I'm Definitely Marrying This Sweet Young Widow

[Updated daily at midnight, with bonus updates at irregular intervals. Blurb archived on Weibo on February 13, 2024, @PleaseStopClippingMe. Main story complete, bonus chapters ongoing.] My name is Liliya. I’m an orphan from Meteor City. I grew up with nothing, but that’s all right. My Nen ability is [Tearfully Inheriting an Estate]. As long as I get someone to marry me of their own free will, once they die, I can inherit everything they own. Connections, abilities, wealth… I take their place completely. For that, I hide the fact that I’m stronger than a gorilla and can knock out an old geezer with a single punch. I quietly play the part of a harmless, lovesick little wife, providing perfect end-of-life care. Then, before long, I show up at my darlings’ funerals, wiping away tears and mourning the love that never existed before it died. I’d collected a few old geezers, finally got the act down, sent them all off, and reaped a huge haul. Then disaster struck: I transmigrated. I arrived in this weird-looking place, a multimillionaire one day and penniless the next. So I had no choice but to find work again. Let’s see, where can I find the old geezer who’s just right for me… Hm? What?! A hidden billionaire, over 130 years old and hooked up to a respirator, with a massive organization of his own? A mafia boss lying in a hospital bed, struggling to breathe and looking like he could kick the bucket at any moment? A man past his prime but still known as the world’s strongest, captain of one of the world’s four great pirate forces, with 50,000 men under his command and a respirator on his face? My destined dream men have appeared?! The real Black Widow, fake devoted wife, professional fortune-hunter, Liliya: What old geezers?! From now on, they’re my darling sweethearts! No one’s taking them from me! Note: 1. Blurb archived on Weibo on February 13, 2024. This is a comedy, a story about the heroine peacefully sending everyone to their graves. 2. Please don’t bring up my story under someone else’s, and don’t bring up someone else’s story under mine. Theme: Let go of past regrets, focus on the present, and embrace the future.