Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

The moon shines on the ancient temple, casting silhouettes of its flying eaves.

The lamplight cast flickering shadows before the Buddha, dappling the room.

Jiang Xiyu, now in human form, was sitting at his desk, finishing the kitten sculpture he had made for Shiga.

I never expected him to sleep so restlessly; he used to sleep quite well.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't understand it.

In reality, it was just that while he was in the temple, his Pure Land constitution began to unconsciously absorb the merits accumulated in the temple.

That's why, in the dead of night, it unconsciously transforms into human form.

At first, Jiang Xiyu had no idea that she would turn into a human in the middle of the night.

Until he flattened the kitten in Shiga's sleeve...

At night, as he slept soundly, a gaze fell upon him with a cool and distant look, seemingly helpless and regretful. It was unclear how long the gaze had been waiting, but when Jiang Xiyu could no longer bear it in his sleep and turned away, Shijia finally bent down and reached out to remove the flattened kitten.

The kitten lay crookedly in his hands.

Shiga bent him, startled, and the kitten tilted to one side, unable to bear it any longer.

After this happened several times, Shiga finally accepted the fact that the kitten had been crushed.

He was squeezed to the innermost side of the meditation bed by Jiang Xiyu, sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly lowered, silently staring at Jiang Xiyu's reclining back.

Jiang Xiyu felt inexplicably uncomfortable sleeping in this position because she was being stared at.

He turned over again and lay down on his side facing Shiga.

As a result, the gazes directed at him lessened.

He remained still, and Shiga's gaze remained fixed, yet it never wavered.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyu opened her eyes.

By the light of the moon streaming through the window, he groggily saw Shiga's face hidden in the shadows, seemingly expressionless, with a deep, unfathomable gaze.

Jiang Xiyu was startled awake by the gaze.

I wondered, why is the monk still awake in the middle of the night? Is he going to meditate again?

Well, if he's meditating, fine. He can just give him a massage tomorrow. But why is he staring at me like that? It's kind of creepy...

Jiang Xiyu wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but having kept her eyes open for too long, her pretense of sleep became increasingly obvious.

He simply propped himself up on the couch with his hands and said, "Master, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Shiga remained silent, only lowering his eyes slightly.

Jiang Xiyu scrutinized him for a moment, and as her gaze moved downwards, she first noticed the flat blob in his palm, and then the positions the two of them occupied on the couch.

Seeing Shiga leaning against the wall, while he himself... had become human.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, staring at her alluring figure lying on her side, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Unintentionally, he moved his leg and realized that he was very close to Shiga, almost forcing him to the point where he had no room to move.

Jiang Xiyu's lips twitched, then she slowly turned her head to look and found that there was still more than half a space behind her that could be used for sleeping.

The meditation room was deathly silent; no one spoke for a long while.

Jiang Xiyu shifted slightly off the couch, then sat up and apologized to Shijia with some embarrassment.

Shiga simply shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

Jiang Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to suggest that she go to sleep on the table when she looked down and noticed what Shijia was holding.

Shiga gazed at him intently, his eyes calm and solemn.

Jiang Xiyu carefully examined the object and vaguely recognized that the crushed piece was the kitten he had given to Shiga.

As if remembering something, Jiang Xiyu hesitated and lowered his voice, saying, "Master, this... this thing, did I break it?"

No wonder he always felt uncomfortable sleeping, and his back felt as cold as if snow had fallen on it.

Upon hearing this, Shiga paused for a moment, then nodded expressionlessly.

It was clearly his fault for breaking things, but for some reason, Jiang Xiyu felt a strange urge to laugh.

He coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh, before moving closer to Shiga and saying, "Master, please, please give him to me. I can fix him."

Jiang Xiyu thought to himself, "Could it be that I was staring at him like that just now because he flattened this little thing?"

As the faint fragrance of roses drew near, Shiga's eyelashes trembled slightly. Her slender hand unconsciously caressed the kitten sculpture before she reached out and handed it to Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu's lips curved into a smile. He let out a soft sigh of relief and then took the kitten.

