The Tentacle Lady Wants to Cuddle with Hisoka Today, Too

I've been really troubled lately. My online boyfriend wants to meet in person, but I'm terrified he'll be disappointed when he sees me... My online boyfriend is polite and gentle, like a sweet, obedient little bunny. Everything about him hits all my buttons, and I can't handle it. The third time he invited me to meet, I looked at my tentacles and came clean: "In real life... I'm a really boring monster." He told me, "That's okay. I'm a really interesting person." Along with that message, he sent a clear photo of his well-defined abs. With blood streaming from my nose, I was powerless against his sex appeal and agreed to meet him in person. I was so excited about our upcoming date that I couldn't sleep. I imagined teasing my incredibly fit, gentle, obedient boyfriend until his cheeks flushed and his eyes grew hazy with pleasure. Better yet, I'd wrap my tentacles around him while we did it and make him cry. With that fantasy in mind, I set off. We finally arranged to meet on the 212th floor of Heaven's Arena. Just as I was growing nervous, he sent me a message: [Baby, I can see you~] His intense gaze forced me to look up. A man in a clown suit was staring at me from the ring. He had long, slanted phoenix eyes, fiery red hair slicked back, and stars and teardrops painted on his face. As our eyes met, amusement rippled through his golden irises. He curled his lips into a bold, unrestrained smile. In that moment, I thought I heard my heart shatter. My harmless, sweet little online boyfriend was none other than Hisoka, the pervert notorious throughout the human world. He glanced at me, ignoring his opponent as they charged. With a flick of his hand, he sent the opponent flying in a bloody mess. As the referee's countdown ended, he smiled and walked toward me, step by step. I... was absolutely terrified! "Eri has fantasies like that? I can make them come true~" I sank into the soft bed, my chin held captive by a long, powerful hand. The man's red hair blazed like fire. His golden eyes held a complexity I couldn't understand. Desire, restrained until it burst forth as murderous intent, gave way to an inescapable possessiveness and urge to destroy. I was terrified. I carefully hid my tentacles, not daring to let the slightest hint show. Between life and death, I swallowed the tears he'd forced from me, steeled myself, and licked the tip of his finger where it rested against my lips. Seduction might be my one slim chance of survival. I looked at his face and thought despairingly that at least I'd die beneath a peony: "W-... do you want to?" After we somehow got together, Hisoka disappeared. Six months after he vanished, I was in some ruins in the Dark Forest when an artifact capable of traversing time and space bound itself to me. I unexpectedly transmigrated through time and space to Meteor City. There, I saw a red-haired boy buried in a heap of trash like something discarded, lifeless. In the end, I couldn't stop myself from digging him out... I thought that if I raised him myself, he wouldn't turn out so twisted. But it was too difficult. The "little madman" had no regard for his own life, and he was a constant headache. Until the day I died in front of him for the first time. I said to him, with deliberate cruelty: Live on, Hisoka, and live for me too. When I woke again, I had been taken in by the Morrow Estate and made his maid. "Kurihara..." He kept his emotions hidden, his red hair as flamboyant as ever. His golden eyes were as captivating as a beast's. "You remind me of someone I once knew." Later, I died because of him again. This time, he didn't cry. He clutched my corpse tightly, his viscous aura enveloping me, but still couldn't stop my body from fading away. I lost count of how many times it happened. Just before my consciousness faded, scalding tears fell on my face. Through my blurred vision, I saw his golden eyes, bright as the sun. There was no sadness in them, only a feverish obsession, burning hotter than the blazing sun. He kissed my lips as blood continued to pour from them, swallowing the blood as he invaded and claimed me. As my consciousness faded, his eyes revealed a vulnerability unlike anything he showed in his daily life. The young man's voice was full of desperation and pleading. He trembled as he said, "Don't be afraid of me... I'll live until the day Eri meets me." "Please... love me." "Let me be the one to destroy you." "It's a ghost marriage, Eri. The posthumous aura you leave behind will be mine." Reader's guide: (1) The main story may be in third person? No guarantees. This blurb was written on August 15, 2023. (2) This is not canon-compliant; expect out-of-character portrayals. It has multiple timelines. In the heroine's memories, Hisoka's innocent, harmless online persona is just an act, and he deliberately sets a trap to seduce her because he realizes she's into this type. But she doesn't have her earlier memories yet, so she has to keep herself restrained and hold back. (3) Hisoka is the love interest. The heroine is an octopus spirit and has been lusting after him for ages. Core theme: Keep hope in your heart and love life