FSGOR Ch79 – Extra1

To be honest—

Jiang Tian would sometimes fantasize that he was the protagonist of a manga.

Like maybe he had some kind of superpower and could save the world.

These kinds of fantasies followed him all throughout middle school and, unfortunately, persisted into high school.

The classic case of adolescent “chuunibyou”

 (chuunibyou-“eighth-grader syndrome”, is a Japanese term describing a phase some teenagers go through where they exhibit delusions of grandeur and a desire to stand out. This can manifest as believing they possess special powers, having secret knowledge, or acting in an exaggerated, dramatic way. ).

But in reality, he was just an ordinary—maybe a bit unusually well-behaved—high schooler.
Aside from his decent grades, his life revolved around soccer and studying, with not much excitement.

Until one day, Jiang Tian had a dream.

It was an extraordinary dream.

His parents were watering flowers on the balcony.

His sister was overseas studying for her PhD.

And he had just gotten out of bed, sat down at his desk—
and saw a strange notebook lying there.

The breeze outside lifted the curtain, brushing over the corner of the desk.

The mysterious notebook glowed with floating lights like dancing sprites, irresistibly inviting him to open the cover.

[Bad Dog Diary.]

[Choose a man, do bad things to him. When the mission value reaches 200%, your childhood wish will be permanently granted.]

[Otherwise…]

[All the happiness you have will vanish like foam!]

Anyone with a bad temper would probably already be in a foul mood after reading that.

Jiang Tian blinked and flipped through the notebook.

The scrawled handwriting looked familiar—like his own from when he was a kid.

Still, he had no memory of such a weird notebook.

He was about to ask his parents when, just as he stood up,

his body froze because he suddenly remembered something from kindergarten.

That was when a nationwide plane crash had made the news.

Because both his parents were on that flight, Jiang Tian and his sister had cried for days, praying in their dreams that rescue teams would find survivors and bring their parents back safely.

“?!”

Jiang Tian sat back down abruptly, staring at the notebook in front of him as distant memories flooded back.

He had made a wish in a dream back then: If my parents can return safely, I’m willing to pay any price.

In that dream, a dog-shaped “divine being” had told him that in the year he turned 18, he would have to fulfill his obligation, do bad things on its behalf, so that everyone on that plane would return safely.

Jiang Tian swallowed hard and leaned back in the chair.

Now he remembered.

He really had made a strange wish in a dream, and after waking up, he had written down every word the dream dog told him verbatim in that notebook.

And now, the notebook had reappeared. Exactly in the year he turned 18, just like the dream had foretold.

“……”

This was too absurd.

Jiang Tian forced down his inner chaos, left the room, and gazed toward the living room from afar.

His parents were chatting and laughing while watering the flowers. The scene was warm and healing.

Because of the sound from his door, his parents looked toward him.

“Xiao Tian’s awake!”

His mother passed the watering can to his father, smiling as she walked over.

“Your sister sent back a bunch of stylish clothes. I haven’t even had time to wash them for you.”

Jiang Tian was dazed.

“Mom, I…”

His father always cheerful glanced over and said to his wife,

“What’s up with the kid today?”

“Don’t tell me he just woke up all confused?”

Jiang Tian’s throat felt dry.

He wanted to call out “Dad,” but found that he couldn’t speak.

“Oh no!”

His mom panicked.

“The flu is really bad lately. The neighbor’s grandson hasn’t stopped running a fever. Our Xiao Tian isn’t getting sick too, is he?!”

His father’s smile vanished.

He dropped what he was doing and declared he’d go buy medicine.

“Quick, make him some soothing soup. We can’t let Xiao Tian get sick—he’s got a soccer match this week!”

“……”

His parents moved so fast, he couldn’t get a word in edgewise.

They were bustling around, busy with their own worries.

In that moment—

Jiang Tian’s heart overflowed with emotion.

But more than that, he felt afraid.

Afraid of losing this happiness.

Afraid his sister would grow up without their parents’ love.

So, he brought the notebook to school.

***

Ningcheng No. 3 High School.

Springtime.

Crabapple blossoms bloomed like a sea of pink.

Petals fluttered down through the classroom window, landing gently on the notebook titled Bad Dog Diary lying on Jiang Tian’s desk.