He got off the couch, raised his hand to turn on the lamp in the meditation room, and then walked to the table, trying to make amends.

In fact, Jiang Xiyu could have easily turned the kitten back to its original form using magic, but he was too embarrassed to stay on that meditation couch any longer, so he used this excuse to leave.

He sat down at the desk and gently squeezed the kitten, which had curled up into a ball.

The flickering candlelight softened his features.

Shiga watched quietly for a long time before getting off the couch.

A pale purple light swirled around her fingertips, and in no time, the kitten had finished mending the kitten.

When Jiang Xiyu saw him coming, she held the kitten up to Shijia and said, "Master, look, isn't it the same as before?"

Shiga reached out and took it, lowered his eyes to examine it for a moment, and then nodded.

Jiang Xiyu looked up at him.

Shiga paused for a moment, then casually hid the kitten in his sleeve.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiyu remained silent for a while, then suddenly became interested.

He said, "How about I make another one for the monk as an apology?"

Shiga sat down opposite him, frowned slightly upon hearing this, and shook his head, saying, "No need for apologies."

Jiang Xiyu refused, taking the blame for Shijia's inability to sleep on his own, and looking at Shijia with pleading eyes.

Whether it was because the candlelight was flickering too much or something else, her eyes were wet, as if shrouded in a thin mist.

Shiga remained silent.

In the long silence, it seemed as if the flesh and blood in my heart were being eroded by it, becoming thin and transparent, as if it could be easily crushed by a single glance.

Jiang Xiyu waited for him, the only sound in the meditation room being the faint crackling of the candlelight.

After a long while, Jiang Xiyu finally heard the person opposite him give a faint "hmm," as if in response.

Jiang Xiyu smiled gently.

In an instant, a slender figure was projected onto the wall, and from his tailbone, a cat's tail appeared.

The cat's tail had finally started to grow back fur, so it resisted being pulled by Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu held him around his waist, and after plucking just a tuft of hair, the magnified sensation sent a shiver down his spine.

Shiga's gaze immediately turned towards them, sharp as dew and lightning.

His calm brows furrowed, and he asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

He asked a question, before Jiang Xiyu could answer.

Shiga then calmly refused, saying, "Don't do it."

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's just that this tail won't obey me."

As she spoke, the cat's tail swayed slightly in the air, forming a slightly displeased arc.

Shiga's gaze calmed down.

Jiang Xiyu said, "It really doesn't hurt, Master. I'll be done soon, so please don't worry."

As if aware of this person's worries, the last syllable of her voice carried a hint of dependent coquetry.

Shiga gazed at him intently for a long time before slightly shifting her gaze.

Jiang Xiyu then secretly imitated Shijia's meditation posture.

In this way, the kitten will have a companion; it will stay with the little Buddha statue.

When Shiga heard Jiang Xiyu say this, he was slightly lost in thought after receiving the same small Buddha statue as himself.

Jiang Xiyu yawned, seemingly tired.

Shiga then came to his senses, carefully tucked the small Buddha statue into his sleeve, and said, "Go and rest now."

Jiang Xiyu recalled her sleeping position from earlier, pointed to her usual sleeping spot, and said, "I'll sleep here, and so will you, Master. Go to sleep now."

Shiga seemed to see through his predicament, pondered for a moment, and finally just nodded.

However, he did not leave; he simply closed his eyes as if meditating.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiyu also leaned over the table.

As night deepened, the candlelight was extinguished silently, and the meditation room returned to its dim state.

Jiang Xiyu unconsciously closed her eyes, forgetting that she had transformed back into her original form before going to sleep.

Then, a figure rose from the desk.

He stared at Jiang Xiyu for a while before seemingly about to leave.

In the darkness, the departing footsteps suddenly approached Jiang Xiyu again, the shadows looming over him until a hand slowly reached out and covered the back of his neck, pulling him into a horizontal embrace.

The moonlight lengthened the figure walking towards the meditation bed, and also lengthened the hand hanging at his side, the slender fingers trembling almost imperceptibly.