My Little Adventures with a Younger Man

I transmigrated, and in this life my name is Shiki Zerozaki.

I decided that even starting over, I would still love life.

By meddling in other people's business, I met a handsome boy in Yokohama who was always wrapped in bandages. I thought he might have been bullied at school or abused at home. He told me his name was Dazai X.

It was the same name as a famous writer from my previous life. I thought it was a coincidence. Then I met his friend, whose name was Nakahara X Chuuya.

Well, this is awkward...

My brother, a certain No Longer Human, said I had terrible taste in people.

I refused to accept that.

My first love in high school was handsome, bright, and an excellent student. He later became an information broker, but unfortunately, he didn't like me!

My boyfriend in college was sunny, cheerful, and highly capable. He later joined the Public Security Bureau, but unfortunately, we broke up along the way!

The man I met at a singles mixer was gentle, refined, and great at housework. He later became a low-key office worker, but unfortunately, he disappeared right after our wedding!

Well, this is awkward...

But that's okay. I'll keep living my life well.

That is, until I saw my ex-boyfriend, the one I'd broken up with, working at a cafe under a different name. He looked at me as if he had something to say, as if he wanted to rekindle our relationship.

Meanwhile, Dazai, whom I hadn't contacted in years, showed up again, claiming that I had been irresponsible and abandoned him...

How to read:

* First-person narration

* Important, pay attention: a mountain of original settings.

* The heroine is actually a younger-man killer (lol), so there are all kinds of subtle one-sided crushes.

* This blurb is only a rough outline. Since I don't plan ahead, even the author doesn't know whether other boyfriends will show up along the way.

* In short, a love polygon is the strongest magical barrier.

Finally, I only noticed after finishing the main story that some comments had been deleted. I thought about it and decided to clarify here that I wasn't the one who deleted them. I hope nobody gets the wrong idea. The deleted comments were pretty amusing, too. What a shame.

Coming soon:

It All Began with a Wedding Crasher

To fulfill the wishes of our elders, I decided to marry my childhood friend from next door.

My childhood friend was handsome, came from a respectable family, had good character, and knew me inside out. He even had a steady job despite his young age. Other than his slightly small eyes, he was a great choice for someone to build a life with.

I didn't mind not having a wedding, but my childhood friend insisted on holding one.

In a modest little chapel, I was wearing an ordinary white wedding dress and about to recite my vows when a group of men in black stormed into my wedding like a pack of wolves.

A black-haired boy grabbed the hand holding my wedding ring. "Sorry, but I won't let you marry him."

A boy with chestnut hair and a hat took the hand holding my bouquet. "You can't marry him. Come with me!"

Wait?

What kind of love-polygon development is this???

*If this gets 500 bookmarks, I'll work on Wedding Crasher next.

Coming soon 2:

The System Wants Me to Do Big Things

At some point, a newspaper called The Epoch-Making Weekly appeared in Yokohama, or rather, throughout the entire country. Its shocking headlines and articles quickly drew the attention of organizations on all sides.

"Why Did the Port Mafia Boss Drive Away His Own Executive?"

"The Armed Detective Agency President Is Obsessed with Cats, and the Reason Is... Her?"

"The Untold Story of the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia!"

"Rumor Has It: A Port Mafia Executive Loves Wearing Hats to Look Taller!"

"Excerpt from the Preview of The Frail Young Lady's Devoted Suitor: Mori Ougai pressed the young lady into the soft bedding, his eyes red. In a hoarse voice, he said domineeringly yet humbly, 'Don't go. I'll give you my life.'"

Readers: "Ooh!!! Give us even juicier scoops!"

Everyone named in the paper: "...Rumors! These are all rumors! Fake news!!!!"

System: "...So make them like you or hate you, love you or despise you. Make an impression on them so strong they'll never forget you."

I waved my hand grandly and showed the System the empire I'd built: the newspaper.

"See? Now they'll never forget me, not even in eight lifetimes."

"They don't just hate me, they love me too. They both love and hate me!"

System: Although something feels off, the love-and-hate points are maxed out, so I guess... there's no problem?

*This is a no-CP story where the heroine torments all kinds of original characters. I really want to start it first!!

Coming soon 3:

The Good-for-Nothing Office Worker Shouldn't Daydream [Bungo Stray Dogs]

I think my life is meaningless.

At twenty-nine, I'm no smarter than I was at sixteen.

I followed the prescribed path through life, living a plain, ordinary existence and becoming a dull, unremarkable office drone. With no friends and no lover, I could see exactly how my life would end.

If the fate of the world were decided by a vote on whether to support its destruction, I'd definitely vote "YES."

When that exquisitely handsome black-haired boy appeared in front of me, I knew my uneventful, boring life was probably about to go up in flames.

The Port Mafia's youngest executive, Dazai Osamu, gave me an "angelic" smile. "You're being kept by me, after all."

The thought, "Why has my life ended up like this?" filled my mind.

A twenty-nine-year-old adult being controlled by an eighteen-year-old kid? The world might as well end.

But all I could do was swallow my humiliation and force a smile...

"Go die."

I couldn't hold back what I really wanted to say.

My life really is meaningless. The same goes for the world.

*This is also a first-person story, with an ordinary heroine. Give it a look if you're interested!

Theme: Treat the world gently in your own way.