Chapter 5
Edward Quan ·
The door flew open.
The spirit fox stood there, his face dark.
“You damn fox. Where’s the little human?”
The next second, he grabbed the white tiger by the collar and snarled,
“Get a doctor! She has a fever! Any longer and your little human will die!”
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It was all because the system had given me such a fragile body. After a cold bath and a rough night, I’d developed a fever and passed out.
For three days, I drifted through a haze of fever.
The spirit fox and the white tiger fought more times than I could count.
The white tiger demanded,
“Why did she get sick? What did you do to my benefactor?”
The spirit fox taunted him.
“What’s it to you? She’s mine now, anyway.”
The two of them immediately launched themselves at each other.
My throat was raw. I forced my eyes open.
“Water…”
They sprang apart at once.
The white tiger snatched the glass first, shoved the spirit fox out of the way, and hurried over to me.
A huge, powerful man was pretending to be a delicate little flower—and even pitching his voice higher.
“Benefactor, let me give you a drink~”
Me: “…”
The spirit fox couldn’t stand it.
“You simple-minded, clumsy oaf. You think you can feed her? What if you spill the whole glass on her face?”
The white tiger flared up, set the glass down, and lunged at him. The two of them tumbled into another fight.
Me: “…”
I just wanted a sip of water. What did I do to deserve this?
I struggled upright and quietly drank it myself.
Once they’d fought enough, the two men glared at each other.
The white tiger said,
“I’m taking the little human with me.”
“Why? Because you look scary? Because you’ve got a simple mind and a big body? You’re a lowly creature who only knows how to use force.”
The white tiger’s face reddened. He craned his neck and shouted,
“She saved my life! I can repay her with my own! You filthy fox, all you know is playing mind games!”
The spirit fox’s face turned black.
Neither would give an inch.
And that was how I started living with two men fighting and getting jealous over me.
The white tiger knew I liked petting cats and dogs. He proudly shifted into his tiger form.
“Little human, pet me. I’m a high-grade feline—and my fur is rare.”
The spirit fox drawled,
“That rough, bristly coat of yours is supposed to be rare? More like crocodile hide. Careful you don’t scratch our little benefactor.”
The white tiger was enjoying my petting too much to get angry.
“My fur can be rough all it likes. At least I don’t smell like a fox!”
I looked at the spirit fox, suspiciously.
His fur bristled.
“Who are you saying smells like a fox? Who? I don’t smell, all right?”
The white tiger said,
“Never heard the saying, ‘A goose leaves a honk, a fox leaves a stink’?”
The spirit fox’s eyes turned red with fury.
“Argh! I’ll kill you, you damn tiger!”
They kept at it for days without reaching a winner.
Then one day, to my surprise, I found the two of them sitting peacefully side by side.
But after I heard what they were discussing, my face fell.
“I’ll let you join us.”
“Who’s joining whom?”
“Are you joining or not? If not, get lost!”
“I’ll join…” The voice paused, then continued slowly. “But what about the merfolk?”
The spirit fox lost patience.
“Him? He’s so arrogant, he’d never agree to join us.”
Me: “?”
They were about to divide up the days of the week for taking turns with me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed a throw pillow and hurled it at them.
“I’m still right here, you know! Did either of you ask what I wanted?”
Both men immediately looked at me with shining eyes.
I ground my teeth and spoke one word at a time.
“I. Want. Neither. Of. You!”
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The peaceful days didn’t last long.
Another uninvited guest arrived at the villa.
When I opened the door, the merfolk stood there with a face that made my heart ache.
His eyes were red as he demanded,
“Zitong, they can all have you. Why can’t I?”
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Four of us sat on the sofa.
The white tiger, the spirit fox, and the merfolk formed a three-way standoff, while I sat beside them and watched the show.
At last, all their cards were on the table. I didn’t have to keep pretending to be a fragile little white flower.
I propped my chin on my hand and said with interest,
“All right. I’m a practical woman. What can each of you offer me?”
The spirit fox glanced at me and spoke first.
“I own ten commercial buildings, not to mention countless other properties and hotels.”
The white tiger refused to be outdone.
“Who cares about your pile of cash? I have the highest rank in the military out of the three of us. My little benefactor can command as many troops as she wants!”
The spirit fox tapped his fingers on the table. Everyone looked at him.
He smiled.
“I have real power over this world. And…”
“I’m better-looking than either of you.”
This time, everyone’s eyes turned to me.
Gulp.
What was I supposed to do if I wanted them all?
I had a terrible headache.
The merfolk was the most sensitive of the three.
He smiled at me, his emerald eyes as mesmerizing as a deep pool.
Softly, he said,
“Don’t you want to rule the beastfolk world, Zitong? If you take all of us, you’ll be able to rule it.”
I startled.
“No!”
Never mind everything else. Just dealing with the strength and pent-up energy of those three would leave my tiny body in pieces within days.
Besides, ruling the beastfolk world had only been the Bureau’s excuse for sending me here.
My real mission was to make the three of them learn to cooperate under pressure and unite the beastfolk world.
I’d planned to follow the original story.
Who could have guessed that, by sheer chance, this was how I’d get the three of them to work together?
The system’s mechanical voice sounded in my ear.
【Congratulations, Host. You’ve completed the scenario and united the three male leads. The system will take you home in three days.】