Dad, Please Let Me Be Your Only Fan!

Dad, please let me be your solo stan!

Author: The Essence of Humanity

Synopsis:

Chu Yuanqing swore that as a former Savior, he never imagined that one day he would transform into a Magical Girl and participate in an idol survival show just to leave his Daughter a Legacy before dying.

But it's okay, no matter how embarrassing it is, as long as no one finds out, it can be treated as if it never happened!

But who can tell him why his well-behaved and sensible Daughter also came to participate in the survival show?

Watching his Daughter stick to him every day, calling him "sister," and openly declaring "I'm your fan," the middle-aged salaryman's heart was utterly broken.

Damn it, she really doesn't want to fight her Daughter for a debut spot!

Moreover, despite clearly slacking off, he inexplicably faced dangerous remarks like "Who do you like more?" "You chose her last time, it's my turn this time, right?" and even "Don't team up with anyone else, they're all leeching off you, can't you just be solo?"

Looking at his teammates who were clearly not right, and the Fans who were clamoring to send her to the Center position to debut and become the world's number one Idol, Chu Yuanqing just wanted to run away immediately.

But facing his ever-increasing popularity, the former Savior was driven mad with despair.

--She might actually debut.

(Elements of the work: Regret, twisted love triangles, father-daughter conflict, idol stage, retired hardcore Savior saves the World again with song and dance.)

Volume 1: 1. The Forgotten Savior.

Early morning, the electric fan in the room whirred and creaked.

Chu Yuanqing, as usual, escaped the dream of falling endlessly like an abyss with sheer willpower. He ignored the pain that felt like a Tsunami crashing upon his Soul, got out of bed expressionlessly, turned off the fan, completed his routine of washing up, dressing, and cooking.

Chu Yuanqing covered the mung bean soup and ice jelly, served in porcelain bowls, with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. He skillfully used a marker to write a reminder on a sticky note and attached it to the still-warm Milk carton on the dining table.

Despite having an epic, majestic, and glorious Past, in seventeen years of mundane daily life, that magnificent and vast saga had been successfully buried.

Savior?

For a World that had undergone correction, it wasn't even enough to be a laughable fantasy.

Now, he was just an ordinary member among the myriad of living beings, a trivial, and even soon-to-be-discarded, gear in the machinery of society that operated like a giant mechanical clock.

"Xiao Shu, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Chu Yuanqing put on his shoes, grabbed the trash bag, and accustomed to his Daughter's silence, he didn't look at the door that remained closed to him, preparing to leave the apartment.

For so many years, this had been their mode of interaction.

Or rather, this was the result of deliberate indulgence.

But as the door opened, a question with a tone so cold it froze the atmosphere stopped him in his tracks.

"You're still going to work today?"

Chu Yuanqing turned his head. Perhaps due to the distance in their mode of interaction, the Daughter who met his eyes seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

--Exquisite and demure features like an honor student, silky raven-black long hair, a height that could be directly met by tilting her head slightly upwards, and a gaze filled with incomprehension, disappointment, and even disgust.

Children are like that; in the blink of an eye of an adult, they grow like willow branches, becoming taller and no longer tender and innocent. Their original softness is covered by the outer shell of a hedgehog, making it difficult to discern their true feelings.

Chu Yuanqing explained:

"The boss said there's a meeting today, so I have to get to the company early."

Chu Wangshu looked at the blank face, her heart feeling as if it had been stabbed. She suppressed the sourness, pursed her lips, and then suddenly felt a little amused. Her expression grew colder, and she said softly, "Even though today is Mom's death anniversary?"

Chu Yuanqing was stunned. He looked at the date and belatedly realized that his Daughter was wearing a suit that was too solemn for a young person today. He immediately understood the source of her emotions.

But just as he was about to explain, Chu Wangshu had already walked into the room. In a moment, she came back with a suitcase and stood in front of him, coldly telling him to move aside, acting like she was running away from home.

"Move aside, if you're not going, I will."

"You don't have to bring your suitcase for that."

"After I pay my respects, I'll go straight back to school to live."

Chu Yuanqing was momentarily speechless, feeling a bit helpless:

"Back to school? You've already been admitted with honors, why are you still going back to school?"

"Mind your own business."

Chu Wangshu uttered this sentence, coldly dragged her suitcase, and brushed past her father. The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling. Her footsteps paused midway, as if she had said something, then she left without looking back.

Chu Yuanqing stood still in silence, watching her back gradually recede.

He had heard what his Daughter said.

--Liar.

Truly... an irrefutable evaluation.

Chu Yuanqing let out a sigh like an uncle and walked into the sweltering, steamy sunshine. He looked towards the distant, pure white, and illusory endless high walls that stood tall on the horizon like a mirage, and whispered with melancholy in his heart:

"That is the tomb that needs to be commemorated."

--The Wall of Sighs.

No one knows its origin.

This magical reflection, like a creation of the gods, is like a blank page suddenly appearing in history. It abruptly materialized in the Donghuang Federation, the Holy Commonwealth, various city-states and small nations, and even in deserts and seas, becoming a majestic spectacle for all living beings on the entire planet to admire.

Chu Yuanqing no longer looked up at the sky. He lowered his eyes and calmly merged into the crowd, squeezing into the light rail packed like a can of sardines. On the transparent walls flashing past countless scenes, he saw himself, stripped of his brilliance, unfamiliar and ordinary. Yet, he twitched the corner of his mouth and wearily closed his eyes.

The sea in the depths of his soul roared, and the sound of cracking glaciers spread.

