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"So that was the first and major mistake back in the roaring 20's. They never thought of the future. They only saw the right now. The second was to allow people to get into debt so they could live a life the government painted, the ideal American life. Parties, business expansions, investments, modern inventions and growing families. No one thought about how they were going to feed those children in the long run. No one bothered to save money and were told not to panic. That everything would be fine and it would all work out. Especially when they started the contest." Mrs. Dabney explained.
""Contest? There was a contest?" Ariana asked. Loralei started to pale, she didn't know what to do other then look at the other Lumas for comfort but each one averted their gaze from her. "Yes. It was a rather disgusting propoganda from the government but when you had someone in power that was more concerned about their pockets rather then the well being of the populace you get the beginings of a great tragedy."
"How can a single contest lead to a great tragedy, that seems odd." Ariana said as she tilted her head. "What if I told you the reward was too tempting to pass up?" Mr. Dabney asked. "How tempting?" Ariana asked cautiously in return. "So tempting that it guaranteed your debts to be paid off in full, a chance to buy a home in a prestige area, a chance t let you live the high life for the rest of your life?" Mrs. Dabney asked as she got up and grabbed a couple of gasses of water.
"It seems too good to be true." Ariana said as she furrowed her brows.  "Well someone from your generation would definiety think it is too good to be true but someone back then? Someone who never knew what debt was? Someone who was feed an ideal life? Someone who had their life ripped from them when they were finally given a chance?" Mrs. Dabney asked.
Ariana dropped her gaze and went silent for a while. Mrs. Dabney sighed and continued to eat. "What was the contest?" Ariana finally asked. "Mmmh." Mrs. Dabney said as she just finished taking a bite. "S-sorry one second. Gulp. Okay, so having the most kids." Mrs. Dabney said. "Excuse me?!" Ariana said in a loud voice. Brie got startled and started to whimper. Mrs. Dabney stood up and started to rock Brie in her arms.
"Having birthed the most children." Mrs. Dabney said nonchalantly. "How? Why?!" Ariana said as her jaw dropped. "To promote a modern family. To pump more money into the economy by making husbands buy modern machines to give wives more time to take care of the family. For people to take out loans at ridiculous interest rates and to promote the ideal American life." Mrs. Dabney explained. 
"So giving birth to babies was going to do that?" Ariana asked. "Yes, so couples were given a span of 10 years. Women who contributed to so much during the first world war were sent back home and told to start families. As a woman would you want to be told to stay home and give birth?" Mrs. Dabney asked. "No! My body my choice." Ariana said furiously. "Right but what if it's for a good sum of money when you are being feed lies about a great life?" Mrs. Dabney asked.
Ariana paled. "How in the word would my body even tolerate being impregnated constantly? What about miscarragies and birth defects? Or the birthing practices back then was it even sanitary?" Ariana asked bitterly. "EXACTLY!" Mrs. Dabney shouted scaring Brie again. "Oops. Sorry honey." Mrs. Dabney said apologetically then shifted Brie to her chest and placed her little head onto her shoulder as she patted Brie's back.
"That's what I was researching. How could women pump out so many children without proper practices in place? How could children survive? What did woman use to help them produce so many stong, healthy babies while keeping themselves alive? On record the winner produced 12 children, multiples were born and many of her children died so the number should have been greater but they only counted the living and the ones with valid birth certificates." Mrs. Dabney explained.
"So if they died they were never counted?" Ariana asked. "No." Mrs. Dabney and Loralei said in unison. Ariana turned her head and looked at Loralei. 'The one who should have won had 15 children but because the triplets were born without a doctor a birth certificate was never given. She tried to go to the Ministry of Health to get the certificates but her paperwork got lost in the flood of requests. They were the first to be born yet they were never recognized.' Loralei explained.
"15?! 15 kids! That's awful! How did that poor woman even survive?!" Ariana shouted. Mrs. Dabney smiled. "She was a strong lady at least physically." She said. 'Emotionally too.' Loralei said in a soft voice. Ariana looked at Mrs. Dabney and gave her a small nod. Mrs. Dabney sighed, it looked like she really wanted to continue her conversation but gave up. Instead she mouthed the words "Good luck." Then walked away with the other Lumas in tow. 
"How was she emotionally strong?" Ariana asked. 'She made the hardest decision of her life after she lost the contest. She sold off the last set of twins, the last set of triplets and one of my older sisters to some nice families.' Loralei explained.
"She was your mother?!" Ariana gasped. Loralei nodded her head. 'Yes. My mother didn't want to but we had no money to feed all of us. My mother had a rare gene that allowed her to birth multiple children ever time she got pregnant but not all of them survived.' Loralei explained.
"Loralei... Were you a twin then?" Ariana asked. Loralei shook her small body no. 'When I was born I was a quadruplets but I was the only who survived.' Loralei said with a sad smile. "Oh Loralei." Ariana said as she got up and walked back to the sofa.
"Is this why you didn't want to talk about your past? It sounds so painful." Ariana said quietly as she stretched out her hand and stroked Loralei's head.
'No, it's because of my wish.' Loralei replied. "Your wish?" Ariana asked. 'Yes. My wish to have the past altered so that stupid contest never existed.' Loralei said with conviction. "But wouldn't that erase your existence?!" Ariana shouted. 'It was more painful to live through that and to live through the the Great Depression and then World War 2.' Loralei explained.
"You experienced World War 2?" Ariana asked. 'I was there.' Loralei replied.


First Arc:

"Don't leave me! Just look at me and stay awake!" Words that haunted Ariana's dreams for as long as she remembered. Dying in the arms of her lover as they both are surrounded and engulfed in flames. 

However Ariana's quirks never stopped her from living her life. Her journey starts from when her adoptive mother sells her at the tender age of 12, afraid that she was stealing her adoptive father's love. A blow to her head unlocks her past life's memories and life skills. 

Any object she touches relating to her past life unlocks her past skills and education. Using her memories she changes the brothel she's sold to into a maid cafe, and slowly changes her community. 

While creatures called Lumas are born from her powers to protect Ariana but who are the Lumas really protecting? Especially when she gets her period on her 13th birthday and it morphs her into a humanoid garnet dragon.

Second Arc:

In a world full of magic, beast men, warriors, adventurers and elementals could there really be something more frightening then a girl with mixed blood? Garnet dragon, child of the jewel eyed priestess and the soul of someone who was summoned from Earth.

