Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the two inexplicably intruding girls and felt that the past couple of days had been nothing short of cursed. With just a sniff, she could tell the two across from her were human… Lately, more humans than monsters had been showing up here, and she was starting to question who exactly…

[Circle Circle]: Fat Cat, you still alive? [Group Admin]: Still kicking! ⊙▽⊙ [Circle Circle]: Got a question for you. Why are so many demons from other cities coming to C City lately? [Group Admin]: Why? You spotted some outsiders? [Circle Circle]: Loads of them… What’s happening on your end? [Black and Red]: Hmm… My guess?…

Ever since that night, Yuan Yuanyuan had stayed away from that street for a whole week. She holed up at home, bought a fresh notebook, and began writing cryptic notes in it—things that no one else could understand. Each time she filled a page, she burned it. But truth be told, she wasn’t too worried…

The moon outside had been hidden behind clouds, but now it revealed a sliver of silver light. A gust of wind, laced with snowflakes, swept into the room, extinguishing the single candle on the table. The room instantly plunged into shadow, and the shopkeeper sitting in the center of the room—his face moments ago still…

The two girls in front of her—Tang Shi, the little demon, and Qiu Ling, the human. “Do you two… want something to eat?” Yuan Yuanyuan asked as she blew on her cup of hot milk tea. She’d just taken a couple of sips and her mouth was already burning. Across from her, the two girls…

A small house flickered with faint yellow light. There was no electricity inside—just a single candle burning under a lampshade. On a worn wooden table, someone was sleeping, sprawled out. He had black hair and wore a high-collared black top. His bangs hung low over his face, hiding his features. One pale, slender hand dangled…

C City was a northern city, and by this time of year, it had already frozen over. A few days ago, the first snow of winter had fallen, and now the streets were icy. In this kind of weather, everyone was bundled up, even the demons. The tavern was full of customers dressed in their…

Anime conventions—be it in big cities or small counties—were pretty common these days. The only differences were in size and sponsors: some had backing from major national anime brands, others were run by obscure little publishers from some village nearby. Yuan Yuanyuan had once been quite into conventions. Whether it was dropping a few dozen…

[Group Owner]: Ugh, I suddenly remembered something while I was napping.[Group Owner]: You know how they’ve even banned discussion of Demon Chronicles around here? I think the higher-ups are planning to completely bury this matter.[BlackRed]: Yeah, probably. A few days ago we could still talk about it over here, but the day after you said…

Back when Yuan Yuanyuan was just a reader of anime and manga, she was an incredibly imaginative fan, always full of headcanons. But now that she was the subject of others’ speculation, she suddenly felt… maybe people shouldn’t be allowed to headcanon so much. Staring at the flood of comments online, she had, for the…