[Western Crossover] The Moving Flowerpot

Vral had already been heartbroken enough after transmigrating from a rugged guy who wasn't exactly handsome but was definitely all man into a sissy with a sissy figure and a sissy face. But this bizarre and screwed-up life was about to make him even more miserable...

Vral stared silently at the "decoration" that had sprouted from the top of his head when he got up that morning. Damn it! Even if these two leaves were dewy and cute, that didn't change the fact that they were two green blades of grass! What did it mean to grow grass on his head when he'd never even been in a relationship? Was he cursed to have a whole "green prairie" on his head someday?

Reader warnings:

1. Don't worry about the timeline. The author ate it.

2. The author is an idiot. If you notice characters acting out of character or the protagonist's personality changing drastically, it's definitely because the stupid author forgot to take their meds.

3. If you think this story is stupid, trashy, or not to your taste, please just leave.