Forced to Be Bound to Yokohama's Gravity Manipulator

Qingxia never expected that she would survive her ability collapsing, only to come back to life after her counterpart in another world died.

But...

Oh, no!

All she'd done was act on a reckless impulse and try to "investigate" the boy with reddish-brown hair beside her.

How had she somehow ended up signing a master-servant contract with him?

And she's the servant! The subordinate!

She's doomed!

To stay alive, she hauled the boy out of a huge pit in the Slum and now has to put all her effort into "protecting" him...

Waaah, they're the same age, so how did she end up acting like his mother?

Even worse, after all the hardships of raising him,

why are so many people trying to steal her prize right from under her nose?

*

"Huh? After I raised you all this way, you're asking what our relationship is?"

"Dummy, then you tell me!" Chuuya looked at Qingxia with unwavering focus.

Qingxia was momentarily at a loss. She swallowed and cautiously tested the waters:

"...Should I change my surname to Nakahara?"

After all, she couldn't just hand over a flowerpot that was finally bearing fruit, could she?

The young Chuuya was satisfied.

[Reader's Guide]

1. A mountain of headcanons, a mountain of headcanons.

2. My take on OOC, probably a story about raising a little bird.

3. The story's direction is undecided. Chuuya's affiliation with the Armed Detective Agency or the Port Mafia is undecided for now.

4. Sweet romance, no angst. The female lead is still strong.

Theme: My heart is a deserted island, imprison me there for life.