Love Smells Like Tangerines

At a New Year’s corporate party, I suddenly realized that even my friend—despite the overtime—managed to get herself a boyfriend… And I could only manage to get a cat! Desperately, I was homesick for my “Mандаринчику” while others were having fun. But as soon as I returned home, another unwanted object from the past burst into my life. This time not a kitten, but a young and attractive man. Judging by the presence of money—he’s rich. Judging by the absence of documents, memory, and manners—he’s exactly the kind of rogue you should find yourself… So why am I so drawn to helping everyone who’s in trouble?