Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the morning, Ling Pingan yawned, put on his slippers, walked to the bathroom, and began to brush his teeth.

His pet cat followed behind him, obediently and cutely sitting at his heels.

Ling Pingan turned around and looked at the little guy.

It looked like a child who had done something wrong.

"How cute!" He thought. Then, he took the cup and rinsed his mouth.

Then, he picked up the little guy and said, "Little guy, you must have done something bad behind my back last night!"

He had known about it since the little guy ran into the bedroom in the middle of the night and gave him a few toys.

Even if his pet had done something wrong.

For example, he had bitten the sofa or urinated and defecated on the floor.

As long as it didn't hurt or affect others.

Fighting for Love