Amnesiac Gin Is Looking for a Boyfriend

Notice about removing the paywall: I'm sorry, everyone. After giving it some thought, I've decided to make this book free. Please don't spend any more money on it. I'm an author who writes by immersing myself in a story and drawing on my own emotions. Maybe I don't have any strong feelings right now, so what I write comes out bland. I haven't done a good job capturing the characters' personalities, and the plot isn't engaging enough. I can't get past that, so every update has become an ordeal. The website requires a three-month wait to remove the paywall, and refunds will also take some time. Thank you for your company and understanding during this time. I'm sorry to have let you down. I hope everything goes smoothly for you in the real world, and that you stay healthy. The blurb for this novel: After a car accident, Gin lost his memory. He discovered that the company he worked for was strange. Not only did everyone like wearing black, they were also involved in activities that could easily land them behind bars. Gin: Run.jpg. * Gin's attempt to run away failed, but that was okay. He found several potential escape partners. When Bourbon's contact went dark and his cover was blown, he was hesitating over whether to kill Gin. Gin said, "Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to yourself. But we're on the same side, so don't be afraid." Bourbon: ? When Rye tried his old trick of cozying up to a low-level member so he could return to the organization as a spy, Gin said, "To catch the bandit, catch the leader. You could try Rum." Rye: ... * Lately, a rumor had been circulating among undercover agents around the world: the former TK had lost his memory. If they didn't win him over now, when would they? And so, all of a sudden, Gin was surrounded by men fussing over him. Bourbon: "This is the token of our love you gave me (a navy-blue striped tie). I wear it every day." Scotch: "We've been living together for so long. I thought we were dating?" Rye: "We wrestle in the bedroom all the time at night. You know what I mean, right?" Binga: "You said you loved my cross-dressing and voice impressions best. Here's a recording. Listen for yourself." Dazai: "A person without memories is like a plant without roots. You might as well xq with me." The Whiskey Trio: Get rid of all these irrelevant people, now. * Gin recovered his memories and stared in shock at his live-in roommates and the boyfriends he'd dated: 'You're a rat, you're a rat too, and he's... from an enemy organization!' Gin silently wiped down his gun. Whatever. He always paid back every grudge. Reader's note: 1. A fresh idea born during a manic episode. OOC warning. 2. The pairing hasn't been decided. Gin is definitely the bottom, and everyone loves him. Coming next: My Nonhuman Lover Blurb: World One: You're the young master of a wealthy family, an excellent student with a capricious personality. You're so beautiful, though, that everyone gives in to you. A new scholarship student steals your top rank. You hear that the other students are doing bad things to him. You decide to become his hero and deceive him into giving you his body and heart. Your relationship heats up quickly. You reclaim the top spot, and he becomes your loyal dog. Then he sees you kissing the handsome top student from the school next door. He dies in a car accident. The next day, you receive an exquisite gift box. Inside is a wooden puppet that looks exactly like him. Feeling a little guilty, you hide it away. From then on, whenever you walk down the street, you feel pairs of eyes watching you. Your mind is on the verge of collapse. Then, one night, the puppet on your table speaks to you in his voice, declaring his passionate love. He says: 'Every tree is my child. They will protect you, watch you, and make sure you don't cheat on me or toy with anyone else's feelings again.' 'You belong to me.' World Two: You're a meek office worker, and your family keeps pressuring you to go on dates. At long last, you meet someone suitable and agree to visit an escape room together to kindle your relationship. Who would have thought that this traditionally macho man would keep using you as a human shield? Furious, you break up with him. The next day, you see someone post online: 'I swear on my life, that escape room is haunted!' The post is quickly deleted, but you know it's true. Because... it has latched onto you. "C-could you turn off the lights before we start?" you beg timidly. "No. I won't exist if you do." It is your shadow. After that, you often stomp hard on the ground as you walk. "Darling, good job. Step harder." 'You're shameless!' you curse at it. If you're interested, feel free to preorder and save it to your favorites! Theme: Ordinary people are filled with the strength to keep striving forward.