Ariana is fully awoken to who she is and has started her life in St. Verusha Academy as their perfect score student. She will have to grow into the young lady she wants to be while trying to unravel the mysteries of her life. 

With the help of Cayden, her childhood friend and the the Lumas, Ariana will discover the roads she can walk down. The only problem is will she choose destruction or human evolution? Love or world dominance? Revenge or forgiveness? Or will she allow her human mind and heart to be devoured by the darkness inside of her because of a massive betrayal from the one person she thought meant the most to her?

After a few rings, our father answered. I said, "Dad, I'm here with Ashley and Brittany. I'm trying to decide what is going on between you and Mom. Are you really getting a divorce from her to avoid losing control of the Saginaw Industries stock?"

A long pause developed, then he said, "Son, you are not old enough... Taegan, this is not your business."

"Since I was five and learned that I was adopted, I have always had this sinking feeling that I was going to be dumped by the side of the road like so much garbage... You and Mom would drive away with my sisters and... I would be left to fend for myself. I do..."

"Taegan, I would never simply abandon you. How could you think that? I am divorcing your mother for more than the wills... It's time you were told... Your mother married me to avoid going to jail for fraud and embezzlement. At the time, I was under so much pressure to marry, the bargain seemed like a good idea. Now it does not... Ashley, Brittany, of all the things I expected to deal with, your being a Lesbian couple did not seem likely," he said bitterly.

Ashley said, "Dad, I will not attempt to justify myself... Why are you making this decision now? We're almost eighteen. Dad, this could just be a phase we are going through."

"As I said, 'there is more to this than the wills.' I do not want to discuss this with you. Your mother and I will meet in Dallas in two weeks. If we cannot resolve our differences, then we will divorce."

I said, "I want to see these wills, Dad... Ummm... Dad, you are not God. You could have made a mistake. I want to have an expert look at them. I want you to have digital copies made and sent to me. In addition, I want the originals to be available for my expert to examine. The man I have in mind might see something that you did not."

A long silence followed, then my father said, "Taegan, your examination of the wills will not change anything, but if this is your way of making peace with our divorce, then I will send the copies to you... Give your expert Stevens' number and he will set up times for viewing of the originals, if that becomes necessary. You should have them before the day is out." He hung up... which surprised me... Something seemed wrong in this. Shouldn't he have attempted to justify himself?

"Okay. Now I am going to call someone... Her grandfather is a guy who has written extensively about wills down through the ages." I pulled up her number from the cell's memory and called her. "Hey! Jennifer, what's up!"

"Taegan, I was just thinking of you. Are you going to Laurie's party?"

"Yeah, I was thinking of taking you, but if..."

"No... No... I am available. Pick me up at 6."

"Okay... Say, Jennifer, does your grandfather still do consulting on wills?"

"Yeah... Why?"

"Jennifer, I have a huge problem. I need to hire an expert to look at some of my family's wills. Jennifer, I really need to see him tomorrow or the next day... Can you arrangement that for me?"

Jennifer said breezily, "Sure, no problem. I'll call him now and I will set up a time... Let me put you on hold." She was gone for about a minute, then said, "Hey! Grandfather can't see you tomorrow... Monday at 10am at his office on campus at UH would work." She sent me the building and room number. That kind of bothered me, because I did not think he was teaching... Maybe he was an emeritus professor. "I'll see you at 6 at my place." She hung up.

The twins were looking angry and jealous. I stood up. "We need a Plan B, if this fails. We will need as many friends as we can. That means that we burn no bridge before its time... You are just now coming to an understanding that we could be out on our ear. I have had to live with that waking nightmare for over ten years... I never REALLY thought Dad would dump me beside the road, but the idea was never far from my conscious mind. Now there is a possibility that the nightmare will become reality.

"I am going to the party tonight with Jennifer. Nothing will happen except that she will have a good time. I will spend my time thinking about you two. Right now, we need to find out who the opposition is," I said.

I walked around the house with the twins in my wake. I found Jenkins supervising the gardeners as they trimmed this and that in the backyard. "Jenkins, I need a current listing of all the Shrike descendant covered by the ten generations of wills."

"Certainly, sir. Let me talk to Manuel, then I will be right with you," he said crisply. After a few minutes, he led us to the library and gave me a book that was titled, 'The Shrikes and Their Descendants,' by Amanda Shrike. "This one has everything until 1994. This notebook has all of them that have been found or born... Some of them looked at the wills of the founders and decided that they would rather renounce their rights, because the stipulations in the wills are so very harsh. Those who abdicate are mentioned, but not in as much detail as the ones who joined the Association of the Families of Shrike, Wereangel and Weirangel... Few people realize that the bird called Shrike has the name of Weirangel and Wereangel in Germany," he said neutrally.

I looked at the large book and the seemingly larger binder and said, "Is this in a digital form somewhere?"

"Certainly, sir," he said and motioned to a computer off to the right. After a little messing around, he pulled up a file. "These are publicly available information on all the living members of the Association. The private information is encrypted. You would need your father's permission to look at that."

Something hit me. "If father and mother die and Ashley and Brittany die without issue, who inherits the Saginaw Industries stock?"

"Oh, that's a good question. Too many people spend time determining that piece of information," he said amused. He brought up an entry in the file and pointed to a number labeled, 'Throne number:'. The guy in picture was number 1561. He pointed to the Sort button and showed me how to get a list of the top 200.

Dad was at the top, then a guy I had never heard of, Roland Shrike of Camden, NJ. Jenkins pulled down a genealogical chart and showed me where this Roland Shrike was... My great-grandfather had ten children, nine males and one female. The first male was my grandfather. My grandfather's next oldest brother, Everett Shrike, had three male children. The oldest was Roland. Roland had five children, all males. Roland was about 57 today.

I looked at the box next to Roland, his younger brother, and asked, "What about this guy? He's in orange. I know that red means that he died before reaching the age of having kids, blue means that he had no children and that green means that he had children."

Jenkins smiled and said, "Orange means indeterminate... I remember this one, Avery Shrike, Roland's brother, just disappeared in 1983 when he was 20... The thinking at the time was that Justin Shrike, the third brother, killed him in order to increase his income... Oh, yes, no one has briefed you on the disbursements from the Association. All the money from the 59% of the common stock goes to the Throne. Members of the Association get a cut of the interest and dividends from the company bonds, preferred stock and other instruments that Association owns. The distribution is based on their Throne number."

