Newbie Encounters a Top-tier Succubus Boss - Chapter 1

Chapter 1
Not long ago, I discovered anomalies in the Instance area I’m responsible for.
Some players have been secretly bringing bosses from the Instance back to reality, and in considerable numbers.
These cruel, bloodthirsty bosses, filled with malice toward humans, are now nestling beside players in various forms, even exposing their soft bellies for them to stroke.
The players, too, seem completely accustomed, interacting with the bosses as if it were nothing.
They call this “love.”
I don’t understand it, nor do I respect it.
Upon inspection, none of these bosses possess any mind-controlling abilities.
That leaves only one possibility: something undetectable from the outside must have gone wrong inside the Instance, causing these outstanding players to lose their minds and bring the bosses back to reality.
To uncover the real reason, I had no choice but to enter the Instance personally.
An administrator’s duties do not include completing tasks within Instances.
In terms of practical experience, I’m a genuine novice.
But when it comes to theoretical knowledge, I’m a seasoned veteran.
Over the years, I’ve observed countless Instances, and my understanding of various bosses is no less than that of any other player.
No matter what kind they are, how bizarre their form, how cunning, or how ruthless their methods, I can always devise a countermeasure immediately.
Except for one type of boss.
The kind that suddenly rushes out, clings to you desperately, and cries its eyes out.
Like the one currently in my arms.
Chapter 2
In this Instance, my identity is a Senior Hunter of the Special Investigation Bureau, primarily responsible for eliminating and containing high-level monsters.
Because of this hunter identity, the moment I entered the Instance, I gained the ability to identify monsters.
Though the person in my arms looks exactly like a human, he is unmistakably a monster.
And the strongest boss in this Instance.
The docile figure in my arms has gentle features, lent an indescribable charm by the mole at the corner of his mouth.
He lowers his head, tentatively resting it against my neck.
His soft, smooth black hair brushes against my skin, causing a faint itch, and the warm, tender sensation where our bodies meet makes him seem like a harmless youth.
I look at him, my mind briefly frozen.
Because in my memory, no boss from any Instance would ever suddenly rush out and embrace a player.
Seeing that I wasn’t resisting, Yu Che held on even tighter.
Yu Che is a powerful monster, but he is also cowardly and clings to life.
After a companion who can see the future told him that he would die at the hands of a human named Wen Su, he was so terrified that he couldn’t sleep, trembling all day.
A senior advised Yu Che that humans tend to be overly lenient with their lovers, so after hearing that, Yu Che immediately decided to defect to the enemy.
For this, he stayed up several nights, painstakingly crafting a human appearance he thought the other might like.
The effect wasn’t obvious, because the other party showed no reaction.
Yu Che felt bewildered.
This human was too cold-devoid of expression, like a block of ice in winter.
He began recalling the methods his companion had taught him for pleasing humans.
His companion had said: “Humans will always soften toward a creature that cries and pleads.”
Sniffling, Yu Che hugged the person and pleaded in a low voice.
“I’m Yu Che, I’m a good monster-please don’t kill me?”
The soft warmth pressed closer, and I instinctively stepped back.
The retreat was interpreted by Yu Che as rejection. He blinked, about to employ the trump card his companion had given him.
His well-proportioned fingers clutched the clothing in front of my chest. Yu Che lifted his face, his moist eyes meeting mine directly.
His pale lips parted, producing two faint, soft syllables.
“Husband.”