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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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DESTINED TO BE FRIENDS?

ASTRID put the food container back in the space stone. He turned to look at Kiran. He immediately noticed the other fidgeting, as if he was nervous about something. "Kiran?" he called.

The other seemed to be hesitating whether to say what he wanted or not. Then, as if he finally made up his mind, he took a deep breath and said, "You- are you going to be here tomorrow as well?"

Astrid smiled in amusement. He didn't expect that that was what Kiran was hesitating to say. "Yes," he said in response.

"Then, can, can I also go here tomorrow? I'll try to bring my own lunch!"

"Of course, you can. It's not like I own this place," Astrid said in a teasing tone. "But you don't need to worry about lunch. I always cook more than I can eat. We could just share."

"Would that be okay?" Kiran asked, his voice sounding a bit hesitant.

Astrid nodded. "I love cooking. If there's someone who could eat with me and enjoy my cooking, I would be even happier."