I’m an utterly ordinary jujutsu sorcerer. My name doesn’t matter, and my dream is to build a jujutsu sorcerer paradise without monkeys.
I have a dear friend. His name doesn’t matter either. We had a fight ten years ago, and last winter he killed me.
That doesn’t affect our deep friendship.
Even though we’re separated by life and death and stand on opposing sides, he’s still my one and only.
One day, I discovered that I had become a ghost only he could see.
My white-haired best friend was right beside me, surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women. I got to watch a whole long-running harem drama unfold as they fought for his attention.
I floated in midair, lost in thought.
Are these people blind, or is there something seriously wrong with their heads?
Why are more and more people falling for my best friend?
Satoru, what did you do to make the whole world want to get with you?
The Six Eyes, buried beneath a pile of reborn, transmigrated, and System protagonists: “I don’t know! I don’t want this either! I didn’t do anything! Suguru, come save me, boohoo!”
As the saying goes, too much joy can turn to sorrow, and the wheel of fortune always turns.
Then one day, I suddenly found myself back in my body, sitting bolt upright in my coffin and coming back to life.
“Lord Geto.”
A series of lovely female voices came from nearby, some gentle, some sweet, some cool and aloof.
This is bad. They want to get with me, too.
I lie back down in the coffin, my expression serene.
Satoru, come kill me a second time.
[Please note before reading]
1. The blurb is in first person, but the main story is in third person.
2. The main pairing is Geto/Satoru, with cult leader Geto as the protagonist and his white-haired best friend, teacher Satoru, as his love interest. They’re just friends at first, but after getting a shock, they gradually lose their worldly desires and become gay. (?)
3. Not everyone who wants to get with Geto and Satoru is a villain. Some are ordinary friends, teachers or students, subordinates, solo fans, or fans who ship them as a couple. Please tell them apart.
4. This is neither anti-self-insert nor anti-secret-identity. I just want to write a little story about friendship turning into something more, with plenty of admirers around. It’s not aimed at other works or their protagonists. None of the admirers in this story are meant to represent anyone! (Emphasis added)
Theme: Love is precious, but a dear friend is worth even more
My dear, if you don't come back, please unblock the book next door before leaving (ToT). Just the book "I Can't Want to Die After Being Cursed by My Best Friend". Woohoo, that one is really my White Moonlight Cinnabar Moles. It's really super super good (ToT)(ToT)(ToT)
It's been two years. If my wife doesn't come back, the resentment in the comment section will really turn into a special curse. It's a very big and fierce one. It will lock my wife in a dark room to write articles.
1551 This shallow pit is so shallow that it can't hold my tears. The one I bought was locked by a curse and I can't see it. It's so sad!!
I have been a teacher for 24 years, but you have been delaying the two chapters that were agreed upon for several years 😭
Trying to fatten up but not getting fat at all
Madam, I have a friend who said she won't die with her eyes closed until she sees the sequel. We are all sitting at the bottom of the pit looking up. You can bury us sometime QAQ
Mrs. Qishu!!! Rare National Day holiday!! Are you really not going to update? Qaqqqqqq The days without my wife are like years. . . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Faithful girl! May your life be shortened by twenty years!! I just ask my wife to come back and update—— Woo woo woo
Mrs!!! Come back!!!!! The second season is aired!!! Woo woo woo
Is it because I'm in Wuxia that I can't write it down? (Hold your chin)
I can't see the follow-up and I feel like my brain is crawling on my body. Madam, I miss you so much.