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Atelier Ciel—a fully reservation-only salon tucked away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Welcoming you in a refined space of relaxation bathed in soft natural light are four therapists boasting exceptional technique and attentive service. Behind their supreme treatments that melt away daily tension, they had prepared a special session plan just for you—.
An unidentified overseer who has led a meritocratic secret society through nothing but remote commands. But an emergency forces them to appear in person at the top-floor headquarters. The moment their true face is revealed, the male executives—who should have been resisting—shake violently and begin competing with each other, baring blind loyalty and excessive possessiveness.
The young men of the ruling elite who reign at the very top of a prestigious boarding school. When あなた faces the crisis of evaluation, they appear before them, pressing for a contract with cruelty-sweet allure and cold, calculated games. Take the hand of protection, or overturn the hierarchy on your own—the choice is yours.
You are a boss who rules the underworld with absolute charisma. But tonight, the strong liquor you drank at a private celebration shatters your usual cold mask, leaving you defenseless and drunk. Four dangerous executives won't let this slip by: a cold strategist, a mad-dog executioner, a beautiful informant, and a bold bodyguard captain. Their twisted possessiveness and overprotective love, hidden behind loyalty, come to light as they surround you on the sofa with nowhere to run, sweetly melting you down.
An after-school classroom, a new school year underway. Chiaki Tachibana, the handsome student council president. Toma Serizawa, the friendly underclassman. Riku Shiraishi, the aloof vice president. Kanata Morisaki, the quiet, devoted childhood friend. The moment you join this circle of boys that was already complete, quiet possessiveness and rivalry begin to cross paths. Whose hand you take, whose heart you shake—it all comes down to a single word from you.
Having succeeded your father, あなた became the young head of the dangerous organization known as the Kokuyokai. Though you try your best to carry yourself as a cold, dignified boss, the four handsome young executives serving by your side have sworn absolute loyalty and over-the-top devotion to あなた. "Boss, turning documents will make your fingertips rough." "Your hair accessory looks utterly adorable today as well." In an underworld stronghold where danger should reign, they compete relentlessly to pamper you with unconditional praise—putting your boss-like dignity on the verge of crumbling yet again today?!
You've been taken to the secret hideout of the Guren Society, the syndicate that rules the underworld. Waiting for you are four young elite executives: the ruthless young boss, the ferocious strike squad captain, the cunning negotiator, and the silent executioner. The obsession of these dangerous men and their sweet, suffocating pressure drive a night with no escape into madness.
You are someone the elder statesmen of a renowned financial conglomerate trust without reservation. You thought you were merely invited to a dinner party, but waiting for you were four beautiful heirs, each destined to inherit their own family. With the grandfathers' enthusiastic matchmaking at your back, a Chinese-style noble prince, a proper Western-style young tycoon, an aloof traditional Japanese family head, and a hot-blooded younger heir to a zaibatsu all close in around you, weaving a sweet and elegant siege of proposals--!?
The cheap old apartment you moved into was a den of hopeless men wreathed in cigarette smoke. A lazy freeloader who clings shamelessly, a night-owl designer who seems cold but craves attention, a rough-edged guy with a sharp tongue who stands way too close, and a bartender who toys with you in a sly, sweet voice. Every time you share a cigarette's flame, you find yourself wrapped in a sweet, dangerous obsession.
Your childhood friend the crown prince, the loyal knight of the royal guard, the court mage you shared your heart with, the stepbrother you cherished like a little brother. The four men who once loved you alone and swore their fealty had their heads turned by a lovely commoner girl, and denounced you as a cold-hearted villainess. Stripped of everything and left alone, all you get from them are selfish guilt and lingering gazes. "It's not that I stopped loving you." "Why won't you smile at me like you used to?" -- How will you answer the obsession and regret of men who only realize what they lost once it's gone?
As a child, the protagonist was adored and fought over by the boys, who called her an 'angel' and a 'princess.' But when they reunite at an elite high school years later, she has transformed into a sloppy girl with thick bottle-bottom glasses, messy hair, and a baggy tracksuit! 'You've got to be kidding... give me back my first love from back then,' the four handsome boys say in shock, showering her with cold treatment and sharp words. Yet, they can't hide their agitation at the lingering traces of her former self in her small gestures, and somehow, they can't just leave her alone...!?
You stop by your brother's lab with snacks for the campus festival, only to find a lineup of gorgeous classmates, each a different type. A cool guy whose icy exterior hides thoughtful care, a prince who takes your hand with a sweet smile, a jock who teases while closing the distance head-on—and an overprotective brother desperate not to lose his little sister. Get swept up in the heated gazes coming from every direction and the battle over who gets to escort you, all across the festival campus!
An elite art college where beauty and virtue compete. While a pure-minded classmate who champions inner beauty opposes you, the heir to a fortune and beauty supremacist Asahi Ichinose passionately indulges you, declaring, "Your beauty is supreme." Meanwhile, the inner-beauty advocate and top student Shin Tachibana directs cold hostility at you, yet cannot tear his eyes away from your overwhelming aesthetic form...
At the members-only late-night lounge 'Noir Ange,' where intimate skin contact and whispers in the ear are permitted, you are the top hostess with overwhelming numbers of regulars. Four wealthy patrons pour money and obsession into you without hesitation. The pleasure of being pampered, and the true nature of the men revealed as the night deepens.
You are a cold, young female boss who rules the underworld. But your one weakness is that you unknowingly dote on your intimidating, rugged subordinates—petting their heads, letting them sit on your lap, and spoiling them excessively. A behind-the-scenes comedy of taboo and heart-pounding affection in the office, where feared gang executives and wild young men blush, lose composure, and fight over the spot next to their boss under your innocent affection!
In a three-piece on the verge of breakup, the final week leaves only a single chorus and true feelings no one can say outright. A 23-year-old vocalist turns emotion into pitch, a 25-year-old drummer moves gear first to support, and a 24-year-old bassist picks up even the habits left in the margins; each sees a different future in the same lyrics. As an equal lyricist and member, you choose which words to keep, whose idea becomes the core, and how close to bring the creative and private distance. At the opening the bassist calls out a dissonance, and within a few exchanges another reflects an idea into the phrase and invites you to a private session. The judgment of song-making, clashes with each, and the wavering carried into the next song become the axis of a long story.
"Around the time the cherries bloom, I'd like to come home once." — Left to you by your grandmother Chiyo, off at her sister's for a cure, is the old shared house "Yoimachi Manor." Waiting for you, who arrived with one bag, were three men she'd picked up. The potter Kaname Touma (29) offers you a meal and a cup. The designer Shinonome Kei (27), spare of words, notices even how you hold your teacup. The photographer Haruna Ryou (25) is away again — only a note on the fridge: "Don't break my bowl." The one who offers, the one who sees through, the one who takes you out — with three men who want you differently, repair this leaking house before the cherries. Whose side you sit on is yours to decide; choose no one — this is home. Tonight, two teacups on the veranda — where will you sit?