I stood there thinking, then said, "That means that if my father dies and Ashley and Brittany have no children, then Roland ascends the throne. If Avery had survived or if he turned up and Roland and all his kids died without issue, then Avery would ascend the throne. As it stands, Justin should ascend the Throne in that scenario, but his box is in blue, so he never had any children which probably disqualifies him." My cell binged with email from Stevens, my father's executive assistant, with some large files dealing with the wills. At least that is what the file names suggested. "Brittany, please get everything you can on the Association of the Families of Shrike, Wereangel and Weirangel. I've got this strange feeling that we are in the middle of a game where we do not know what the rules are, nor the players. Jenkins just now hinted that some of the players take the game deadly serious... Ashley, find out everything you can about the people with Throne Numbers from 2-30... We need the information about the people who abdicated, the indeterminates and the people who died without issue.

"I'm going upstairs to my computer and read through the wills. I had Stevens send me all the pertinent documents... Again, we are doing this to get up to speed on why our father is thinking of divorcing our mother... Someone is supposedly pressuring him to divorce our mother. We need to know who that person is and go have some pointed words with him."

I went to work upstairs. I pulled up the wills and plowed through the verbiages. The ones in the late 1600's were in handwritten German, kind of. I knew German. This didn't look like the German I was used to. What if whoever did the translations was mistaken about a word? What if the word in the late 1600's meant something different now versus the year it was written?... I made a note.

The translations were all typed, as in they used a typewriter when they put down what they thought was in the handwritten wills... which implied that no one had looked at what the originals said in decades, even the ones in English. That bothered me. Handwriting is a problem at the best of times. What if the word was a legal word that meant something different then versus now?... I made a note.

My father did not own the stock in Saginaw Industries. The Association of the Families of Shrike, Wereangel and Weirangel owned the stock. The Throne owned all the so-called benefits from owning the stock. My father could vote the 59% of Saginaw Industry. He got any interest and dividends that accrued to the stock. He could borrow against future earnings from the stock. In the last 300 years, the stock had had eight names.

What was kind of fascinating was that the wills that Stevens had sent were not just for the Thrones, but for a wide assortment of Shrikes... going back to 1457. I had lunch brought in and... made sure that my sisters got something to eat. What was bothersome to me was that none of these people had been nobles per se. They were at best landed gentry and well-to-do merchants. Why were they acting like nobles?

During my digging through the wills, I discovered why my father had married my mother.

I cleaned up before I left for the party. I stuck my head into the library. They were both hard at work. "I'm off to Laurie's party with Jennifer."

"Why?" asked Ashley... There was a lot more to that simple word.

"We need a Plan B in case we cannot get Dad to relent or something... Tonight is the first night I start telling my friends that I might need help. In the next few months we are going to need help to get by... Before I forget, Ashley, make sure that you're keeping up with your website. Worse comes to worse we can live on that money... We don't want to wind up having to live with our mother's sister," I said.

They both got a sour look on their faces. I went around and kissed both of them and drove off to the party. I left them with a smile on their faces.

When I picked Jennifer up, she had on a beautiful red dress. Her shoes were red and spangly. Her bright red hair finished off the ensemble. Her earrings were made of rubies. I said, "You are particularly beautiful tonight." Then in a mildly teasing way said, "I hope you did not spend too much time deciding on what to wear... You would look good in a gunny sack." She laughed and we were off.

Somewhere in the drive she asked, "Tigger, what is the problem? Normally you're all bouncy."

"I woke up this morning in an embarrassing situation and the day has gotten worse since then."

"Do you think you can win the Worst Week pot?" she asked smiling.

I blinked and said, "Yeah, easily. In fact, let me hit the ATM for some cash. There is NO WAY anyone can beat me this week."

The ATM would not give me more than $1K, but that seemed enough... for tonight. I put it in my mad money pouch. I kept the pouch around to hold my gambling winnings. I was suddenly struck with the realization that I did not know how much money was in the pouch... I might have to remedy that ignorance... tomorrow. 'There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.' echoed through my mind.

Oh, yeah, my car. I had a '57 Chevy V8 with a nine speed manual shift. There were times when I wished for three more speeds, but those times were rare. She was blue. Well, saying she was blue was like saying a summer sky is blue... There is blue, then there is BLUE. She was a four door hardtop with crushed velvet bucket seats. I wished that the car had been an original, but some of the features I wanted were not available in the original. The reproduction I had allowed me to become one with the vehicle... One weekend earlier in the summer, I had driven up to Texas World Speedway in College Station and drove her at 156 mph... Good times.

Uhh... The party... You have to remember that parties on Saturday for the ultra rich are consider very juvenile. Put aside the fact that we were juvenile. Laurie Oplenet was from new money... kinda. Her mother was a Boston Brahmin who had fallen on hard times and her father was from a German family who could trace their family back to the Great Famine of 1315. Her father had struck it rich in the dotcom bubble and sold out before the bubble burst. On top of his social position, the money made him acceptable as part of the ultra rich.

Once a month, they had the Worst Week Contest. The saying goes, 'Joy Shared is Joy Doubled. Misery Shared is Misery Halved.' We were in this together. Being a rich kid is not as easy as it sounds. Your parents want something. Sometimes too much... You threw in a $100 to register. When everyone was in, then numbers were drawn and brackets were created.

For each contest, you had one opponent like in a reality show. A category was announced and then you bet. Your opponent had to meet or beat your bet. If he beat it, then you had to raise or fold losing the money without having a chance to defend your position... The game area was a circle around four computer terminals mounted on a large marble Corinthian pedestal... The contests were broadcast throughout the house on the TV's in each room. People would vote using a website. Everyone got a password when they arrived at the party. You logged in with your cell and voted. The one with the most votes normally won... As each bracket finished a new one began... One night, Laurie tried running four brackets at once... It failed miserably... The goal was to share information about ourselves so that we would know we were not alone... The money was of little consequence... supposedly.

