Matsuoka is hooked on wearing his ex-girlfriend’s clothes and going for nighttime walks into town, feeling the pleasure of being stared at by men wherever he goes. One night, after he is assaulted by a man during a one-off encounter, he is saved by Hirosue, a nondescript senior worker from his company. Drawn to Hirosue’s innocent and pure love, Matsuoka continues to meet with Hirosue, all the while dressed as a woman, until Hirosue finally confesses to him. Narise Konohara’s pinnacle of achievement portrays the pain and beauty of unrequited love and has also been adapted to a theatrical play.... more>>

Contains 2 short stories (published in earlier editions) “Of Tenderness” (Itoshii koto) and “Of Love” (Aisuru koto). <<less

The staff frowned as they looked at the handsome young man in front of them.... more>>

No wonder he's a top graduate, with that skin, those features. With his appearance alone, he certainly has the qualifications to be an outstanding graduate.

When the young man restrained the few traces of gentleness on the surface, his expressionless face truly resembled a cold and stunning beauty. He didn't need to do anything; just standing there was enough to tantalize people's hearts and lungs.

—With such a cold and elegant face, he could surely fit into a "forced love" script.

Little did anyone know, this person just has a cold facade, but his mind was focused solely on being a good wife, assisting his husband and educate his children, doing laundry and cooking. <<less

I am a cursed monster—a curse that can only be lifted by love. My head is covered in shiny blue scales and thick leathery skin with yellow reptilian eyes.... more>>

The prince who supposedly loved my powers ran away because he couldn’t kiss me. In a fit of anger, I drank heavily and taunted my male friend.

“Who would love a monster? Can you love me?”
“Yeah.”
“What? You would sleep with me?”

In that one haphazard moment, I had a taste of adult pleasure…
The curse was lifted!
I became a very lovely lady, just like my beautiful parents!

I love you too! I love @^#$& too…! I love…?

“Who is that?”

I’ve lost my memory. I have no idea who that friend was, the one I crossed the line with. <<less