Mori Mariko’s Fish-Raising Journal

Please add my upcoming novel, Gojo Sensei Is Out of Ideas Too, to your reading list. The blurb is at the very bottom~ Hello, I'm Mori Marimo, the heart of the unstoppable blade known as the Fantasy Divine Weapon. Mori Ougai accumulated enough good karma (committed enough sins) to become my father. Weak and useless, I have to earn his approval to become an adult. But he's a scumbag without a shred of hesitation and a jerk with a perfectly clear conscience. That's a little too difficult, so I've decided to give up. A life of doing nothing needs a little fun. With a scumbag for a dad and a dead mom, I spend all day looking for new moms, raising fish, and watching the drama unfold in Yokohama. One day, my scumbag dad's latest stunt made it impossible to keep lying around, so I whispered to his strongest subordinate, "Chuuya, when are you planning to stage a coup?" He seemed insulted, jumped up, and shouted, "How could I ever betray the boss and you?!" After getting rejected, I approached Dazai Osamu, my former right-hand man whom my scumbag dad had driven away. "Come back. Let's go get married today, and you can take over as boss tomorrow. We'll get divorced the day after. The mafia's yours, and Chuuya's mine. How does that sound?" Rabbit Dazai refused with a very moved yet firm "no," hoisted me onto the Port Mafia boss's seat in the middle of the night, and ran off with a rocket launcher. Since things had come to this, I said, "Whatever. Let's eat first." I'm beautiful and kindhearted. There's no way I can't find some unlucky sucker to fill in and take the blame for me. I'm sure of it~ The main focus is on friends and family. The romance comes fairly late, around the middle to latter part of the story, and it's probably Dazai~ Ahem. A young lady who only cares about tending her fishpond VS Dazai, who's forced to fill in and gets jealous in all sorts of ways. Something like that. My subjective understanding is that nobody is OOC. I'm doing my best to create a light and cheerful reading experience~ Upcoming novel: I Didn't Want to Get Hurt, but I Was Forced to Become a Heartbreaker Wuxi, an ordinary office worker who's been single since birth, is mocked on her birthday for having no appeal. Clutching her father's keepsake, she sobs: "I want to be loved for no reason too!" When she wakes up, she learns her wish has been granted. The darker a person's hidden heart, the more they'll love her. But this is a loan from the devil, and only genuine feelings from the other person can repay it. Otherwise, their love will turn rotten and drag her into a fate worse than death. She's already been pulled into a parallel world full of all kinds of unscientific settings and powers, as well as all sorts of obsessive, dark-hearted psychopaths. There, she's become a frail orphan who just turned thirteen. Wuxi cries her eyes out. "I was drunk and talking nonsense! Let me go back!" The devil laughs mercilessly. "Changing your mind won't help. What a fair and generous deal. Now struggle for me." True feelings cancel out false ones. The devil's idea of fairness, all right. Fortunately, any surplus left after repaying the loan can turn into useful abilities. And only positive emotions count as genuine feelings. Compared to love, hatred is easier to inspire and lasts longer. If all else fails, she can try to make the other person reform. So, to stay alive, Wuxi begins a career as a heartbreaker, building a persona, making grand promises, manipulating people, being fickle, and getting caught between one person and another, all while shedding tears. She successfully evolves into one of Yokohama's most powerful figures. The list of victims continues to grow: delinquents from the Slum, underground doctors, the Bandage Guy, the weird-haired sorcerer, the kind Russian... Many years later: The devil, who has lost everything: "Damn it, this woman is definitely an actor and a thrill-seeker. She played me!" ★ About OOC: If you think there is OOC, then there is. No discussion. ★ The heroine is attracted to men, but when she's deceiving people, she treats men and women equally. ★ Even the author won't know who the love interest is until the ending. A solo ending isn't out of the question. Please add my upcoming novel, Gojo Sensei Is Out of Ideas Too, to your reading list~ The first class of students taught by Gojo Satoru was a disaster: some died tragically, some defected, and some dropped out. Misfortune and tragedy followed one after another. The last remaining student, Chigusa Yuito, graduated under excessive supervision. She had the title of sorcerer but only did her duty when she was short on money, requiring the strongest sorcerer to squeeze precious private time out of his schedule to keep her on track. Even so, despite being identified as having Special Grade potential on enrollment, she remained a good-for-nothing stuck at Grade 2, even after her junior Yuta Okkotsu returned to Special Grade several years later. One day, Shoko Ieiri, fed up with a fellow teacher constantly complaining that his students were useless and impossible to deal with, said, "Gojo, don't you think you bear some responsibility for the way that girl turned out?" Gojo Satoru sprang up as if someone had stepped on his tail. "After everything I've done, I'm still getting blamed?" But being excessively strict and spoiling her too much were both wrong, and he'd done both. Yuito really was cute, but she was also infuriating. She hadn't been like this at the beginning. Shoko Ieiri stubbed out her cigarette. "You know the answer." Silence. An eerie silence. As the atmosphere grew increasingly ominous and oppressive, Shoko looked at her fellow teacher's expressionless face, and countless memories flashed through her mind. She understood. "You really are a scumbag, Gojo." His frivolous smile seemed like a mask. Gojo Satoru said, "It's all Yuito's fault~" * Chigusa Yuito was a terrible student. She slacked off from enrollment to graduation, then treated her teacher as a safety net and slept soundly in the eye of the storm. Not only that, she loved him, yet cherished her feelings in solitude, convinced that they had nothing to do with anyone else. She was very much a fool who refused to leave her own little world. And yet she heard a newly acquainted assistant manager confess after drinking, "Chigusa, I understand how you feel. You've been so close to Gojo since you were a student... It must have been hard. That guy's basically a monster." Thinking of all the things about Gojo Satoru, Chigusa Yuito thought that he wasn't exactly normal, but she was unquestionably the monster. Everything about her, from her birth to her experiences and the reasons she'd chosen to live an ordinary life, would leave people dumbfounded if they knew. Seeing the distance and wariness in the person beside her when Gojo Satoru was mentioned, she couldn't help but believe that she really did need to hide her monstrous nature more carefully. Otherwise, this dull, ordinary daily life would be torn apart as easily as fragile oil-paper art. But disaster swept in like a tidal wave, and she was the first to glimpse the signs of upheaval. Should she act like a monster and turn the tide, or pretend not to know and wait for calm to return once everything was over? Theme: Never give up hope.