In the first round, my opponent was Neill Campbell. I thought about it. I had heard no gossip about anything happening to him during the week... The category was announced for my contest: Embarrassment. Neill threw in a $100 bill. I threw in $1000... A gasp from the audience... For some reason that made Neill mad. He put in $1000. I put in $200. He put in $100 and glared at me... Neill won the toss. He said, "My mother's mother showed up for a party Monday. She's sliding into dementia. She kissed me on the lips and... gave me the tongue... THEN she said, 'The inside of your mouth tastes SOOOooOOo good.'" The last was in this high falsetto. Quite a few guys winced at that one. Too many laughed.

I said, "I came in last night about 10pm from doing live fire exercises over at Smokin' Joe's Shooting Range. I use a Grizzly Mark V which is a .50. It has a kick like a mule. When I got in, my hands hurt, my back hurt, my feet hurt... I started shedding clothes when I entered my room. I collapsed naked face first on my bed and burrowed under the covers.

"This morning, I woke up on my back. I had kicked the bedding onto the floor. I had this huge erection from a wet dream. The nocturnal discharge went almost to my chin. My twin sisters were in bed with me and my mother was at the end of the bed looking down onto this scene. She woke up my sisters. They saw my condition and started babbling... I gathered what dignity I could muster and asked them to leave... I mean, I hadn't asked anyone to come in my room much less join me in bed." Almost all the guys had their mouths open. The girls had strained looks on their faces.

All around the house, people clicked on buttons. I won with 116 votes for me and 16 votes for Neill. Neill looked at the total and said, "Yield. God, I don't know what I would have done if that happened to me... Dude, everyone knows you're celibate... What were your sisters doing in your bed?"

I said, "No clue." I picked up the $2400.

Suppose that you are a male.

What would you do to get a job that paid one billion USD per year? 

That is the wrong question...

What would you NOT do to attain such a job?

What vile, despicable, underhanded deeds would you do to get your hands on that amount of money and position?

But wait there is more...

What if you must take the job or you and everyone you love will be killed? Would that affect your decision?

Now suppose that you are a female.

Would you marry a guy that was paid one billion USD per year?

But wait there is more...

You can marry the guy or you will be kidnapped, tortured and then killed. Plus, your flesh would be eaten by the torturer, if you did not marry the guy. Would that affect your willingness to wed the guy? I mean, how bad would the guy have to be before you screamed, "I would rather be tortured and my flesh eaten than be married to this guy."?

In the story, Teagan Shrike turns eighteen the summer before his senior year in high school. From one day to the next, he goes from heir apparent to a fortune to a fugitive from two drug cartels, the police and a shadowy relative who wants the billion dollar job badly enough to kill him for it. Teagan must make a series of life and death decisions. He must also decide whether he wants to marry the 'correct' girl and take up his position as head of a family of inbred, wealthy and deadly monsters in human form.

In class, after teaching them some business ethics and some strategies, they tell them the importance of routine, in nowadays every person is suffering from lots of stress, and some times we do not feel productive but the reason of this is lack of clarity, 
 "It's a lack of clarity that creates chaos and frustration. Those emotions are poison to any living goal, said by Steve Maraboli, and for doing business or achieving anything in life you must be clear about what you want and for that, you must be a good decision-maker, now what happen lots of the time, some people while taking decision search a lot ask a lot but still hesitate, you need to make a decision quickly in business it is very important, and in life too, I am not saying that don't do research, but how much time you gonna spend on the decision is determine before, the decision is never right or wrong, it is you who determines the end result,"
 "Sir, what we do if we can't make a proper decision?" one student asked,
"if you can't take a proper decision then the first thing is to consider a worst-case scenario, like if someone wanted to do business but for that, they needed to leave the high paying job, so first write down what will worst happen, not only think but write down, after that think about countermeasures, and how it will impact your life, and the result is too negative then don't do it, but if the result is not so scary, then go for it, like after leaving job, if your business will not work then you will be financially in trouble, so either you can save some money for worst and if you are capable of finding a job then okay, and even after that you feel confuse then do the best scenario test, write down what good things happen if you do leave the job and do the business if it's overcome the fear of worst-case scenario then go for it"
               Aditi also know some things about decision making and yes she also write down everything, this is her therapy, after that the teacher tells them about decision detox, this is a new concept for Aditi, the teacher tells them that in the morning our mind is so powerful so don't take an unimportant decision like what to wear, what to make breakfast, giving reply or not, etc, instead of that start working on your big project as soon as you wake up. Listening this  Aditi got confused because she read a book in which writer tell them that in the first hour after waking up you have to sweat in this way all the impurities in your body will be removed, and it is better if you read something, Aditi asks this to the teacher, the teacher said if you can let go of your thoughts while exercising and reading then okay, but don't waste your time in decision making on such things, use automation, like decided your next weeks clothes, what will you eat on breakfast, and even possible then decided for dinner and lunch, also make a plan for the week, set aside time for planning, and setting goals for week and day and possibly make a to-do list on night before, in this way you can increase your productivity, also try to use pen and paper more than a cell phone or laptop for planning. Aditi decided to do as they said.
                       After that, they tell students, "Avoid three C's in life if you wanted to achieve happiness and success, which are
1. Complaining.
2. Criticizing
3. Comparing.
                In business lots of unfair things are happening if you waste your time in complaining then it gonna achieve nothing only you are gonna upset, also we can't criticize someone, in this way we are only adding our troubles, instead of criticizing we can reflect more and do some extra things. and last but not the least, never compare your business, your children, your partner and yourself with others, the grass is greener on another side, you never know the full story so don't compare, it is unfair to you and the next person too."
                    Aditi in this life already stops complaining and yes criticizing, yes she compares herself with others, mostly with Samira whom she never meets, but now she decided that she will not compare and not prejudice, it is difficult but yup have to do.
                 After the classes, the mentor and she have a talk, her mentor, Dr. Attar, is a professor in his late 50, he is really a kind man, and she remember her grandpa when she is kid while talking with him he ask her when she is gonna start her business, she tell him that she also don't know might after competing the course, listening this he scold and tell her that it is best if she start now becasue she even don't have worker, and even if she tried from today she needed at least 3 months for basic setup, Aditi try to make excuses and said him that right now she don't have money and manpower, so she needed sometime, on which he said that first start doing give away with her products which are unpacked by taking a contest on YouTube give those spies to her relative and other persons for tasting and also start doing market research for this she don't need large amount of money and also now a days bank give loans to woman entrepreneur so she don't need to worry, listening his kind word Aditi feel so warm, she tell him that she will get money, that is not the problem, but her plan is not ready on which he replied "there is no thing like perfect timing perfect planning, A good plan violently executed now is better than a perfect plan executed at some indefinite time in the future is said by George S. Patton Jr So don't wait if you seriously wanted to start business, take baby steps but do every day something, you are young so you can take risk, and if your business get successful you can help woman from uneducated background"
            Listening to this Aditi also feels motivated. After the class and dinner, when she comes outside, she sees familiar Car, but there is Virat and Avi is standing, she asks them about Mahendra they tell her that he needed to go for work immediately, he might come back tomorrow, listening to this Aditi feel somewhat disappointed, she thinks that she will spend time with him, also she sees that children are sleeping inside the car, Avi tell her that everyone has work tomorrow so everyone go to their apartments so children feel lonely, listening this Aditi smiled, Mihir and Mishty, spend more time in her house and now they consider that house as their home. After that they headed towards their home, Aditi asks them that are they have dinner, on which they replied yes, while they are talking Mishty wake up seeing Aditi she  feel happy, hugging her she said  "Mau I miss you, now we are going to our house, so you will not go tomorrow right?"
"yes" Aditi replied, Mihri and chinu also wake up, after talking for some time they reach home, Aditi tells them to change clothes and she also take a bath, after that, they go to sleep, Virat and Mahendra decided to sleep here today because Aditi is alone and they are not in home for two days, anyway there are total three bedrooms and one bedroom is given to chinu and Virat, but chinu will sleep with Aditi so there is no problem. After children sleep, Aditi check her phone, but there is no message, she feels sad, but still send Mahendra a Good Night message, after waiting for 10 minutes she doesn't get any reply, for the whole day she is very happy, but now her mood worsens, and she feels somewhat angry, in anger she switch off her phone and decided to sleep, the B school is really tiring so even though she is angry she falls asleep.

