Pokémon, but cultural invasion

As dusk fell, they discovered a dilapidated hut in a slightly more open area.

Several snow-hatted monsters of various sizes were lying in the hut.

"The house is full of corpses; let's have them for dinner tonight."

Mistaking the owner of the cottage for a human prince, they fall into confusion.

Just as the princess opened her gaping maw to begin her meal, the Snow Hat Monster emitted a faint sound.

"Princess, are those people still alive?"

The prince listened intently to the snow-hatted monster's whisper and said, "They seem to be too hungry to move. Can you help them find food?"

The princess looked at the prince with a resentful expression, telling herself that there was nothing she could do if the prince thought it was human.

She wanted to get along better with the prince, so she couldn't refuse his request.

By the time the princess had hunted down the meat and shared it with the snow-hatted monster, it was already late at night.

The Snow Hat Monster wanted to thank them for providing him with a cabin to stay in.

Perhaps due to the fatigue of the journey, the prince slept soundly, while the princess, who loved to sing at night, was still wide awake.

The princess and the snow-hat monster chatted while lingering outside the hut.

"By the way, is that human with you an emergency food reserve?"

"You know, we have a deep hatred for humans."

The princess was startled when she was poked in a spot she was completely unprepared for.

"No, that's not true. The prince isn't like that."

She denied it without hesitation.

From the princess's attitude, the snow-hat monster sensed something: "You...do you want to live in harmony with humans?"

The princess, who was being talked about, couldn't honestly admit it and simply remained silent.

"Monsters and humans living in harmony? How is that even possible?!"

"You've probably heard a lot about monsters accidentally harming humans, or humans betraying monsters."

"It won't end well."

The Snow Hat Monster walked back to the hut and said before entering, "But I'll do my best for what Zoroark wants to do."

The princess curled up in bed, the snow-hat monster's words swirling in her mind, refusing to leave.

So far, I feel happy holding the prince's hand, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

"But my true form is that of a monster the prince hates, and it was I who failed to tell him that caused his blindness."

"If the prince finds out about these things, everything will be over."

"As long as we don't get caught, everything will be fine..."

With this thought in mind, the princess didn't sleep a wink all night.

...

"I really hope the princess's wish comes true soon, and that they can live happily ever after."

Zi Yu's hands were clenched tightly together.

Bai Leiya looked solemn. She was not only a teacher at Blueberry Academy, but also a writer.

The first half of the film presents a story full of ups and downs, and the princess's inner thoughts are exceptionally rich.

As an insider, she began to understand why Tingxiang could sweep the world; even the stories she casually shared with her students for practice were so captivating and astonishing.

...

The night after leaving the cabin, the two rested by the lake at sunset.

They chatted about everything under the sun, and even played games.

The princess was very interested in word chain games, which she had never played before, but she was utterly defeated by the prince.

The loser has to grant the other person a request.

The prince wanted to hear her singing again.

The princess was in a dilemma. Her singing voice had already been sold to the witch, and singing the same song again sounded dry and hollow.

The prince was surprised by her transformation.

The princess could only attribute the unusual situation to fatigue from the journey.

As night deepened, the prince fell into a deep sleep, but the princess still couldn't sleep.

Her longing for the prince and the overlapping lies twisted her beyond recognition; she looked at her ugly reflection in the lake, like a monster.

On the third day of the journey, the princess held a flower she had picked for the prince, and she remained motionless, seemingly deep in thought.

Finally, as if having made some kind of decision, it transformed back into its monster form.

Her fingers trembled, and the little flower held between her large fingers trembled as well.

...In the end, the hand extended to the prince failed to deliver the flowers to him.

The next day, the two passed through the cave that the Witch's Path had to traverse.

A large group of screw gophers in the cave had a keen sense of smell and really liked the flowers in their hands.

The kind prince suggested going outside to bring back a large bunch of flowers, and the princess had no choice but to comply.

The two picked many flowers from the flower field and gave them to the screw ground squirrels, who sang happily and joyfully.

That night, the cave was like a lively concert, and even the princess and prince couldn't help but sing along.

The moonlight is bright and clear.

The two returned to the flower field.

The princess gave the prince what she thought was the best flower in the field and held his hand, which the prince returned shyly.

The comforting warmth emanating from his hands made the princess forget about the monster, the lies, and her anxieties.

Right now, I just want time to stand still at this moment.

Suddenly, moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the two of them.

The time was short; the princess held the prince's hand, and the hand that had turned back into a monster's only lasted for a moment.

Even so, this brief period was enough for the prince to recall terrifying memories.

"Why do your hands feel like a monster's?"

Although the prince was unwilling to believe it, it was indeed true that the princess's soft hand in his own hands had turned into a monster's hand.

"Could it be... that the princess is a monster?"

The prince was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly; the flower field was perched on a cliff.

"Your Majesty, Prince...it's not like that..."

The princess tried desperately to explain, but the prince wouldn't listen.

"Danger!"

The princess lunged toward the prince, who had just missed his footing at the edge of the cliff, and grabbed his arm at the last second.

The lantern slipped from his hand and fell off the cliff.

"Prince, put your other hand up too, or you'll fall!"

The princess in human form could not lift him up directly.

The prince ignored him: "Princess, are you lying to me?"

"Princess, are you actually a monster?"

"That's not how it works, you're overthinking it."

The princess pleaded through gritted teeth, "Perhaps it's the feel of the flower..."

"Please, put your other hand up!"

The princess tried desperately to grab the prince's other hand, but the prince did not respond and just kept his head down.

[If she could simply transform back into a monster, she could easily pull the prince up, but the princess desperately didn't want him to discover her true identity, so she could only layer lies upon lies.]

Just then, the dark clouds that had been obscuring the moon were blown away by the wind.

The moonlight was about to fall on the two of them again.

...

The video suddenly stopped playing.

Cai Dou suddenly stood up, her legs slamming the chair aside with a screeching sound.

People around her turned to look at her.

"Sorry, I'm rude."

Cai Dou's face turned red. She never expected the film to suddenly pause and for her to suddenly stand up.

Ziyu and the others ignored Cai Dou's lapse in composure and asked anxiously, "Why did it suddenly stop?"

"Is this the end of the short film production process?"

Quanshu rubbed his nose.

"No, there's more later, it must be stuck."

He started fiddling with the computer and projector.

Like a film that has been paused, it continues.

Chapter 211 Never Stopping

"Scared me..."

Zi Yu patted her chest gently and let out a long sigh of relief.

If the film ended at the crucial moment that would determine the fate of the two, she would be truly tormented.

The screen suddenly lit up, and clear moonlight enveloped the two people on the cliff edge from above.

The magic the witch bestowed upon the princess began to lose its effectiveness.

Bathed in moonlight, the princess reverted to her original form, transforming back into the inexplicable wolf-like monster.

"Ah...this is!"

The prince's doubts became certainty; he hung precariously from the cliff, and the princess's hand gripping his was unmistakably that of a monster.

"Why...why did you lie to me...?"

The princess had run out of excuses and lies to cover it up, and she muttered something under her breath.

"fraud!"

"Let me go, you monster!"

For the princess, those were the last words she wanted to hear from the prince.

Those words felt like a knife piercing her heart.

The princess suddenly felt breathless, and her vision blurred with tears.

My heart has never ached like this before.

The prince struggled and fought to break free from the arm that was gradually losing its strength, and he fell off the cliff.

The monster, perched on the edge of the cliff, could only helplessly and motionlessly watch the prince disappear into a dark forest.

Her mind went blank.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of burning vegetation and a faint red glow came from the dark forest below the cliff.