This Fruit Farmer Is Out of His Mind

Finished novel: Tanzi, Meow Once, please add it to your favorites.

Blurb:

They say a Transformation Type's mouth can fool both the living and the dead.

Yuki knows this all too well after returning to the past.

The two fellow Transformation Types clash the moment they meet.

They fight back and forth, yet he can't stop holding her close.

He says, “Miss Voyeur~ You smell a little sweet~”

Yuki's hand twitches. She nearly chops him to pieces.

When they meet again, she stabs him in the neck, her killing intent fierce.

But instead of getting angry, he laughs manically and gives her a deep kiss in return.

Furious, someone jolts awake in the middle of the night and shouts, “You're sick!”

From then on, the wheels of fate begin to turn, heading toward an unknown future without looking back.

Much, much later,

she finally learns that he really is sick.

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He's a lunatic who revels in the joy of battle and never tires of it.

After living three lives, he now has only two goals:

Kill him.

Take her by force.

He'll stop at nothing to achieve them.

Hate or love,

as long as it's his,

that's all that matters.

Please Note:

1. OOC everywhere. Cuckoo's IQ is limited, so please don't read if that bothers you.

2. If you don't understand something or think something's wrong, leave a comment and let me know. Cuckoo will work all night to fix it.

3. Criticism and snark are welcome. Cuckoo reads the comments carefully every day and will revise the story.

4. Poor writing, sob sob sob.

Check out my other novels in the same genre:

The neighboring novel about the swordsman is complete. Feitan's upcoming novel is also available for pre-collection. Please show them some love~

Complete novel: The Phantom Troupe's Number 6's Girlfriend (Manipulation Type x Manipulation Type)

Manipulation Types are all possessive. He and I are both like that.

Upcoming novel: Tanzi, Meow Once (Transformation Type x Specialization Type)

It was a rainy night. As soon as Aisha turned into the alley, she sensed something was wrong.

The cloying smell of blood, wrapped in a fierce killing intent, left her unable either to go in or turn back.

Then she met Feitan, and fell for him at first sight.

The first time she saw him, Aisha used her Nen ability to save him.

From then on, her life took a turn toward madness.

It was a rainy night. After a fierce battle, Feitan leaned against the corner of an alley, panting.

The rain washed over his battered body, hardly a patch of uninjured skin left, and filled him with a strange pleasure.

Then he met Aisha.

She was cautious, wrapped in a thick scarf and keeping her face well hidden.

Then she foolishly reached out to him.

Feitan wanted to laugh, and did. He clamped a hand around her wrist, laughing until his cheeks hurt.

Sometimes pain needs to be shared. He decided to let her experience the darkest moment of her life right there...

What shocked him was that the instant he breathed, his pain suddenly vanished. Even the three teeth that had been knocked out came back.

Feitan: What a great thing!! I'm taking her back!!

On a rainy night, Feitan ran along carrying some kind of object. He kicked open the Phantom Troupe's door and slammed it down in front of Chrollo with a thud. “Boss! Look what I found!”

Chrollo: “???”

Everyone who had gathered together for once: “???”

Taking a closer look, oh~ it's a woman!

Chrollo: “What is this?”

Looking at this group of people who were obviously dangerous, Aisha knew she was in trouble, even with her slow reflexes.

She looked at the man holding her, the one whose life she'd saved with her Nen ability, and opened her mouth.

“Feitan? Come on, meow once.”

Feitan's killing intent became palpable. He gave a sneer, then...

“Meow~~~”

Feitan: ???

Chrollo: ???

Everyone else: ???

A scummy but powerful male lead

VS

A strong heroine who doesn't know her own strength

Theme: Stay clear-headed, be independent and strong, and keep moving forward