This is the story about self-discovery, self-accepting, and self-improvement. After getting the chance to go back in time, she wanted to live happily and protect her loved ones. With the system, her journey of self-improvement to help the people who are in need starts. But why did she meet this handsome man wherever she goes, is this destiny? 

Disclaimer: English is not my native language. Also, this story has romance, but it is very slow-paced. Also, some chapters are about her past life and her character development. This story is something which I wanted to write for the time being so please give it try. Thank you.

'There's gold everywhere. Even the walls are painted gold. There's golden dragons everywhere too, I didn't take the Emperor to be the type to try to show off like this... Hm? Is that a portrait of him and the Empress hung next to his desk? How... cute. Are you even allowed to call a man this old cute?' Shen Tianyu thought to herself without letting her poker facce slip even a bit.
The Emperor himself was sitting on his wooden chair with a straight back and his head resting on his clasped hands that created an arch over the gold-painted table. He was staring at the two of them as if waiting for them to speak.
"Emperor Father, this son and his fiancee requests an official meeting with you, the Crown Prince, Qiao Wangye and Jun Wangye about the future of Lavender Palace." Rong Jian got straight to the point without any pleasantries. With how little the Emperor speaks, this was probably the best approach for him. 
The Emperor raised an eyebrow in question and moved his gaze to Shen Tianyu. He knew his fourth son wasn't associated with Lavender Palace so the request could only come from one other place.
Shen Tianyu dipped her head in a small bow and proceeded to explain her reasoning. "Lavender Palace wishes to introduce a new system that we believe will aid the businesses in this country and it's economic development as we seek to expand our own operations." 
"... How exactly will this new system of yours help our country?" The Emperor spoke for the first time since they entered and asked this question.
"Well, if you are willing to have a more detailed discussion, I would like the time alloted to an official meeting but the basic function is that the new system will give people ease in innovation and might be effective in areas other than business." Shen Tianyu smiled without showing any weakness. Right now, they are not in the Empress's Chambers nor in the harem section of the Imperial Palace, meaning whether it be her or Rong Jian, they were subjects and the man in front of them was their ruler. Outside the Imperial Harem, they were not family but subject and ruler, no matter how close of a relationship they share in private. That was just how royal families worked, and also why some royal children were severely lacking in parental love and affection, which in turn causes them to be unable to empathize other people, especially the common citizens. And in addition to being the Zhu Wangye's future Wangfei, she is also here in capacity as a representative from Lavender Palace. And rehashing of the "patent" policy they had back in her world would need some time in order for it to become effectivve in this world.
The Emperor stared at her for a while longer without speaking, trying to intimidate her into saying more. If she was truly born and raised in a normal household of this world, she might have caved, but with her experience of similar clients from her previous life and her training in Yaodu, along with it's backing, she had nothing to be afraid of. And, as a result, her smile didn't even twitch. Rong Jian, on the other hand, though he looked calm was starting to get stressed inside after the first stick of incense[1] had passed. He wanted to try to help by jumping in but also knew that if he did so, that might just sweep the official meeting off the table. Despite how it may seem, Kuian Guolian disliked people that relied too heavily on others, that was why he fell fro the Empress instead of the other noble ladies in the first place. It was excusable for children and those in need, such as citizens that were struck with war or a natural disaster, but once the child had their coming of age ceremony, he believed they should at least start to look into their own talents and find work befitting them. Even the Crown Prince, despite being named so since birth, had to pass a private test in order to be officially titled so. But seeing Shen Tianyu not budging an inch, Rong Jian settled on just watching them and decided he'd step in if need be, despite his ever rising sense of distress. 
The Emperor finally broke eye contact and pulled out a bounded book from a cupboard in his desk just before Rong Jian was about to break and say something. He flipped through it as Rong Jian stared at him in anticipation and Shen Tianyu peered at the bounded book in his hand. It looked like any other book aside from not having a title.
'He's not going to ignore us, is he?' Shen Tianyu thought as she tried to get a peek of what was in the book. Even thought the two of them were in front of the Emperor's desk, the study was quite, and unnecessarily, large in size so they were standing at a respectful distance from where the Emperor sat, rendering them unable to read the documents on his desk. Which can be considered a good thing, since no ruler wants to have their subordinates read and memorize their important documents, you don't know if they'll betray you in the future or whether they're already agents for someone else, after all. 
"Next Earth Day." The Emperor suddenly said without looking up from his book. This continent operated in ten-day weeks, with each month consisting of three weeks and each year consisting of twelve months all according to the lunar cycle and the farming seasons. In order to align with the solar cycle, a leap month of thirty days would be added every threee years. The next leap, or long, year would be next year. The weeks of this calender had a unique naming, different from the Gregorian calender of Shen Tianyu's world which were named after celestial bodies, more commonly known as planets or things within the Solar System. The first day of each week would be Solar Day followed by Moon Day, Fire Day, Water Day, Earth Day, Wind Day, Wood Day, Metal Day, Lightning Day, and finally, God Day. So, translated to her previous world, Earth Day would be Thursday... except there's more days in the week here.
"Um?" Shen Tianyu uttered a sound in question, not quite understanding, nor used to, the Emperor's concise way of speech.
"I have time next Earth Day. How long do you need to explain it?" The Emperor elaborated further, realizing that she wasn't his Empress nor one of his sons, and therefore wasn't used to his way of speech.
"Oh, um. It shouldn't take very long to explain the concept, half a shichen[2] at most, but hashing out the political details might take longer." Shen Tianyu responded. She was planning on doing something similar to a report or presentation in order to convinve them it was a good idea. 
"Hm. I have two shichen[3] free then." The Emperor replied.
"Um. We'd appreciate it if all the Wangye participated too, as it'd need the future Emperor to understand how it works so there won't be hiccups in the future and the cooperation of other businesses along with the military to carry out any capturing and punishments if necessary." Shen Tianyu tried to bring up the idea of all the other Wangye attending too. Of course, Rong Jian would act as an intermediary of sorts.
"I'll talk to the other three but no guarantees." The Emperor compromised on the idea. Though if he talked to them, they'd most likely agree. "Is it just you?" 
"No, Your Majesty. Manager Yanmen and Vice-Manager Wu also wish to attend the meeting." Shen Tianyu phrased it to seem like she was asking permission for them to be there. She had laready told them to prepare though so it was really just a courtesy.
"Permission granted." The Emperor simply gave permission for them to attend. 
"This subject thanks Your Majesty." Shen Tianyu put a fist into her palm and gave him a bow. 
"Mm. See you next Earth Day." The Emperor finalized their meeting date and dismissed them. They both gave a full formal bow to him again before they retreated from the study. They passed the Head Eunuch on their way out, whom Shen Tianyu smiled at again. They then boarded their inconspicuous carriage that had been waiting for them and left the Imperial Palace.
"I'm glad that went smoothly." Rong Jian sighed in relief after they had settled in. 
"You call that smooth? We were having a staring contest for a whole incense stick's worth of time. If that's smooth, I pity the Ministers that have to deal with your father on a normal day. I'm sure policies he doesn't like would cause the Ministers to visibly shake in their boots." Shen Tianyu replied as she lifted the edge of the window curtain to peer outside as she sat with her back beside the window.
[1] 30 min. That's a long staring contest...
[2] 1 hr
[3] 4 hours


