopsticks.
The mother hamster sniffed the baby hamster and smelled its own scent, which made it instinctively believe that it was its own child. It pulled the baby hamster to its side; the new environment seemed more secure.
Not long after, the second baby hamster was born smoothly, followed by the third and fourth…
The children looked stunned and murmured, "It can really give birth…"
Only after it gave birth to eight baby hamsters did the mother hamster's bulging abdomen flatten slightly. It then, exhausted, pressed its body against the baby hamsters to keep them warm, and at the same time looked around at their surroundings.
"The homemade paper cotton that I told you guys to prepare in advance––is it ready?" Zhang Zian asked.
"It's ready." Little Celery brought over a bag of homemade paper cotton and handed it to him.
After unpacking it, he grabbed an amount of paper cotton and sprinkled it in another corner of the cardboard box.
"What's the paper cotton used for?" the children asked curiously. They had been very curious about what the wide strips of paper cotton were for.
Zhang Zian didn't answer their question but indicated for them to look carefully.
The mother hamster noticed the pile of paper cotton almost immediately and left the baby hamsters that were waiting to be fed. It quickly rushed to the paper cotton, then it opened its mouth and stuffed them inside.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Shiw: what is about to be burned?
Camms: your chance of getting a Girlfriend.
Everyone in the chat: oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
-----
Pirate: I am a proud vegan.
Weed: So, that means you do not intake anything related to meat and stuff.
Yah: Stupid vegans.
Weed: Nah, wait a minute. Since she is a vegan, she must not intake the "MEAT SCEPTER".
Sheep: LOL
Weed: She must use cucumber instead of meat scepter to satisfy her needs; I bet everyone can smell that "green cat" from miles away
Pirate: hahahahahaha. Fuck you
-
Noodle Guy <NG>: Shit 
Hasni: that could be taken either way 
NG :what? 
Hasni: what? 
-
Gay guy<GG>: Okay Vinny
Vinny: where the fuck is jr. I had some important business. 
RHP: ok, you guys can kiss now. 
GG: I can kiss you RHP, if you feel lonely ya know... 
Vinny: hehehe
RHP: fuck off. No homo. 
*snaps the fingers*
(my snapping of fingers is far more powerful than Thanos's, so when I snap my fingers, everything in this novel world comes to a pause and the author {me} breaks the 4th wall.
Now, you probably must be wondering about what the fuck is going on here, well these are some common extracts of the group chat on messenger which I am going to talk about in this novel. But to understand all the characters and situations, you must know the past behind all this.
So, let us hop on my space-time machine{STM} and travel to the past so that we can see the beginning of this story.
This STM is very special tho, it is made from organic components and has a little A.I. in it. Ofc it is not capable of developing its own thoughts or everyone here would be doomed)
*STM travels in the past*
Nik: gu gaga gagaga.
Crazy mushroom<CM> : Gagagugugu
Shiw: jajajajajaja
Granny: uwuwuwu gegege
...
..
(FUCK, seems like we traveled a bit too much back in time and here, everyone is an infant.
We do not need to go this much back, let us travel a bit to future) 
*STM travels in the past*
Drunken Master<DM>: Hey there guys, what's up? 
[after 15 minutes] 
Hamster: I am good brother. What about you? 
[after 20 minutes] 
DM: Life's is tough Hamster, but why are you taking so much time to respond. 
[after 23 minutes] 
Hamster: look who is talking. You are also responding late. Besides, it is not easy to type when one is 85 year old 
(what the genuine fuck. Ahahaha, seems like we traveled a bit too far in future. Nevermind, I shall start the STM again and hopefully it will lead us to the right timeline which we want) 
*starts STM again*
Mark: Chung ching Chong, ching ching ching? 
vCJD: Choi Chao ching Chong, Chao ching Chong ching. 
Mark: ohhhhh Chong ching Chong. Ding dong. 
(that gave me a headache, seems like we went into an alternate dimension where everyone speaks Chinese....
This fucking STM, work you piece of garbage 
*slaps on the roof of STM*
STM: Ahhhhh. Harder daddy. 
wait, WHAT? Did it just speak? 
STM: *Sweats Profusely*
Hmmmmm, must be my imagination. 
Anyway, if it does not work this time then I am going to throw this piece of garbage. 
OK then, for the final time
*starts the STM*
I have a good feeling about it this time, 
Let us set sail for this amazing journey that we are about to witness ) 
*STM takes us to the right timeline and right dimension since it is afraid of getting disowned*
---------------------------------
OK everyone, quiz time.
This question is pretty famous but no one has been able to answer it correctly.
I'll ask you this question to see if anyone has the right answer or not.
What's the heaviest thing in this whole universe? 
5x10²³¹³³³ kilos of steel
Or
5x10²³¹³³³ kilos of feathers?
Get your answers ready.. 
Are your answers ready now?
And the answer is "YOUR MOM"
THAT'S ALL FOLKS, see you in the next chapter of WHAT NEETs DO



‘Mr. Campbell has a daughter…’, Kowahn thinks as he watches the taller man leave the department’s office while carrying Suzie close to his chest, whose arms tightly enlace around his neck. 