He rested his chin on his hand, zoning out for a long while, only snapping back to reality when the class bell rang.

He noticed a petal had landed right on the last word of the phrase “choose a man.”

“……”

Huh.

He must’ve known he liked boys even as a kid.

He didn’t tell his friends about the notebook, but he had been discussing sexual orientation with Lu Qiao a lot lately.

All because Lu Qiao had started online dating… a guy.

***

After class, Jiang Tian and Lu Qiao sat near a canteen window, slurping rice noodles.

They exchanged looks of “We’re on the same wavelength.”

Jiang Tian had a quiet personality and sharp, handsome features, often giving people a cold or aloof impression.

Lu Qiao was the complete opposite—his gaze was borderline pervy, and his online dating stories were wild.

Jiang Tian took a sip of water and asked curiously, “So… did you two end up… you know, sexting?”

“Cough.”

Lu Qiao scratched his head.

“If you met someone you liked, you’d want to do that too.”

Jiang Tian: “…”

Probably not.

Though Jiang Tian believed he liked guys, he’d never met a same-age boy who truly piqued his interest.

“That means you like older men,” Lu Qiao declared.

Jiang Tian thought for a moment. “Maybe… I guess I do like more mature types.”

Lu Qiao’s gossip radar went off.

Just as he was about to dig deeper, he spotted a teammate entering the cafeteria.

They exchanged greetings.

Among them was a guy Lu Qiao had long suspected of being closeted.

“Ah Hao is definitely a deep-closet case,” Lu Qiao said mysteriously.

“He and that guy he’s always hanging out with? Totally both deep-closet.”

Jiang Tian blinked.

“I’m not really following.”

“Well, of course you’re not, Tian-Ge.”

“They act all straight and bro-y, but only us hopeless gays can see the truth!”

“…”

Jiang Tian let out a soft laugh.

He honestly admired Lu Qiao’s openness.

Even after being beaten bloody with a belt by his dad for coming out,

Lu Qiao just laughed it off afterward, calling his scars “a man’s badge of honor.”

If not for Lu Qiao, Jiang Tian wasn’t sure he’d ever have the courage to come out himself.

This path would likely be longer than imagined.

But compared to childhood friends like Lu Qiao, whose lives were now filled with clingy, report-everything boyfriends—even needing to check in before playing a game of soccer. Jiang Tian still couldn’t quite relate.

He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to fall head-over-heels in love, nor could he guess what kind of man he’d end up dating.

Which is why—

The sudden appearance of the Bad Dog Notebook gave him the chance to deeply explore a question he’d already been curious about, hoping to find an answer.

But…

Choose a man and do bad things to him?

That sounded way too weird.

After dinner, Jiang Tian and Lu Qiao returned to the classroom, walking into a gust of spring wind. Jiang Tian couldn’t help but shiver.

He kept feeling like a flying puppy with propeller ears was buzzing around his head, urging him to hurry up and find a man—like a hallucination from overdoing competition prep.

Sure enough, when he sat down and pulled the notebook out of the drawer, the place where the crabapple petal had left a mark landed squarely on the “mission value” he’d once scribbled in watercolors as a kid—

Like it was reminding him to get on with seducing a man already!

“…………”

He’d dreamed of being an anime protagonist before—preferably the kind that saved the world.
Never did he expect to become the main character in an 18+/NSFW yaoi manga.

‘Seducing a man? I can’t do that.’

Buzz—
A message popped up on his phone.

It was from a group chat with Lu Qiao and Zhao Yuanhao.
A dangerous topic, of course.

Lu Qiao: Going man-hunting tonight? @Hao

Hao: ?

Hao: I’m straight.

Lu Qiao: Oh please, stop pretending!

Lu Qiao: We’re all gay here—you think I can’t tell what you’re up to?

Lu Qiao: [Shared location – Ao Ke Pavilion]

Lu Qiao: Ao Ke is hosting a public LGBTQ+ mixer, sounds pretty fun. Bring your ambiguous flirt-buddy with you!

Hao: ……

Hao: What about Jiang Tian? @KIRA

Jiang Tian, just reading the messages and about to say he was still thinking, caught sight of the notebook.

His reply became instantly decisive.

KIRA: I’m going.