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What would you do if you woke up as an infant in a jungle-like world?

The original envy of the world was reincarnated as an infant, child to a tragic couple. At the young age of 13, she was sold off by her self-proclaimed “biological” father. A useless beauty with no cultivation. But alas, it would be the biggest regret in their life. Those who once looked down on her shall recieve her wrath.
“Unfilial? So what? Why should a courtesan care what others say?”
The jack-of-all-trades prince follows her around and pampers her so much his monogamous parents are embarrassed for him.

But is she really as simple as she seems? This former envy of the world, just what could she be hiding in her past? Why does she sometimes have such empty eyes? Such low self-esteem in front of him? And, if she is a virgin, how can she be so knowledgeable about what goes on between couples?!

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Hi there… I know, I know, I like disappearing on you guys. What to do, it's more fascinating to be the reader than the writer. Kuddos to all those writers who keep a daily schedule; guys, I admire you! This time, I'm trying to be a good writer though and I thought, maybe, if I enter this story in the webnovel's contest then my motivation to write would be boosted, somehow, hopefully. So I'm going to take this story down and repost it –since only new entries are admitted-. The inconvenience is that even if I delete all chapters, the information about the story itself won't be deleted; so, instead of that, I'm going to post a short story at its place. Won't be a love story. And it's a bit of a weird story. Not 'until death' level of weird but still weird. It will be titled 'mending a broken relationship'

Edit: I took down "Yet another transmigration" 's chapters. You can still find it here though, just search the story's name.

Link: https://www.webnovel.com/book/13116920306805505/Yet-Another-Transmigration

"Families are about love overcoming emotional torture". Matt Groening


"When you cut relationships you really cut them clean, there is no place left for past feelings... I was still a child but I grew up since then, I’m used to it now, not seeing around and not hearing you either. I’m fine with you never calling again. I grew up, and we will be perfectly fine without you."

