[Hunter X Hunter] My Nen Ability Is Called Lover

When I woke up, a voice told me I would meet my destined lover. Me: Yay! But... who was my destined lover? I looked at the leader of the Phantom Troupe, the eldest son of the Zoldyck Family, the red-haired fruit farmer... and the vice-chairman of the Hunter Association, pondering the possibilities. My friend asked cautiously, "Have you ever considered... that they're all your lovers?" Part 1 My name is Louisa Doodle. I'm married. My husband is a Hunter, and he's often away from home. (I suspect he's cheating on me, but it doesn't matter. As long as I don't catch him, I can forgive him. After all, he's my destined lover!) It's only natural for a neglected wife whose husband is away for long stretches to fall for someone else, right? After doing the housework, I watched the fighting matches at Heavens Arena every day, and I was completely captivated by that man. That man dressed like a clown: Hisoka. "My husband's away, so there's no harm in fangirling over a celebrity, right?" "Isn't a husband's money meant to be spent on his wife?" "But why is your smile getting scarier and scarier, Pariston?" Part 2 "Hello, miss." "Hello. May I ask who you are?" "I'm Chrollo Lucilfer." So I'd been dumped by my lover. Though Chrollo was exactly my type, for some reason I didn't want to get involved with him. This man was dangerous. I pretended to sigh regretfully. "A handsome man like you is sure to find a new girlfriend." Part 3 That day, Machi remembered the fear she'd once felt under Louisa's control. Louisa's Nen Ability: Lover. Its exact powers were unknown. All they knew was that whenever Louisa used this ability, she could form a bond with someone as their lover. A lover was someone you would protect with your love and your life. And that was true of Louisa's lovers, too. First, it was Shalnark. Then it was Feitan. And finally... Chrollo. Wanting to possess someone completely. That must be love, right? The heroine is irresistible to everyone. Everyone is a villain. Theme: Love is acceptance.