Mr. Campbell is a father. It is surprising to the indigenous, since Charlie looks young. And he also seems to be a great parent. Adopted or not, as Suzie claimed to be, Charlie Campbell being a father is surprising. 

‘Doesn’t that mean I can be a father too?’, Kowahn reflects. He has always wanted to adopt a kid. By what Suzie said, Mr. Campbell is a single father. ‘I can be a single father, then’, he nods to himself, ‘I don’t need to marry before that’. 

… 

In the end… he might have misunderstood Suzie. Her manipulative behavior isn’t because she’s evil intentioned, like he was thinking, but because the girl is afraid to trust others… To protect herself, she tries to control their actions through acting... 

Mr. Reis felt she was dangerous. He acted cold to protect himself. And the little girl noticed he has something against her. Mr. Reis now feels responsible. He wants to correct his mistake. 

‘… Right’, an idea comes to mind and both his eyebrows raise up. Sparkling black orbs turn to the glass door again. He runs there, then slides the door open. 

“Wait,” Lara grabs his forearm. The indigenous looks at her, “Good luck. But don’t raise his hopes,” she warns in a serious tone. 

Kowahn frowns, “… ‘Raise his hopes’?” 

“Mm-hmm. I know you won’t date him, no matter how much you might love him. So don’t raise his hopes about being a couple with you.” 

The friend’s frown grows deeper, “I don’t love him romantically. I think of him as a friend.” 

Lara sighs, “But he likes you.” 

That makes him freeze. Mr. Campbell… likes him? Since when? Isn’t it too soon? They only know each other for a little more than a week! 

Kowahn doesn’t believe in love at first sight. He believes in crush at first sight. To him, that is a feeling someone develops when they don’t profoundly know the person they’re crushing on, and instead, they idealize something about them in their our minds. 

After staring wide eyed at Lara for some seconds, the indigenous exhales the air he was holding. His expression turns back to stoic, “Thank you for telling me.” 

Lara nods in silence before finishing, “I forgot you’re slow. Sorry for misjudging you. And you’re welcome,” she smiles. 

Kowahn smiles back and leaves the office. 

In the corridor, Kowahn looks to the right. Nothing. Then left and spots the vivid dark red hair he just saw. He runs towards it, dodging from the passing company colleagues until he reaches the auburn. His hand touches Charlie’s free shoulder. The man turns around and looks at a tan-deep honey face with deep black orbs. The hand on his shoulder falls. 

Deviating his eyes, Mr. Reis lets a hand slid through his sleek straight black hair to organize the ruffled locks. He then says, “I’m an empathyologist…” 

Mr. Campbell stares at him with half-open lips, trying to understand what the other means. Then both his eyebrows raise up, “Oh,” Mr. Rays is offering to help Suzie, “Thank you,” he smiles and bites his lips at the same time. He feels happy the other is offering himself. 

Mr. Reis looks up again, and, for the first time, he feels strange when seeing Charlie’s smile. It’s so sweet. His chest feels fluffy for as long as he stares, but he soon cuts eye contact. 

‘His smile… remembered me of Charlie’, Mr. Reis breathes in, trying to calm down his strong pounding heart, ‘But this Charlie in front of me doesn’t have freckles’. 

Suzie, who was hiding her face, raises it. Isn’t this Mister Kowahn’s voice? She props herself to sit up by holding onto her dad’s shoulders and looks at the indigenous man. What is he doing here? She feels more curious than scared now. 

Mr. Campbell watches Mr. Reis look away from him with a tilt of head. Mr. Rays seems… he seems… darker. Out of a sudden. 

The indigenous feels Charlie’s stare and glances at him. 

This quick moment is enough for the taller to notice Mr. Reis is… blushing. Yes, he is blushing. His face is darker… in red! 

The indigenous frowns a little, but in a strange way nor Charlie nor Suzie can understand. Then walks around the duo and keeps stepping forward. 

Mr. Campbell, however, doesn’t know what Mr. Reis is embarrassed about. He can’t shrug since he is holding Suzie, but he raises both eyebrows once and snorts. He can’t understand the dark-eyed man at most times. He’s introverted to the point it confuses others about what are his intentions. 

The auburn walks after the indigenous, who waits by the elevator doors. 

 
 

 
 

... 

