Bull Soldier Lesser Yaoguais
Description
Three centuries ago, when the 
Bull King still graced the Celestial Court and the 
Red Boy practiced under Guanyin, peace reigned over Flaming Mountains.
One day, Bishui Beast promoted a captain among the bull soldiers, and the captain moved into the night-duty chamber of the Rakshasa Palace to accommodate his increased responsibilities.
He occupied the adjoining room for rest and the main west chamber for hosting guests. One morning, he found the guest room had been tidily arranged overnight: dustless furniture, washed fruits on plates, and freshly brewed tea. Perplexed, he thought of the furry celestial maidens serving the Lady and the fox maidens attending the King’s daughter. Recalling how the other guards often teased him for being more handsome than the rest, now, as a new captain, he couldn’t help but feel elated-surely, there must be a secret admirer.
For over a month, this mysterious “kind-hearted maiden” visited nightly yet never revealed herself. Growing impatient, the captain resolved to wait outside the chamber one night. Around the fourth watch, he heard heavy steps, quite unlike the gentle maidens, furred or fox. Regardless, he lunged at the figure as soon as the door opened and secured a tight hold on it. The figure was muscular and sturdy, too large for his arms. Muffled grunts followed, and the voice of the 
Bull Sergeant emerged, “I like things tidy, and your room is always messy. That’s why I’d clean it up after my night duty. You don’t have to act so… grateful…”
Poetry
Strong of body, skilled in fight,
Shield and spear, a valorous sight.
Heart ablaze with fervent zeal,
Love’s disdain, the pain he feels.
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