When Cross-Dressing Meets a Jerk

This is BL!

Trust me, the romance will be incredibly sweet. A wealthy, self-deprecating landlord who cross-dresses as the seme + a rootless, irreverent, terminally ill bastard as the uke.

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Honestly, this is my first time publishing a novel, and I'm super nervous.

I'll try to update once a day, around ten at night.

“‘Hey, cutie, you're looking pretty good. This cup of tea is on me’... ‘Until we meet again.’ A man's voice pierced his ears...”

“‘I still want to live~ What's wrong with me?! Didn't we agree to leave it to fate?!’ He stared as if possessed at the pool of blood on the ground, shouting in a cracking voice through his tears. They ran down his cheeks and mingled with the blood.”

“‘Promise me you won't jump, okay? I'm the boss of this street! I can definitely cure your illness.’ That was the first time he begged him, and the last. ‘Listen to me. I love you! I understand what you're thinking! Don't worry about what other people think. Live well.’

‘I love you too..’

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.