"Here, it's for you." An Shiyu tossed the spray bottle to Bai Yuyou. "Try it."
Bai Yuyou hurriedly reached out to catch it, but the thumb-sized spray bounced around her palm before she finally managed to secure it.
Examining the delicate little bottle in her hand, Bai Yuyou noticed a unique emblem on its surface—something that didn’t look like a mass-produced design.
"What’s that?" Ye Shuang asked, also noticing the symbol.
"Just a family crest," An Shiyu replied casually, barely glancing at it.
Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou was still inspecting the spray bottle. When she pointed the nozzle toward herself, Ye Shuang immediately tapped her head with a light chop.
"What’s the difference between that and pointing a gun at yourself?"
Once Bai Yuyou understood how to use it properly, she capped the spray and murmured, "Thank you…"
"No big deal." An Shiyu waved it off before disappearing into the crowd of tourists without another word.
"What a strange girl," Ye Shuang muttered, watching her vanish into the distance. He couldn’t help but recall the sight of her unconscious earlier.
Was she trying to experience as many new things as possible because she knew her time was running out?
The thought left him with an inexplicable heaviness in his chest, a suffocating weight.
"Ye Shuang, she’s gone…"
"Yeah." He rubbed his palms together absentmindedly, waiting for the warmth to seep in before taking Bai Yuyou’s small hand in his. "Were you scared earlier?"
Bai Yuyou nodded. "Afraid… Ye Shuang might get hurt."
Ye Shuang smiled softly.
"So, do you still want to keep playing? Or should we head home?"
Truthfully, he had wanted to leave immediately after the incident, but the crowd had bottlenecked at the exit. If people hadn’t panicked, everyone could have gotten out smoothly.
"Want to play." Bai Yuyou’s gaze drifted toward the wrecked souvenir shop. "Seal ball…"
Seeing the shop now cordoned off, Ye Shuang pulled out his phone and searched for the plush toy. When he found an identical one online, he showed it to her.
"Look, they sell it here too."
Seal Ball — ¥39
"Much cheaper," Bai Yuyou murmured.
Ye Shuang chuckled. "Seems that way. Want to buy it?"
Bai Yuyou nodded earnestly, then hesitated. "Ye Shuang… can we buy two?"
"Of course. If you like something, just get it. Don’t worry too much about the cost." He added two to the cart and placed the order.
Bai Yuyou seemed delighted. "Two…"
"Why two?" Ye Shuang asked.
"One for Ye Shuang… one for me." She looked up at him. "If I like something… will Ye Shuang like it too?"
Ye Shuang paused, then gently ruffled her hair. "I will."
The incident with Xu Huan didn’t dampen their spirits for long. They went on to enjoy the spinning teacups and bumper cars, though Ye Shuang steered clear of the drop tower—just in case Bai Yuyou wanted to ride it multiple times.
Before they knew it, evening had fallen. Many visitors were leaving the amusement park, though quite a few stayed for the nighttime events.
"It’s dark already." Ye Shuang checked the time on his phone, but Bai Yuyou showed no signs of wanting to leave. She had prepared a full itinerary from an online guide, so she’d been leading him around all afternoon.
"Hungry?" he asked.
Bai Yuyou touched her stomach. "Hungry… but… still have plans."
"What plans?" Ye Shuang peeked at her phone, but she quickly hid it behind her back.
"No… looking."
Ye Shuang couldn’t help but laugh but respected her secrecy. Still, with night fully settled, they needed to eat something.
"We finished the sandwiches. Guess we’ll have to try one of the park’s restaurants." He pulled up reviews and settled on one with decent ratings.
A themed collaboration restaurant, no less.
The menu featured items like "Magikarp Meat Burger" and "Farfetch’d Roast Duck Wrap." Despite the questionable names, the food was surprisingly good.
At the end of the day, taste mattered more than gimmicks.
After dinner, the sky had darkened further, but spotlights still danced overhead, signaling an upcoming event.
"Ye Shuang…"
"Yeah?"
"One more place… to go." Bai Yuyou tugged lightly at his sleeve.
Ye Shuang already knew—she’d been checking the time all through dinner, clearly planning something.
To his surprise, she led him to the base of a towering Ferris wheel.
"The Ferris wheel, huh?" He looked up at the structure, now illuminated by neon lights that made it glow against the night sky. Its slow rotation seemed to stretch time itself.
"Want to ride it?"
"Mm."
"Let’s go, then." But Bai Yuyou stayed rooted in place.
"Wait… five minutes."
Ye Shuang didn’t press her. "Alright."
Five minutes later, they boarded the Ferris wheel—a premium attraction at ¥100 per person. A steep price for a single rotation, but the view was part of the experience.
As their cabin ascended, Ye Shuang expected Bai Yuyou to react, but she kept her eyes fixed outside, as if waiting for something.
He followed her gaze in silence.
From this height, they could see the nighttime ocean and the city’s glittering lights. Though not as vivid as daylight, the scene held a mysterious beauty.
Then, as their cabin reached the peak, a streak of fire shot into the sky—a brilliant stroke of color against the deep blue, exploding into a shower of sparks.
Fireworks bloomed across the night, painting it in vibrant hues. Ye Shuang finally understood what Bai Yuyou had been anticipating.
"Watching fireworks from a Ferris wheel… so this was your plan?" He smiled.
But perhaps she didn’t realize—the most dazzling sight wasn’t the fireworks, but the person beside her, sharing the moment.
"Mm…"
Amid the bursts of light, Bai Yuyou leaned closer. "And… this."
She closed her eyes, tilted her chin up, and pressed her lips to his.
For a moment, Ye Shuang’s breath caught.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"