Kairie

“Unlucky” would be the nice way to describe Lucas’ luck. He wasn’t just down bad. He was practically cursed.

As someone who never asked to exist, he’s had to experience medical torture, imprisonment, and eventually death. And that was just his first life.

Then, just as he thought of escaping his fate, he transmigrates into the body of the Empire’s most useless Flower Vase. 

Great, now he should have status, wealth, and beauty, right?

Wrong.

Because his new body, Young Lord Luca Kyros, was a vegetable. And what’s worse was that no one else seemed to know the truth. To everyone else, he was just your typical rebellious heir. 

He wouldn’t have minded that. He was used to being called a harlot or similar names for being a defective Guide. But the problem was he woke up right smack in the middle of the Royal Military Academy’s Assessment test.

And his double body, the one who should be attending school, perished in an ambush.

So now, he’s forced to resolve his existential crisis while attending a school he never even enrolled in. 

He’ll have to conquer his flimsy body, his brooding roommate, and his picky-eater “dungeon”—all that on top of surviving impending doom.

Someone definitely needs a miracle.

The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL]

Luca noticed how fidgety Ollie got the whole ride back. He was jumpy, and kept checking on him.

Technically, who wouldn't be this nervous when his brother was such a person? What if someone realized how fantastic Luca was and just snatched him on the way back?

Ollie was too much of a chicken shit to fight back, and all he was good at was screaming at the opponent like that would help. And maybe throwing money. All he could possibly help with was to ransom the guy.

He sighed all the way back, thinking of a way to improve himself for reasons that were totally unbelievable to Luca, who had a totally different set of concerns.

Luca still felt guilty about spending so much money even though he intended to replace it, so he decided to send a few more fruits, like the watermelon. With the address and contact number he got, he figured it would be fine to just send some over.

One-Man Team?