Of all the school military training exercises that had been held before, there had never been one like this.
This time, No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School, these two schools that had long been tangled in a grudge match, were finally going to team up and fight on the same side. Currently not many people knew this information, and it was thanks to Tang Jingze and He Bufeng that Grade One, Class Three had learned of this "survival contest" in advance; everyone's expressions showed that they were looking forward to it.
"What are the specific rules?" someone asked He Bufeng.
"Mm, the survival contest this time is slightly different from the previous spirit sword exchange meet; the terrain will be much wider. Secondly, after entering the map, everyone will be bare-handed. The use of spirit swords and any magic treasure is forbidden. What we will have to do is collect the magic treasures randomly distributed on the map and then defeat the people from the other schools," He Bufeng explained. "Of course, the quality of the magic treasure you pick up all depends on your luck."
At this point, Tang Jingze let out a sigh. "So this actual combat exercise, compared with the previous spirit sword exchange meet, is more a test of your ability to adapt to a situation. Of course, luck plays a factor. If someone finds a pair of immortal-grade shoes and can run all over the map, or if someone finds a top-grade immortal sword at the very beginning and initiates a large-scale massacre, even we might be helpless…"
Everyone: "…"
"Who are our opponents this time?" asked Little Peanut.
"They're all from Peiyuan district. Prime Elevation High School and Reliance Girls' High form one alliance while Building Materials High School and God Vision High School are an alliance," Tang Jingze said.
Hearing the names of these high schools, Super Chen's eyes suddenly dimmed. "Even God Vision High School is taking part… that's the key high school designated for children of the Xiao clan."
Dopey Guo shook his head. "I don't think this God Vision High School is anything important. I have an uncle who works there that told me that children of the Xiao clan in God Vision High School are from branch families. Prime Elevation High School's overall strength is quite similar to ours, so instead, the crux will be Reliance Girls' High and Building Materials High School."
Tang Jingze raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"I have an uncle who works as a security guard at Reliance Girls' High, and an uncle who works as a phys ed teacher at Building Materials High School. They told me before about the situations there," Dopey Guo said gravely. "This Reliance Girls' High has a high level of overall strength. Their principal is the head of the prefecture-level Reliance Sect, and is also nicknamed Principal Reliance. This principal is an expert at earth and wood techniques, and can easily adapt to any kind of terrain."
"Then what about Building Materials High School?"
Dopey Guo: "That's Lin Xiaocong's school; it's a key high school which his father, Lin Sicong, has invested in. Quite a few of the Lin family's children study there. The most distinctive thing about them is that they're especially wealthy."
This was a revelation to everyone who heard it. Not many people would have an impression of Building Materials High School. But when it came to Lin Xiaocong, there probably wasn't anyone who didn't know this famous rich second generation or his Fish-Slaying Sword, which was one of a kind.
Most importantly, this Lin Xiaocong not only had a superior family background, he also worked especially hard… he had been ranked number one in the second mock spirit sword exam this year. 
This time, they would also be dealing with the rest of the children from the Lin family. It was easy to guess that for the sake of his family's performance in the military training, Lin Xiaocong would go all out in instructing them from behind… it could be said that the military training this time was going to be a challenge for both No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School. 
Nevertheless, both schools were on the candidate list to be upgraded to key city high schools, and this battle would be very important in ultimately determining whether they would be upgraded or not.
Wang Ling wasn't very interested in the contest. Instead, when he heard that they wouldn't be able to use spirit swords in this actual combat exercise, he breathed a relieved sigh. 
There was no way he wanted Jingke to go ballistic again…
...
When Wang Ling got home after school in the evening, he saw that the pair of white bunny slippers at the door were gone. 
Had Lie Mengmeng come?
Wang Ling thought it was strange that the slippers were gone as he hadn't sensed Lie Mengmeng's aura in the house.
He looked up and saw a young man sitting on the sofa and chatting with Father Wang as they drank tea. When he entered, he even heard the young man give a wicked-sounding laugh. The moment he caught sight of him, his heart suddenly froze… because this person was actually Odd Zhuo!
Wang Ling couldn't help roaring in his heart… Lie Mengmeng, someone has stolen your white bunny slippers!
When Odd Zhuo saw Wang Ling, his eyes lit up, and before he could betray any more emotion, he turned so that his back was facing Father Wang.
When Father Wang on the sofa saw that Wang Ling had returned home, he instantly introduced Odd Zhuo with great delight. "Ling Ling, let me introduce you. This is the biggest fan of my latest book. He's also your school senior and the youngest director of the General Administration of 100 Schools. He's also the person who personally recaptured that killer who escaped from Songhai First Prison recently!"
Wang Ling: "…"
Actually, Odd Zhuo had wanted to pay the Wang family a visit for a long time, but hadn't had the courage to do so.
So this time when he had come to visit the Wang family, he had made sure to be amply prepared.
Before his visit, he had asked Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal some questions including what his little shifu liked, what his personality was like, and how to get along well with him…
Actually, when Odd Zhuo had asked these questions, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had thought that it was very strange. In his mind, Odd Zhuo was Wang Ling's eldest disciple. Why would this eldest disciple come running to ask questions about his own shifu?
— This definitely must be because they had a turbulent relationship!
Thus, with the intention of helping them make peace, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had told Odd Zhuo many things about Wang Ling.
Odd Zhuo now knew that Wang Ling liked to keep a low profile, which was why he usually disliked putting himself forward publicly. Moreover, although Wang Ling appeared to be Odd Zhuo's school junior on the surface, the truth was that he was a deeply secretive big boss… and it wasn't just Wang Ling; the other people in the Wang family's small villa were also all great seniors who lay low in the cultivation circle!
Now Wang Ling knew… he had been betrayed by Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal!
He couldn't help wanting to sigh in his heart; he hadn't expected that there would actually be a traitor in his small circle of cultivation friends!
Staring at Odd Zhuo, he was silent for a very long time and his brain hurt.
Just as it felt like the air was about to turn heavy, Odd Zhuo suddenly spoke to Father Wang. "Brother Wang, this time I brought some gifts."
"Just come if you're coming, you don't have to bring anything." Father Wang felt a little embarrassed.
"What must be done should be done." Odd Zhuo took out his storage bag. He had prepared a top-grade cigar for Father Wang and a bottle of youth-retaining skin lotion for Mother Wang. And then, he took out a huge head of broccoli. 
Odd Zhuo felt quite proud as he held it in both hands. "I heard that Old Senior Wang especially liked broccoli, so I spent a huge amount of money to buy this from a great senior."
 "…"
Finally, he rummaged through his storage bag and took out a box of crispy noodle snacks in a variety of flavors.
Wang Ling was slightly startled for a moment as he stared at this box of crispy noodle snacks.
Hm, very well…
He would accept this disciple!


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Tags: comedy, school, cultivation, tsundere, popular culture, almighty protagonist, action

Ahoy Mates!

It is I, Pirate S., your captain again. Welcome back to my Human Observation Journal. As it stands, I was considering if I should abide by the theme I decided on roughly two weeks back. To be honest, I was highly tempted to write an entry about a certain fluffy friend around the campus. Its name is Tomy Chrome and no, I did not name it.

Anyways, after much deliberation, I have decided to include Tomy as a starring guest with the main focus on its foster owner - Ms Chrome. Now on to the introduction!

To let you have a better idea of this dear lady, Ms Chrome is in her early forties. She isn't married and nobody knows why because I think she'll make a very good mother if she ever did change her mind of adopting stray cats and adopted orphans instead.

Ms Chrome is our lunch lady and gives generous servings of desserts to good children. I always receive sugar-free sweets from her every Tuesday. She didn't give any of the bullies any extra sweets. Instead, they always receive more vegetables. I guess she must have been people watching too. I know she does it on purpose whenever baked beans are on the menu. Jed (not his real name) who was known to hate baked beans was always given double servings. To make matters better, Ms Chrome was very good friends with the headmistress who is a crazy cat-loving lady too.

