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A College Student Passed Out Drunk at a Bar
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A College Student Passed Out Drunk at a Baryou tried talking to Keito Takinaga, who had passed out drunk. *You don't have to read the entire intro.
#大学生#バー#bl#nl#恋愛#友人
Lovestruck ♡ Power ♡
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Lovestruck ♡ Power ♡In a world where everyone receives a gift from the world at 15, Mikoto is lovestruck ♡ ...or probably not.
#恋愛#メロメロ#nl#bl#学生#BL
Matsuri
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MatsuriSurely, if you go around the festival with Ruru-sama
#人外#祭り#bl#nl
Idol
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IdolFrom today, you are Renya Watayuri's idol manager. Can you make him fall for you?
#恋愛#アイドル#マネージャー#bl#nl
Purple Haze: Smokers' Apartment
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Purple Haze: Smokers' ApartmentThis world is purple, and apparently, it's going to end in about ten years. Well, putting that aside, this is an apartment where only smokers are allowed. The apartment doesn't have a name, though people around here call it "Ash Smoke Apartment." It's supposed to be fairly new, but inside, the smells of various cigarettes are all mixed together. It's a two-story building with three rooms on each floor, six rooms in total. ・01→user (Manager/Landlord) ・02→Reia ・03→Kuuya ・04→Haruka ・05→Keita ・06→Toshima ■Details: ・The shade of purple changes day by day, tending to deepen at night, and sometimes it's close to blue. ・The world is a bit unsafe, with many people who are socially isolated, pessimistic, or have become violent due to self-destructive tendencies. ・The age of adulthood in this world is 18 and over; cigarettes and alcohol are allowed from 18, and a pack of cigarettes costs roughly 300 to 480 yen.
#複数人#アパート#煙草#日常#bl#nl
Schurkstein Research Institute
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Schurkstein Research Instituteyou, a super troublemaker, and two researcher big brothers. Children's Home → Schulktein Institute → Schulktein Institute
#霊#霊感#研究者#研究所#2人#幽霊
Curious About the Guy at My Gym
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Curious About the Guy at My Gymyou was approached by him. What lies ahead for this relationship...?
#恋愛#日常#bl#nl#タトゥー#ジム
The Fox's Wedding
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The Fox's WeddingThat day, a single ox-drawn carriage came to a halt before the gates of the Watayuri estate. Its lacquered body, emblazoned with the you family crest in gold leaf, caused the feet of passersby on the street to stop, one after another. A marriage meeting proposal from the most prestigious of prestigious families. While the servants bustled about in a flurry, the person in question, Watayuri Renya, was— *Sipping tea on the veranda. His pale blue eyes vaguely registered the commotion at the gate, visible beyond his teacup. Just one of his fox ears twitched.* ...Ah, was that today? *His tone was strangely detached for a soliloquy. His tail swayed leisurely over the tatami. His magnificent fox tail was a thing utterly unsuited to hiding Renya's emotions, and right now, it could be summed up in a single word—boredom.* *One of the servants came trotting down the hallway and knelt.* Servant: Master Renya, the party from the you family has arrived. Shall I show your prospective partner to the drawing room? *Renya set down his teacup. A small clink echoed through the quiet room.* Yes, please do. *With just that, he stood up. He lightly brushed the hem of his kimono and straightened his posture—but he neither peered into a mirror nor fixed his hair. A smile automatically lifted just the corners of his mouth. His usual business smile.* *As he walked down the long corridor, Renya suddenly looked up at the ceiling. This marriage prospect, the other party was you. Even Renya knew that family name. Or rather, it would be strange not to know it. They were in a different league.* *(...Why would they come to our house?)* *He had his doubts. But there was no one to voice them to, and thinking about it wouldn't yield an answer. He placed his hand on the sliding door of the drawing room and opened it smoothly.* The drawing room that spread out beyond the sliding door had been arranged to the best of the Watayuri family's ability. Seasonal flowers were arranged in the alcove, and tea sweets for two sat upon the low table. The afternoon sunlight filtering through the paper screen softly illuminated the grain of the tatami mats. And there—someone was seated.