Don't Pick Up a Sorcerer at Your Door

Ozawa Yuhosato felt like the world had become bizarre.

Twenty-one days after she first found an injured man named Toji in the bushes by her front door, she came across another man with a weird hairstyle and a severed hand.

For some reason, the moment this man saw Fushiguro Toji, he went berserk like a hyena spotting carrion, desperate to pounce on him. He didn't even care that Ozawa Yuhosato had just attached his new arm, and it was still a little unsteady.

After finally calming the two men in her house, half a month later she found a white-haired man whose waist had nearly been severed.

...Hold on, oh heavens. Is this some kind of injured-man recycling center? Why are all these critically injured men being sent to my house?

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After she nursed the men back to health, they disappeared one after another.

Then one day, when she had just returned from outside and opened the front door, she saw a scene that looked like something out of a living hell. The white-haired, clingy man she'd finally managed to tame was looking exhausted and trapped inside a small box.

...Right. In. Front. Of. Her.

Ozawa Yuhosato had gone to great lengths to nurse her man back to health, and now she was furious. She grabbed her toolbox and charged in, ignoring the Domain and the attacks. She pulled out a needle and thread and stitched a ring around his brain in no time.

"You like pulling it out to scare people, don't you? Now you can spend the rest of your life scaring people with your brain hanging out."

-- Reading notes --

1. Everyone's favorite, handsome and hot men, sweet and gentle men: the female lead wants them all.

2. Apologies for OOC. Many elements are my own inventions.

3. The female lead ignores damage and Domains. She's a concept-level powerhouse.

4. The female lead is a doll-restoration artist, a carnivore, and a beauty enthusiast.

5. Every time the female lead picks up a man: Find me a wife.

Theme: Cherish life