After I Was the First to Turn Dark

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Kusamori Mei is a jujutsu sorcerer.

Before that, she was a poor soul who had been abandoned.

Geto took her in and became her family. He gave her a home.

He even took her to Jujutsu High.

He helped her become a useful member of society.

Then he defected.

Once again, she was the one left behind.

Mei was in pain. She didn't understand why, but she still followed the words he'd left her, staying in the jujutsu world, doing her best to be a sorcerer and to be what everyone called a good person.

Until, later on, even the last person left, the loud white-haired man who never stopped chattering, was sealed away.

They said that a brain that didn't belong to Geto had been put inside his head.

That was wonderful.

That's what Kusamori Mei thought.

She quickly packed her things and set out to bring Geto's body back. But for some reason, the moment she opened the door, she found herself back at the time shortly after she had first arrived at Jujutsu High.

Back then, she was frail and useless, unable even to use her innate technique.

But that didn't matter. The present-day her knew how to use it.

"If possible, I'd rather Geto stay in his original body."

So the first person she saved was Haibara.

"Geto said this world is filthy, and a lot of people don't deserve to be protected."

That's fine. As long as they become her puppets, they won't have to suffer over those things anymore.

"Geto came to persuade her not to do that."

She could agree, but she lacked a sense of security.

-

Kusamori Mei, with her amber eyes, smiled like a sweet little piece of candy. She stood before Geto and asked in a soft voice, "I want Geto to stay by my side forever, so can I turn you into a puppet?"

Geto: "...No."

Kusamori Mei was troubled. "Why not?"

"Because if I became a puppet, I wouldn't be warm when I held you."

"So, Mei, could you stop thinking about killing me every day?"

A sweet, darkened puppeteer vs. Geto desperately trying to survive

[Reading Guide]

* She's the little sister from next door.

* Both characters are adults.

* The male lead is the real Geto.

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"My Blind Date Is Nanami Kento"

The first time Natsume Akiho met Nanami Kento was at a disastrous blind date.

They weren't on a blind date with each other.

They each had their own date.

One was a mama's boy who demanded, "You have to pay for the house in full and put my name on it, and you have to bring my parents over and take care of them. After we get married, you'll be responsible for the household expenses every month."

The other was a gold-digger who complained, "I can't believe you only brought me to a restaurant like this for our blind date. You have to make it up to me. Come buy me a bag afterward."

They seemed like a perfect match.

Under the lights, the woman in the red dress looked relaxed and elegant. She took a cigarette from her purse and lit it. Through the curling smoke, she raised her red lips in a smile and invited the man across from her.

"Shall we go?"

They stood up in perfect sync, paid their own bills, and left. Breathing in the damp air after the rain, they briefly exchanged information.

"I'm two years older than you, so you can call me big sister, if you like."

"We're both on blind dates, after all."

"What do you think? Want to give it a try with me?"

Natsume Akiho looked up at him with a faint smile.

Her lowered voice had a slight huskiness to it.

A mature woman has the clearest understanding of her own allure. She knew herself, and she could quickly read other people, too.

"I have my own place."

"I have savings."

"My work schedule is flexible. I don't have to work overtime, so I can easily adjust to your schedule."

"Most importantly, you don't dislike me, do you?"

She curled her lips in a sly smile, having guessed exactly what he was thinking.

Nanami Kento agreed.

-

Only after they got together did he realize that this woman, who looked so clever and beautiful, could make desserts and delicious food, but was otherwise utterly hopeless at taking care of herself.

She had absolutely no talent for tidying up.

She always forgot things when she went out.

And she had no sense of direction.

Nanami Kento: "..."

He couldn't shake the feeling he'd been duped.

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