Kuroitsuki

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died

In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. 

He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings.

According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live.

So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. 

But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. 

The silly Xion tried to run away but...

 Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand.

"I've heard you tried to run away."

Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" 

Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face.

 "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..."

The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered.

 Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. 

Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble.

"You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married."

Xion "...!!!!"

[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke

Xion was still caught in the heat of his embarrassment. His ears burned red as he buried his face in his hands.

What had he been thinking back then? How could he be so stupid?

He groaned and rolled onto his side, only for a sharp pain to shoot through his swollen ankle.

"Ugh, damn it!" He winced, rubbing his ankle gently on the bedsheet.

The ache did not subside, but his sulking and embarrassment were soon interrupted by a loud knock at the door.

The voice sounded unfamiliar to him. He instinctively wanted to yell, to tell the person to go away. But it was not his home for him to act this willful.

Patting his cheeks and willing his frantic heart to calm down, he spoke, "Come i-"

Before he could properly end his words and tell the person to come inside, the door swung open with a swish. It slammed against the wall with a loud thud.

Xion is Officially Booked For a Date?