2 Book(s) Related to buddy xxx

I was too clingy, had trust issues, and had pretty much given up on the idea of marriage. I was a mess and not a hot one either. Yes, I was still young, but if all guys only wanted sex without a commitment, then I would never have a family.

As hope began to rise in my lonely, desperate heart, I took a picture of the Virtually Yours billboard ad, for building your own AI companion robot.


I had him bring it into my apartment, and after he left, I quickly unwrapped it; my giddiness almost got the better of me. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of a six-foot-five-inch tall man who looked like my sleeping Prince Charming. He came with a lot of accessories and a user’s manual. I admired the robot and loved how realistic he looked. The hair was dark, soft, and luscious. The black suit he was in accentuated his toned chest, perfectly built frame, and hopefully, elegantly tattooed chest, arms, and back as I had ordered.

He looked like he came straight out of a romance novel, just as I had imagined.

In the wasteland era, the soil is dead. Whoever can grow food is king.
In my last life, my brother gave me the spore we had nearly died to get, and the two of us awakened plant-growing powers together.
But every grain he grew was full and perfect, and the leader placed him on a pedestal; everything I grew was poisonous, and I was mercilessly cast out as worthless.
It wasn't until I died that I learned the truth: his power was never plant-growing, but transfer.
As long as he had eaten the spore, he could transfer away all the crops I grew.
When I got a second chance, I returned to the very day my so-called brother tried to shove the spore into my mouth.
This time, I slammed into him, knocked the spore to the ground, and crushed it under my foot.