Translator: Deathbutlowkey from dummytranslations
editor: Mimishijie 💜
Faced With Homosexuality (1)
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“Meow.”
　　
Even after reaping some benefits, it continued to act obedient, calling out softly and sweetly while tilting its head, staring with clear, round eyes. Those eyes were like pieces of natural crystal, exquisite beyond compare. Filled with a sheltered naiveté, it tried to bluff its way through.
　　
Then he could take another step, and peek at the scene under the blankets or something like that.
　　
However, Shen Zhifan didn’t buy it. Reaching out, he picked up the cat by the scruff and gently placed it on the floor.
　　
“You’re not allowed to come up.”
　　
Shen Zhifan pulled back his hand and returned to his nest, looking at it righteously.
　　
It hesitated for a moment. From his experiences these past few days, his skill for acting as a cat was increasingly outstanding. It meowed twice as if it’d been wronged, an extremely practiced act. Then, it reached out a paw to scratch at the bedsheets, finally facing upwards to look at the other man lovably. It seemed that it was completely lacking any evil intentions.
　　
Shen Zhifan’s face was still red.
　　
Although the other party was only a cat, he still found it embarrassing. Of course, the important thing was...the things he’d dreamed of last night were rather shameful.
　　
Clutching at the blankets, he thought for a while. Actually, he couldn’t really remember what had happened at the beginning of the dream, only vaguely feeling like he had returned to the N-192 of many years ago. However, regarding anything before that...no matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t recall. The only thing he remembered was that fiery body that had been pressed against his own at the end.
　　　　
He remembered this part extremely clearly. It wasn’t simply that hot, pressing body, but also the other person’s soft, burning lips, and that firm waist.

“...”
　　
He couldn’t stop himself from curling in and covering his face, ashamed.
　　
Because the person in the dream had been Yan Shuo ah!
　　
Although they had been in darkness and he hadn’t clearly seen the other person’s face, his subconscious mind told him that the other person in that absurd, painful, yet delightful dream, was Yan Shuo.
　　
For this sort of thing to happen with his dream lover in a dream, it really couldn’t be more normal, right?
　　
He consoled himself like this, but he couldn’t help his still-red face.
　　
Yan Shuo had earnestly treated him well as a younger brother, and since he seemed to owe a life debt, Yan Shuo was exceptionally lenient with him. Even with the matter of Princess Olivia, the General didn’t seem to mind it in the least.
　　
But Yan Shuo definitely didn’t know that he wasn’t just Shen Zhifan’s revered vision for the future. He was also his lover, in, his, dreams, ah!
　　
And so, on one hand, he inwardly disdained his own mind for a moment. On the other...he couldn’t help but thoroughly reflect on last night’s dreamscape.
　　
I’ll just - just think about it for only a moment.
　　
He whispered to himself.
　　
Because of this little slip of self-indulgence, the rough, ambiguous panting of the dream appeared in his mind.
　
...ah, he continued to cover his face, it really was enough to kill him ah!
　　
He grabbed his pillow to smother himself. Realising that his underwear was still wet, he blew out a heavy sigh with a red face. Then, he could only face his fate, getting up to shower and wash his underwear.
　　
Since the aftereffects of that dream had been too strong, he didn’t have the leisure to mind the cat under the bed. He sluggishly climbed off the soft bed.
　　
Thus, the movements of the cat that was currently pawing at the bedsheets slowed, its eyes secretly focused on another place. Then, it very quickly found the image that it was looking for.
　　
The youth’s body was the same as the last time it’d seen it. With longs legs and arms, broad shoulders, narrow hips, and utterly perfect bodily proportions, he was perfect in a way that made finding fault impossible. Since he didn’t go out much, his chest was very fair, but it wasn’t a sickly white that spoke of weakness or delicacy, rather, it was warm and refined, jadelike. A little higher up were his smooth, pretty collarbones and slender neck. A little lower revealed his tight, lean abdomen. At this moment, under the sunshine, it reflected the light ever so slightly, as if there were water droplets trickling down the surface. Just by looking, one could imagine the loveliness of touching it.
　　
Very quickly, the cat’s eyes shifted from his stomach down to his elegant mermaid line, and to the three-point zone covered by underwear...
　　
It involuntarily used a paw to check its nose. Thankfully, this time he was exceptionally successful.

