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

The dull thud of bones colliding echoed inside the cage. Qin Che was knocked to the side by the sudden punch and staggered back half a step before regaining his balance.

The chains rattled with his movements. He slowly turned his head, his lips still stained with blood he hadn't licked clean earlier. The red welts from his punches spread from his cheekbones to his jaw, adding a touch of wild, eerie beauty.

He stared at your clenched fist, his voice filled with deep confusion, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible grievance at the end, like a large dog misunderstood by its owner: "Why did you push me away? You've already chosen to come in..."

Those blood-red eyes, which still burned with a bloodthirsty desire, now forced out a hint of hurt.

He raised his hand to wipe his cheek where he had been hit, a drop of blood on his fingertip, but instead chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the metal cage: "So this is what you like?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly bent down and grabbed the iron chain at the bottom of the cage, using the reaction force to rush forward.

You instinctively stepped back, but your lower back slammed hard against the edge of the railing, making you gasp in pain.

His nose almost touched your collarbone, his warm breath, tinged with a faint smell of blood, sprayed onto your neck, carrying a seductive heat: "Guess who this cage was built for..."

Your fist is still trembling slightly; the force of that punch has left your knuckles numb.

Looking at the anticipation and madness flickering in his eyes.

"Qin Che!" you growled through gritted teeth, trying to break free from the oppressive feeling he created.

This damn tranquilizer is completely useless!!

He suddenly chuckled softly, the sound so loud it tickled your eardrums.

The next second, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed your wrist that was holding the shackles, with such force that he almost crushed your bones.

The iron chain stretched taut between the two of them. He lowered his head, his nose brushing against your sweaty forehead. The excitement and grievance in his red eyes intertwined into an even more dangerous vortex: "Before I bite your throat off, let's do something else."

Using the force of his grip on your wrist, you flipped him over, and with your other hand, you precisely fastened the shackles to his right wrist. The metal latch clicked shut, and the instant you pulled your hand back, you pulled it back sharply.

Qin Che raised an eyebrow at the bound hands, his crimson eyes swirling with displeasure mixed with a subdued rage: "Scared?" He yanked the shackles, the sound ringing out, his tone laced with amusement, "Your way of 'helping' is certainly friendly..."

"When you get close to your prey, you have to make sure you're safe. That's what you taught me." You said as you backed away, only daring to catch your breath when your back was pressed against the railing. Your palms were already soaked with cold sweat.

"prey."

A low laugh rolled down his throat as he licked the blood off his canine teeth, the last syllable of his tongue trailing off softly and for a long time.

Before he finished speaking, the locked wrists suddenly exerted force, the iron chains were pulled straight, and he used the reaction force to pounce on you, his five fingers forming claws as he aimed for your throat.

As you sidestep, you pull on the chain, which slides rapidly on the metal pulleys, making a screeching, grating sound.

The next instant, as you pressed the hidden latch on the cage wall, Qin Che's arms were suddenly pulled into the air, and he was lifted into the air by the iron chain, hanging halfway in the center of the cage.

"Roar!!!" The beast-like roar shook the dust off the top of the cage and caused it to fall in a flurry. He twisted his body wildly, and the iron chains dug deep into his wrist bones, leaving two purplish-red bloody marks.