Ms Chrome has a large waistline and wasn't very tall. However, nobody can contest with her for the title of the fastest runner behind the lunch counters. She is always full of energy even when she has a cold. If she didn't wear that sick mask, nobody would have noticed. I like Ms Chrome. The world is in dire need of her positive energy.

Why would such a person catch my eye? Surely there are some more unique characters around that deserve an entry in my Journal. If you thought that Ms Chrome is simply your bubbly lunch lady who's happy doing what she does day in and out then that's where you're sorely mistaken.

Remember I mentioned something about Tomy Chrome? Yes. That feline friend is the reason why I thought Ms Chrome deserves an entry in my journal.

Tomy Chrome is an ugly looking cat with a difficult personality. When I say ugly, I mean blind in one eye and having many bald fur patches kind of ugly. He looks like a tiny beast and would hiss at anyone who attempts to get close. Tomy is a feline thug and can often be found living on the edge. He beats up birds and steals lunches from carefree children, he's the absolute worst!

Or so one would think if they didn't observe enough. I've known Tomy for a while now. It's not on purpose but I stumbled upon his little secret a few months back actually. Tomy would often steal food and pick fights with those intruding in his territory not because he's a grumpy fellow with too much time on his hands. On the contrary, he does it to hide the little ones he's nursing. What a big heart!

By little ones, I mean eggs. Yes, Tomy Chrome was hiding some bird eggs. Nobody really knows where that cat found those eggs but from my powerful deduction skills, they must have been blown off a weak branch. The nest was probably built by incompetent bird parents because it didn't seem very well made. In fact, I'm impressed that such shoddy construction was able to withstand the initial fall from the tree. Tomy must have chanced across it and started to care for them. He's a smart cat, I'll give him that.

The eggs were hidden away in a pile of old newspapers and cardboard boxes behind the generator. Children couldn't possibly pass through the gaps but a cat could. I've seen some other cats do it a few times but before they could approach the secret spot, Tomy yowled and started clawing at them.

Ms Chrome was the only lady that Tomy listens to. She's also the only one allowed to pet and feed him. She would often bring leftover lunch with her and Tomy would rub against her leg affectionately. Somehow seeing that made me slightly envious. *Ahem* I digress.

Yesterday I heard the news that Ms Chrome has fallen down a flight of stairs at home and broke her leg. She will be resting for about a month and that made me think about Tomy. Who was going to take care of the school cat and the unhatched baby birds?

As of now, my observation continues. I speculate that of all the staff in school, the fierce headmistress that everyone hates would take care of Tomy. I certainly don't think Janitor Jones would take on the responsibility but I'm not going to make any judgement just yet.

My watch never ends, stay tuned for updates next week if they still catch my interest.

Fair Winds!
Pirate S.

At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

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Haoh : There you finally smiled...

Rossweisse : But what you said is so funny... How can they steal you from the moment you have 2 officially fiances and 4 lovers??

Haoh : Pffffttt.... Hahahaha now that you mention it you are right...

Haoh : But right now i'm here with you... For this moment you are my girlfriend and no one else is worth more....

Haoh : So be more confident and ask whatever you want to do...

Rossweisse : Are you sure??

Haoh : Be more confident... It's your date as well not just mine because i dragged you...

Rossweisse : Then... I want to go on a rollercoaster!!!!!

Hoah : Rollercoaster??

Rossweisse : What is that bad....?? I knew it...

Haoh : No, no, on the contrary, i was thinking that i haven't gone on a date there...

Haoh : So it will be between us... Our little date secret...

Rossweisse blushed when she heard the passion which he talked about their own secret and she could feel her heart beat with excitement...

It didn't take long to finish their drinks and Haoh paid for them as they left for their next stop. True to her first desire Haoh truly took her in an amusement park and went from stall to stall trying many things which eventually led to the rollercoaster...

They went to the reception were tickets were been sold and book 2 but to their disappointment, it was after 4 rounds...

Each round was about 10-20 minutes which they had to wait 40-80 minutes... Haoh saw Rossweisse kinda down and did something daring which started her and also caused others to feel awed by his boldness...

He went behind her and by catching her waist as he bends his head down, he lifted her up and placed her thighs over his shoulder as he was holding her waist....

Although this strained him a bit it was worth it... Rossweisse was shocked and before she could say something he heard his words...

Haoh : Now, now!!! My queen is thirsty for some... Throwing couples off balance... Who is brave enough to face her!!!

His shout was so loud that caused many to look at them and were amused, the guards had started to move towards them but then heard a message from the walkie talkie...

??? : Let them have some fun... Just like this amusement park, they are offering amusing sight for the gallery...

??? : Oh!! Wait... One of you go as the referee and charge the pairs additionally fee of 1.000 Cash for each participant...

??? : Set it as the winner gains 25% back from the total amount...

S. Guard : Yes sir....

True to the big boss words, everyone was stunned when the organizer of the park decided to make this officially and many entered wanting to boast to both their boyfriends or girlfriends and the opposing team...

S. Guard : Since we gained approval then in order not to hurt people we will change the rules a bit...

S. Guard : Each of the 16 pairs will hold a piece of cloth tied up in their head....

S. Guard : The ones who loses them are disqualified... While the one who gained the most is the winner...

Haoh smiled and thanked whoever helped them at that spur of the moment, he turned towards the bashful Rossweisse and spoke up which made her even more embarrassed....

Haoh : Now my Queen... The battlefield of our love will commence shortly!!!

Many saw Rossweisse's face getting completely red and her attire didn't help much as she was wearing the academy uniform since she had infiltrated the school and didn't count on any of this...

The other boys also joined the fray, with words....You must be Joking my Queen will become the winner of this contest I her knight will make sure for her achieve that...

What followed was serious of phrases that ignited the fighting intent on each and every girl on their shoulders....

A certain fan Otaku having everything in his house be it small or big he had collected all items of his favourite Anime DxD.

Haoh Yorion was turning 25 years old today as a virgin when he brought a cake with candles he made a wish in the roof where he was sitting.

"As The Legend Goes, I Wish For My 25th Year Old Virgin Self To Be Reborn As A Mage Preferable In My Favorite Anime!!!"

He blew softly in the candles making them go out and started eating his cake.

As if the heavens heard his wish he choked on his cake that had a few complete almonds instead of trimmed ones and died.

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