You Plan to Kill me with Meng?

POLAR BEAR ARC CHAPTER 43

The research station had left this male couple alone for two years, and the fact that they had successfully navigated three years together was both unbelievable and heartwarming. Anyone who knew them couldn't help but admire their strong bond.

According to the latest reports, Otis and Alexander were actively preparing for the upcoming spring. Otis's hunting had reached unprecedented levels over the past month. Not only was he eating more, but he was also "encouraging" Alexander to eat as much as possible.

This "encouragement" was, of course, similar to when they were younger—Otis was force-feeding him.

Otis's habit of forcing food on Alexander often led to concerns about whether it might leave psychological scars. It was a kind of overwhelming love that sometimes felt a bit much.

Qiao Qixi couldn't help but agree: 'Absolutely!'

Recently, Otis had been relentlessly hunting on the ice. If seals had thoughts, they'd probably give him a title like "Seal Serial Killer."

Otis ate some of the seals he caught and gave the rest to Qiao Qixi. The frequency and portion sizes of their meals had Qiao Qixi eating with a sense of unease, knowing exactly why Otis was being so intense.

The thought of it made even the usually unfazed Qiao Qixi tense up a bit. This year was different from previous years; both of them had reached maturity, and he couldn't help but wonder if Otis would still be content with just cuddling and grooming like before.

It was a bit awkward.

Qiao Qixi hoped Otis would remain as pure as ever, without any strange or unproductive ideas about deepening their relationship. Daily cuddles and kisses were more than enough.

If someone else had transmigrated into a polar bear, they might find even the cuddles and kisses hard to accept, let alone anything deeper. It would likely be repulsive.

But Qiao Qixi felt that once emotions resonated, it didn't matter whether the other was human or animal.

Perhaps it was also because both were animals, making their bond seem less extraordinary.

After eating the meat handed to him by his silent partner, Qiao Qixi expected that today's activity would involve more seal hunting. But Otis had other plans. He picked up the little yellow bucket and ignored the scent of food along the way, heading straight inland.

'What's meant to come will come.'

Without protest, Qiao Qixi followed Otis, ready to find their spot on the snow-covered mountains.

Unlike the fixed summer resting places, Otis didn't seem to like spending each mating season in the same location. He preferred something new.

At least, that was Qiao Qixi's guess. Without inherited memories, he was like a polar bear with a natural deficiency, lacking many instincts.

From the day he transmigrated, it was as if he'd been given a death sentence—only Otis had commuted it to a life sentence, full of indulgence.

Without inherited memories, he had no idea what he was supposed to do at any given time.

But he didn't regret it because Otis had no clue what his beloved little bear was thinking either.

Maintaining some mystery in a relationship kept the love alive.

"..." 'What an amazing perspective—truly genius thinking.'

Qiao, the genius, swaggered through the Arctic as if it were his own backyard.