It was a normal boring day in the life of y/n. Nothing special was happening, nothing special had happened for a long time in his life due to the pandemic he was in the midst of. Thats why never in a million years did y/n think that he would be caught in a situation where he got everything he'd ever dreamed of. ~~~~ "who are you?" The dark eyes of a tall raven haired man looked down at him. ~~~~ !art is not mine, all credits to the owner!! !hxh characters do not belong to me!

An assassin and a mafia Don. One night, Two results.

Reincarnated as the secret capture target, I decided to live my life on the sideline as I watch the Otome game events happen but it seems the god is up to something else... "Ufufu, I must have same-gender couples!" Wait the heroine is acting differently? Why is she two-faced?! What happened to the villainous? She's timid and kind, even her fiance likes her. Wait she's also a reincarnated person?! W-wait I only wanted to befriend like a side character, why are you all after me?! I'm a boy you know! "You can change your gender right? Then bear my child!" "I will give you eternal happiness, please be with me forever" "I-I love you, marry me" I'm confused... SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF THIS WEIRD HAREM!!! I just wanted to live a quiet life where I slowly develop feelings for someone and live in a small quiet town. ***DISCLAIMER*** I own the whole story and plot. Some may sound similar to other stories but they are simply inspirations for me or pure coincidence. I DON'T own the images. I can't draw, so I'll be partially editing the images to make the characters I want. Of course, I'll credit them. and lastly... This is a BL (Yaoi/Shounen Ai) story. I'm an amateur in smut, but I'll try my best to get smexy scenes if the readers requests. It'll start off fluffy, but the story will develop to be more serious. I also highly recommend to imagine the story as anime style. I'm not too good with realistic-type.

Merfolk were the very foundation of Shota Aizawa's childhood. Growing up with an absentee mother and a father who worked hard to keep them comfortably afloat, Aizawa found himself growing up faster than most kids his age. Mature beyond his years, he still derived joy from the stories his father would tell him at night. Sitting on the end of his bed, his dad would spin tales of finned creatures who convened with dolphins and wrestled sharks. Shimmering scales and magic that surpassed what was thought to be possible with quirks alone. Stories of seashell hoards and kingdoms built of colorful coral and carefully polished stone. It was one of the few things Shota could look back on and smile. The mere mention of them brought a light feeling to his chest and a shine to his eyes. Though, he never would've thought those myths could be true. (I do NOT own the cover art)