KIRA: You coming? @Hao

Hao: …………

Hao: Fine.

Hao: See you after school.

That’s how their trio always rolled—majority wins.
At least, that’s what Zhao Yuanhao always told himself.

He even brought along his maybe-sorta crush, which made it four of them—though those two were clearly the fastest-moving pair, glued to each other the whole time.

Lu Qiao stuck by Jiang Tian’s side, playing the role of an evil little beagle, and kept whispering gossip about their friends:

“What kind of straight guy calls his bro ‘baby’? Absolutely hilarious!”

“……” Jiang Tian was a little stunned.

“Yeah… that really doesn’t sound straight.”

Lu Qiao: “Exactly.”

“Anyway, tonight’s outing might just be the turning point.”

“Once they see other couples being lovey-dovey, maybe they’ll finally talk it out and just get together!”

Jiang Tian smiled lightly and nodded, but stayed mostly quiet, carrying his sports bag and walking along the road—his mind still on the notebook.

***

Meanwhile—

Top floor of Ao Ke Pavilion.

Because a friend was about to move abroad, the heir of the prestigious Chu family had actually agreed to show up at the party—a rare sight, to say the least.

Everyone in the circle knew this CEO: ruthless, sharp-eyed, proud.
Dating him was out of the question. Even just befriending him required extreme caution.

Still, Chu Xuyu had his upsides.
Despite his intense ambition, he treated employees exceptionally well—he was the gold standard of modern CEOs.

“This is so pointless.”

Staring at the sexuality-awareness mixer his friend Fu Boxi had put together, Chu Xuyu scoffed.
“You’d be better off sticking to your psych research.”

Fu Boxi, ever shameless: “I told you, medicine can’t cure the gays.”

Chu Xuyu: “……”

Fu Boxi: “So—has our CEO finally accepted that he might be one of us?”

Chu Xuyu frowned, leaning back against the leather sofa like he’d just heard the joke of the century.

“You’re completely full of it.”

“Oh yeah? What’s so ridiculous?”

Fu Boxi picked up his wine glass, pretending to sigh like a long-suffering friend.

“You think I threw this party for fun?”

“I’ve got a buddy who’s been suppressing his true orientation for over ten years. He’s gonna explode at this rate.”

Chu Xuyu: “…………”

Really? You’re calling me out in public?

He didn’t bother to argue. Just said he was going to the entrance to wait for Shen Yan.

There, one of Fu’s employees was handing out party masks.

Chu Xuyu wasn’t planning to pay attention, but the employee—young, energetic—eagerly approached him: “Sir, you haven’t picked a mask yet, right? We’ve got tons of animal styles to choose from!”

As a benevolent young entrepreneur, Chu Xuyu was about to keep walking, but paused—unwilling to crush the kid’s enthusiasm.

He politely asked, “Like what?”

“This wolf-ear mask would look great on you~”

The employee practically sparkled with admiration.

“You’re so handsome—way more attractive than movie stars! This one would be perfect for you!”

Chu Xuyu: ……

Well now that you’ve said that, I guess I’ll wear it.

Every friend in his circle was like this, and Chu Xuyu was no exception.

Even though he didn’t think he was gay, and had no interest in this kind of party, he still ended up putting on the wolf-ear mask.

As he walked confidently toward Entrance #2 with his hands in his pockets— at Entrance #3, coming from the opposite direction, a few new guests were arriving.

Young, good-looking, full of energy.

“Waaah—”

One of the event staff came over immediately, eyeing the blushing cuties with delight.
“Have you babies reached adulthood yet?”

Jiang Tian was a little embarrassed: “Hello… yes, we’re all adults.”

The others didn’t mind the nickname at all.

Especially Lu Qiao, who had already read up on the party rules:

You don’t need a certain job or background—just be over 18.

“I’m a full-grown beagle baby!” he declared.

The other two guys, tangled up in their own ambiguous flirtation, insisted they were straight.

But the way they called each other “baby” while helping pick out animal masks?

Not even a hint of hesitation.

Truly Schrödinger’s straight guys.

Jiang Tian picked a random mask and looked down— it had floppy ears, like a border collie puppy.

Jiang Tian: “……”

Huh?

He had the oddest feeling the dream-dog was about to start whispering again: Hurry up and seduce a man~