Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

The living room was dimly lit, with the only light source coming from the crackling electric fireplace against the wall.

Through the window with the curtains not drawn, one could vaguely see the night sky outside where snowflakes were still falling.

Qin Che placed the cardboard box on the coffee table in the center of the living room.

The little white dove, which had been drooping its head, raised it and curiously looked around at its newfound position: "Coo coo coo~~~~~~"

Upon hearing this, Mephistopheles tilted his head and flew over from the distant perch.

"Gaga~~~Gaga~~~"

Qin Che led you to sit on the sofa.

After hearing the loud caw of the crow, he glanced at Mephisto.

He pulled you into his arms and adjusted you into a comfortable position.

The temperature in the living room was a few degrees higher than in the underground garage.

At this moment, you had already taken off your coat and nestled into Qin Che's arms.

You put your arm around someone's waist, rest your head on their chest, and tell them about your little accident.

"That's how it is~~ It's lucky to have met such a benefactor as me. It barely escaped with its life. The wind and snow are so strong outside. If no one takes care of it now, it definitely won't live long."

As you nuzzled against him affectionately, you continued, "Qin Che, think about it, this little pigeon, its feathers not even fully grown, is injured, drifting in the wind and snow, so weak, pitiful, and helpless!"

"You can take care of it yourself."

You fidgeted with your fingers a couple of times, then replied somewhat weakly, "Um, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, and it'll be for several days. You know, I just took leave not long ago..."

"so what?"

You turned your head, blinked your big, watery eyes twice, and met his red eyes: "So, could you help it?"

"Offering a helping hand simply because someone is pitiful is what philanthropists do." Qin Che tilted his head slightly, his fingertip pinching your earlobe. "Do you think I am?"

Qin Che threw the question back at him.

"Qin Che~~~~~~~" You tugged at his sleeve and continued to act coquettishly.

Qin Che remained unmoved. He pursed his lips and furrowed his brow slightly: "I just got rid of those cats, and you've already brought me new trouble..."

But you didn't give up so easily. You climbed out of his arms, wrapped your arms around his neck, and brought your lips to his.

"Qin Che~~~ Just help me out, okay? You don't need to do anything, just let it stay under your wing, have this warm little nest, and not starve or freeze to death, that's all~~~~~ Please~~~~~~~"

Qin Che remained silent, letting you wipe the corner of his lips and continue to plead with him.

The only sounds in the entire space, besides your coquettish voice, were the two of you breathing.

Mephistopheles turned his head and looked at you with an expression that said, "I can't bear to look at you."

You glared at it, feeling absolutely no shame in front of a bird: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone act cute and cuddly before...?"

Mephistopheles seemed speechless. It didn't say anything, but hopped a couple of steps closer to the shoebox and looked down at the little pigeon inside.

You continued to shake Qin Che's neck: "Ouch~ Qin Che~~~~~~ Why are you silent~~~~ Based on our relationship~~ You'll definitely agree to this tiny little request of mine, right~~~~"