Chu Yuanqing coughed a few times, wiped away the blood with a tissue, and numbly endured the pain. Compared to that glorious wall standing in the sky, his life was already a candle in the wind.

Soon.

In another half a year, when Xiao Shu turns eighteen, he could leave with peace of mind.

He gathered his thoughts and got off the light rail.

Chu Yuanqing tried his best to adjust his state and walked into the company building.

But before long, he sensed something was wrong from the pitying gazes of his colleagues.

Soon, "Your performance has failed to meet the target for three consecutive times."

"According to company regulations, you are fired."

The company leader indifferently dropped these words, announcing the cruel reality of middle-aged unemployment.

Ten minutes later.

Chu Yuanqing, holding the thousand yuan settled by the finance department, stood on the street in dismay, clutching a pile of miscellaneous items as if in a dream. Only then did he belatedly begin to think about how to manage his future expenses.

The cost of living in Haido was very high. Rent alone was six to seven thousand per month, plus utilities, internet, phone bills, food expenses, and his daughter's monthly living expenses. It was almost certain he would be on the streets in two months.

Chu Yuanqing wasn't without savings awareness, but due to household registration issues, if he wanted to attend a good high school in Haido, he could only go to a private one. And among private high schools with excellent conditions, the tuition fees were too exorbitant, leaving his savings at only four figures.

The most crucial point was that as a dying person, he had bought personal accident insurance more than half a year ago to save up for his daughter's university tuition. He planned to extort a large sum from the insurance company when his death was near.

Moreover, to maximize profits, the insurance coverage he bought was quite high. It wasn't realistic to pay it all at once, so he chose to pay monthly, which would be completed in exactly one year.

Now, there were still three full months left until he finished paying the insurance premiums.

Chu Yuanqing's condition worsened as his death approached. His former employer had fired him because of this. Trying to find a job with a similar salary was almost impossible.

It could be said that this sudden unemployment had disrupted all his original plans. His anxiety spread wildly like weeds.

What to do?

This question lingered in his mind, and he had no answer even when he reached his doorstep.

Chu Yuanqing sighed wearily. He used his key to open the door and entered the room. He inadvertently caught sight of a flyer on the balcony railing. As if guided by fate, he picked it up. It was a recruitment advertisement for a variety show talent competition.

No educational requirements, food and accommodation provided.

Monthly salary of twelve thousand, and the application point was in Haido.

The salary and benefits listed were numerous, while the recruitment requirements were simple and unpretentious, only requiring the applicant to be female, have excellent looks, and no bad record.

At this moment, Chu Yuanqing thought of many things. As a Savior from the old era, he had lost ninety-nine percent of his superpowers. Until now, only a superpower like a prank remained.

Because it was a peaceful era and of no help in his life, he had almost forgotten he possessed this ability.

But facing the pressure of life, as this flyer caught his eye, the corresponding memory surfaced in his mind.

-- Unknown-level superpower, Transformation.

To be precise, it was to transform his life form into a Magical Girl.

"If, I mean if."

"If I become a girl, wouldn't finding a job be much easier than for a middle-aged uncle?"

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Volume 1: 2. Transformation into a Magical Girl.

Chu Yuanqing, thirty-six years old, retired Savior.

At this very moment, this flyer was like a devil's contract tempting him to fall into the abyss, giving him a dangerous idea amidst his unemployment crisis.

He spread his palm, and a pendant materialized from the void, falling into his hand.

Silver threads like moonlight carved the frame, enclosing shattered gray glass. The overall design was an exquisite lantern, its texture so fine it could be considered an expensive work of art. However, it now appeared dim and lusterless, possessing an ancient, dilapidated feel.

This was the crystallization of his ability, much like the transformation devices of Magical Girls in some animations.

The difference was that after transforming using it as a medium, his life form would be permanently changed.

Even if he could revert to his current form, it would no longer be his true body but a product woven by magic.

In other words, there was no regretting it.

Once used, there was no going back.

Chu Yuanqing was troubled. The dignity of being a man, coupled with the shame, awkwardness, and resistance that arose amidst the chaos, filled his chest.

But soon, his gaze fixed on a group photo on the living room counter.

--A still young Chu Yuanqing, holding his tender Daughter like a snowball, stood before a blooming sunflower field, offering a relieved smile to the camera.

Chu Yuanqing stopped overthinking and made his decision.

He was an unneeded Savior; there was no longer a ship for him to ride in this New Era.

If not for Xiao Shu, he would have let the Curse of the Sea of Truth consume him 17 years ago and died.

Now that his life was nearing its countdown, what was there to care about regarding his biological gender?

Besides, if he didn't do this, he might not even live another three months.

This body was already decaying under the Curse. Converting to a life form like a Magical Girl, which was primarily soul-based, could indirectly extend his life.

Besides! No one would know, and no one would see. Rounding down, it was as if he hadn't changed at all, so it should be fine!

Although becoming a beautiful girl and even singing, dancing, and rapping was embarrassing, it was nothing compared to his Daughter's future!

Chu Yuanqing engaged in self-hypnosis, self-comfort, and self-PUA, then nodded earnestly with certainty:

"Yes, that's right."

"It's only half a year. As long as no one finds out, it'll be fine."

As his words fell.

A deep, pitch-black darkness, like a Tsunami, silently submerged the entire living room.

The pendant suddenly enlarged, transforming into an exquisite Lantern, its faint Light flickering within.

Chu Yuanqing melted into the darkness, his shedding Soul falling into the Light within the Lantern. The sound of fetal movement, like a leap, boomed, and then a few wisps of Radiance sprouted and spread, intertwining to form a brand new body. The Lantern then reverted back to a pendant.