 
 

 
 

Charlie, carefully, lets his daughter onto the large white couch of the empathyology room. The girl looks up to her father’s face, blue eyes pleading for him to stay. He smiles and caresses her head. 

Mr. Reis is on the right further corner of the room. Facing a white cabinet, he opens its drawer and gets a recycled plastic cup. The object is cute. It’s transparent and there’s a drawing of a big hamster on it, smiling and waving at the spectator. He places the cup onto a pink tray full of hamster patterns that’s on the cabinet. 

Kowahn looks up at a squared intercom. He sighs. If he calls From Earth, a restaurant inside Bilards Company, the servers will take some minutes to arrive with what he asks. And he needs to offer emotional support to Suzie right now. 

He would like to give her some water, but that needs to be left for later. 

Mr. Reis turns around and walks towards the white armchair across the white couch Suzie’s sat on, both positioned in the middle of the room. Between both furnishings, there’s a small white table with a green heart-shaped tablecloth, and in its cloth, the drawing of a white hamster smiling, showing its central teeth: Two upper and two lower, both long, incisors. 

Charlie couldn’t help noticing those things. A hamster tablecloth. Hamster plush slippers. A tray with hamster patterns. A cup with the image of a hamster. 

Kowahn Reis is a hamster lover! 

After a while of travelling through theories in his mind, Mr. Campbell realizes the empathyologist is staring at him. Waiting. Charlie gives a quick headshake and looks inside his eyes, showing he’s paying attention now. 

The dark-eyed man smiles, then waves his hands. 

Charlie is confused at first, but soon he understands Mr. Rays means that he needs to get out of the room. He looks at his daughter, “Suzie, I can’t stay here with you, okay?” When he says that, the girl panics inside, “I’ll leave you with Mr. Reis. He’s a good person. And a good empathyologist too. You can trust him,” he caresses her cheek, reassuring the girl. 

Suzie frowns at the word trust. Then stares at her father with both a pleading and a scared gaze. It’s so scary to be alone with Mister Kowahn… Maybe she would feel at easy if he fell for her manipulations. Or if she could read his mind. 

“Suzie…” Kowahn smiles at her, eyes curving up, “I’m not dangerous. I’m someone I believe you can trust,” he’s trying to convince the child. If she doesn’t want to have a session with him, however, he won’t force her, “Please, give me the chance to show you that.” 

She seems to calm down at his putting. On some level, no matter how much she wants to deny it, he’s right. Suzie needs to let himself prove he’s someone she can trust. 

It was the same with Daddy. And if she really wants to have Kowahn as her father someday, then she needs to learn to trust him. 

After a few moments of silence, she nods once. 

Mr. Campbell smiles. He is genuinely contented that his daughter wants to have a session with someone as caring and attentive as Mr. Reis. 

“I’ll see you later, dear,” The dad gives small taps onto her shoulder, “Mr. Reis, could you please bring her to my department’s office when you’re both done?” 

“Mm-hmm,” Kowahn smiles. 

Mr. Campbell smiles back. He waves at both humans then walks away, feeling content. 

Mr. Reis approaches the armchair near him and sits onto it. He adjusts his posture and looks to the right side. The door is closing. Then a click sound. Mr. Campbell is out of the room. 

He can start. His sparkling black orbs turn to cornflower blue ones. 

Serious, he starts, “My work name is Shin.”

Mr Reis had been forcing many local citizens into a behavioral re-education program, one of them, Mr Campbell, who didn’t particularly hate foreigners until then. Until Mr Reis, that is!
Upon the premise of helping, Mr Reis set himself as the guinea pig to test all students’ progress, and to challenge himself to move past his own depression that had kept him inside his own room for years. 
Everyone had something to share in his challenge to face their own fears and limitations.
What did they share?
How did Mr Reis and Mr Campbell, and the others, learn about self development until the end?
An adventure to travel within oneself to core…
… but didn’t stop at that. Mr Reis had much more to show than that…He wanted changes.
Changes no one expected.
…
Their encounter, and the people they had to reach sparked in each other the push they needed.



Genres: Angst, BoysLove, Emotional Intelligence (Maturing), Love-Development, What Is Love?, Healthy Relationships in development, Heart-warming, Hurt/Comfort, Investigation, LGBT+, Mystery, Parenthood, Men’s Love, (a little of) Sci-fi, Slow-burn, Slow-paced, Supernatural.

Content and Trigger Warning: Contains sensitive content for some viewers. Chapters have respective warnings.
DISCLAIMER: All persons, places and situations are fictitious! Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental. Use your discernment while reading.

Title’s typography credits: Under Ink - Typography Cover Maker.
Supporters’s credits: Family, friends and heart siblings! Thank you!

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