Male Tsundere

「俺を飼い慣らしてください、お嬢。邪魔な敵はすべて排除して、世界を貴女に捧げましょう」 平凡な女子大生・咲良は、生き残るためにヤクザ組織「久遠組」の三代目を継ぐことに。彼女が選んだのは、美しくも危険な若頭・我妻千隼との『契約結婚』だった。 「貴女だけの『犬』になりたい」 そう跪く千隼だが、その愛は重く、狂気的なまでに独占的だった。「髪も唇も指先も、すべて俺のものです」 論理で戦う女子大生×本能で愛する狂犬ヤクザ。命がけの契約から始まる、極上の溺愛下克上ロマンス！

この家に、私の居場所なんてなかった。 幸せになることも、誰かに愛されることも、すべて諦めていた。 そんなある日、突然、縁談の話が舞い込んでくる。 どうせその人も、みんなと同じなんだろう。 そう思っていたけど…？

夫と夫の愛人の裏切りによって無実の罪で刑務所に入れられてしまった音羽 刑務所で暴行を受け、救急搬送された事がきっかけで、夫との子供を妊娠していたと知る 音羽を刑務所から出すと優しく告げた夫 だが、当初の刑期が何故か伸びてしまった 子供も夫と愛人に奪われ、実の母は死んだと言われる 夫は、音羽の筆跡を偽造し、勝手に離婚をしていた 途方に暮れる音羽の前に現れたのは、どこか危険な香りを纏う男だった 「表の世界に戻れないなら、俺と一緒に来ればいい」 表の世界で、輝かんばかりの日々を送る元夫と、愛人 せいぜい表の世界でふんぞり返っていればいい 私は、裏の世界からあなた達を引きずり落とす 元夫が泣いてすがっても、もう遅い

I had just returned from a business trip. The moment I stepped through the door, I scooped my wife into my arms and rushed her straight to the bathroom for a steamy shower together. We were kissing passionately when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something: the toilet seat was flipped up. I froze. Seven years ago, my wife had read a post online claiming that when men pee standing up, bacteria splash onto the seat. She begged me to sit down to pee for the sake of her health. I have kept that promise. For seven years of marriage, that seat has never been up. A knot formed in my stomach, but the bathroom was spotless, so clean it looked staged, not a single stray hair anywhere. Then I noticed the shower temperature. It was set five degrees lower than her usual 43°C. Men like cooler showers. Women like them hotter… At that moment, I knew, Ruby Lynch had cheated on me.

There's an unspoken rule in my household—everyone has to engage in a drinking competition during the holidays. Whoever gets wasted first will have to pay off one year's worth of house and car mortgages for the other two siblings. In the first year, I collapsed after my first glass of alcohol. I had to pay the house mortgage for my oldest sister, Dahlia Zeller. In the second year, as soon as I picked up my glass, I fainted right away. Since then, I had to pay off Jasmine Zeller, my second sister's car loan. For the next 20 years, I've always been the loser. In the end, my wife, Jean McCarthy, is forced to jump off a building because of the huge debt I've racked up. The debtors keep dumping paint onto my residence, forcing me to deter away from it. Ransacked by guilt, I end up damaging my stomach from overdrinking when I attempt to train my alcohol tolerance. As a result, half of my liver has gotten removed. When I'm on the verge of death, I hear my parents snickering outside my ward. "Don't you think we've laced too many sleeping pills in his drink? He almost didn't wake up back then!" "It's fine. He's an idiot who merely thinks he has a low alcohol tolerance. Our family still relies on him for financial survival, you see. We can keep drugging him so that he'll keep getting wasted." When I open my eyes again, I've already gotten reborn in the timeframe when I'm sitting at the dining table in the 20th year.

Now that I've been accepted into a prestigious college, my family throws a college acceptance party for me. My older cousin, Jessica Boone, gives me a gift for the occasion—a scratch-off lottery ticket with half the numbers scratched already. But when she finds out that I won 20 dollars from the lottery ticket, she offers 200 thousand dollars to buy the ticket off me. Finding it strange, I refuse her offer. Jessica goes berserk. She starts cursing me out, telling me to go to hell. She even pushes me off the high-rise building right in front of all the guests at the party. The dozens of people in attendance, including my parents, staunchly support her actions and even start remarking that I deserve to die. My eyes open once more—I've gone half an hour back in time. Once again, Jessica mockingly tosses the scratch-off lottery ticket at me and says those familiar words to me.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

In order to take care of my wife, Mildred Dale, who kept going into lunatic episodes thanks to the side effects of a car crash, I spent all of my assets and ten years of my life taking care of her. Whenever Mildred went into an episode, she'd hurl everything she could get her hands on at me. At the same time, she'd scratch every inch of my body with her nails. But when she sobered up, she'd hug me while wailing at the top of her lungs. All of my friends advised me to file for a divorce, yet I'd always remember the fact that Mildred had pushed me from the incoming car and hit her head, resulting in her current condition. But everything changed when Mildred beat me up to the point that I sustained grievous injuries. Heck, my soul was already floating near the ceiling at that time. That was when I saw Mildred arranging her childhood friend Hank Weaver's collar carefully. "Why are you crying? He's already dead. Shouldn't we celebrate this occasion instead? "But my heart breaks for you, Mildred. You've pretended to be a lunatic for ten whole years just to swindle every cent out of his account!" Mildred kissed Hank on the lips. Then, she uttered icily, "I've been enduring that cowardly fool for ten long years. Now, I no longer have to be with him." It turns out that Mildred and Hank had painstakingly staged the car accident just so they could put on such a perfect act. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Mildred is diagnosed with mental health issues.

菜月(ほったなつき)28歳と、婚約者の中嶋卓人(なかじまたくと)28歳は、同じ会社の同期で、交際３年が過ぎた。１年前に卓人からプロポーズされ同棲中。親への挨拶も済ませて、来月挙式披露宴を行なう。 結婚間近なのに、どうも卓人に違和感を感じている菜月。片時もスマホを離さない。たまたま見てしまったスマホ画面に、怪しいメッセージのやり取り！デートの約束をしているようなので、1人では怖くて大学時代の友達、美緒(みお)に相談。そして、目撃してしまった浮気相手。 その後、美緒に紹介された美緒の会社の上司が社長だと知り驚く。その社長、久慈陸人(くじりくと)さんに助けられ、卓人とは婚約破棄。そして、陸人さんと恋に落ちてしまい、どん底からの大逆転劇へと発展する。