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“Meow.”
　　
Even after reaping some benefits, it continued to act obedient, calling out softly and sweetly while tilting its head, staring with clear, round eyes. Those eyes were like pieces of natural crystal, exquisite beyond compare. Filled with a sheltered naiveté, it tried to bluff its way through.
　　
Then he could take another step, and peek at the scene under the blankets or something like that.
　　
However, Shen Zhifan didn’t buy it. Reaching out, he picked up the cat by the scruff and gently placed it on the floor.
　　
“You’re not allowed to come up.”
　　
Shen Zhifan pulled back his hand and returned to his nest, looking at it righteously.
　　
It hesitated for a moment. From his experiences these past few days, his skill for acting as a cat was increasingly outstanding. It meowed twice as if it’d been wronged, an extremely practiced act. Then, it reached out a paw to scratch at the bedsheets, finally facing upwards to look at the other man lovably. It seemed that it was completely lacking any evil intentions.
　　
Shen Zhifan’s face was still red.
　　
Although the other party was only a cat, he still found it embarrassing. Of course, the important thing was...the things he’d dreamed of last night were rather shameful.
　　
Clutching at the blankets, he thought for a while. Actually, he couldn’t really remember what had happened at the beginning of the dream, only vaguely feeling like he had returned to the N-192 of many years ago. However, regarding anything before that...no matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t recall. The only thing he remembered was that fiery body that had been pressed against his own at the end.
　　　　
He remembered this part extremely clearly. It wasn’t simply that hot, pressing body, but also the other person’s soft, burning lips, and that firm waist.

“...”
　　
He couldn’t stop himself from curling in and covering his face, ashamed.
　　
Because the person in the dream had been Yan Shuo ah!
　　
Although they had been in darkness and he hadn’t clearly seen the other person’s face, his subconscious mind told him that the other person in that absurd, painful, yet delightful dream, was Yan Shuo.
　　
For this sort of thing to happen with his dream lover in a dream, it really couldn’t be more normal, right?
　　
He consoled himself like this, but he couldn’t help his still-red face.
　　
Yan Shuo had earnestly treated him well as a younger brother, and since he seemed to owe a life debt, Yan Shuo was exceptionally lenient with him. Even with the matter of Princess Olivia, the General didn’t seem to mind it in the least.
　　
But Yan Shuo definitely didn’t know that he wasn’t just Shen Zhifan’s revered vision for the future. He was also his lover, in, his, dreams, ah!
　　
And so, on one hand, he inwardly disdained his own mind for a moment. On the other...he couldn’t help but thoroughly reflect on last night’s dreamscape.
　　
I’ll just - just think about it for only a moment.
　　
He whispered to himself.
　　
Because of this little slip of self-indulgence, the rough, ambiguous panting of the dream appeared in his mind.
　
...ah, he continued to cover his face, it really was enough to kill him ah!
　　
He grabbed his pillow to smother himself. Realising that his underwear was still wet, he blew out a heavy sigh with a red face. Then, he could only face his fate, getting up to shower and wash his underwear.
　　
Since the aftereffects of that dream had been too strong, he didn’t have the leisure to mind the cat under the bed. He sluggishly climbed off the soft bed.
　　
Thus, the movements of the cat that was currently pawing at the bedsheets slowed, its eyes secretly focused on another place. Then, it very quickly found the image that it was looking for.
　　
The youth’s body was the same as the last time it’d seen it. With longs legs and arms, broad shoulders, narrow hips, and utterly perfect bodily proportions, he was perfect in a way that made finding fault impossible. Since he didn’t go out much, his chest was very fair, but it wasn’t a sickly white that spoke of weakness or delicacy, rather, it was warm and refined, jadelike. A little higher up were his smooth, pretty collarbones and slender neck. A little lower revealed his tight, lean abdomen. At this moment, under the sunshine, it reflected the light ever so slightly, as if there were water droplets trickling down the surface. Just by looking, one could imagine the loveliness of touching it.
　　
Very quickly, the cat’s eyes shifted from his stomach down to his elegant mermaid line, and to the three-point zone covered by underwear...
　　
It involuntarily used a paw to check its nose. Thankfully, this time he was exceptionally successful.

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