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While the councilmen finally reached the land of Mythweald to deal with the black witches, the black witches, on the other hand, were busy placing the markings around the abandoned church. The blue-eyed girl stood looking at the witches and the witch hunters working together. Her eyes were calm and her stance delicate with the flowing dress that she wore that reached the ground. 
"Isn't this great, Mistress? The only time we will find the witches and the humans working together," the little girl who was small compared to the height of the other girl had a big smile on her face. For a stranger the smile would have looked as if the little girl had received early presents but in truth, this little girl who was a black witch in disguise was eager for the next hours that were to come, "Pitty how most of them will die in the ritual," she giggled. 
"You need to keep your excitement down, Judith," the blue-eyed girl responded back without looking down at the little to have Judith close her mouth immediately. 
"Pardon me, Mistress." 
"The sacrifices are for the greater good. I am sure they will be able to understand without us having to tell them specifically," said Sabbi when her eyes fell on a part of the ground that had been marked, "Did you hear anything on the status of the witch hunters who have been guarding the villages?"
"I received the report yesterday morning but am yet to receive it after that. The recently recruited witch hunters appear to be useless."
"Most are useless which is why we need to make use of them," she answered the little girl who smiled again. 
"It is good that we didn't give them much information, it would be troublesome if they get caught, not that we will be as this is the land of humans that is far away from the witches or the vampires."
The older girl didn't respond to the chattering words of the little girl. Sabbi stared at the abandoned church which she had visited four decades ago. But it had been more than four decades since she had started to gather people, recruiting them for today's ritual which would finally unleash the black magic that rightfully belonged to the black witches and she couldn't wait for it. Many years had passed that were lonely. Waiting for this day to come and she had made sure to plan it well so that it wouldn't fail and it wouldn't. 
For the pain she had gone through and what her family had been put through, she would not rest until she would destroy the council and the race of humans as well as vampires. Though she was young, she could still hear her poor mother crying and screaming at the man who had assaulted and killed her in front of her. 
The pain had harbored to revenge and that is what she wanted. Wiping out was unnecessary when the creatures could be turned to slaves. 
"Mistress, did you see the man before?" asked the little girl to her. 
Sabbi turned to look at Judith, her eyes still like water that had not been moved, "The one in the carriage?" 
"I keep having this feeling that I have seen him before. I wonder if it is because of his handsome face," Judith placed her index finger on her cheek, "But I don't remember where exactly."
"You can think about the human some other time and I would rather have you concentrate on what we are doing today. I wouldn't like you messing with what we have been working on for years now," said Sabbi, not being lenient, "It took us time to break the one hundred and three rituals to be able to reach the black magic."
"Yes, mistress," the little girl bowed her head and gave her a wide smile without showcasing her teeth, "What are we going to do about the book? The witch hunters said they haven't been able to track the book and also Laurae has gone missing. Though I did hear she left a trail of dead bodies before disappearing."
The book had the spells and information on how to lock the white magic along with the black magic. After unbinding the magic today, she wanted to lock the white witch magic along with the other powers that existed to different creatures. The book of Garlic. It was the book that she had been looking for and the dumb witch had lost it. 
Her hand clenched tightly in anger and her face showed no expression on it. It was alright though as Sabbi believed they had successfully broken the alignment of stars. They were dead and no destiny could fix it as she had changed fate.
But the black witch had never been able to find who the actual stars were due to which, she didn't know all of them were very much alive. One who was in the land of Bonelake, another who had been moved to the alternate world while the third one was not too far away from the abandoned church where she was. 
"If she's been killing people it is only time for the council members to catch and kill her. We will let them do the deed. Once this is done, we will need to find where the book is."
"Yes, mistress!" 
When the time of evening arrived where the sun started to set down, the black witches started to gather in the ruins of the church along with many others who surrounded the area to make sure no one would ever come to disturb the ritual they would be doing. 
At the center of the ritual where the markings had been done, they placed a pile of wood which was lit with fire, and next to it stood a young girl who was tied to a pole that had been fixed tight enough for her to not be able to move. 
Tears fell from the girl's eyes and onto her cheeks. She looked at the witches who had changed their form and some who still looked human without heeding to any of her pleas. 
"Such a shame for the virgin to not be touched," one of the witchers who stood near her passed a comment. 
"Please let me go! I didn't do anything! Please!" she cried over and over again. After twenty minutes she finally stopped realizing no one here was going to help her and she was going to be sacrificed tonight. 
On the other side of the marking, a witch brewed something dark in the pot which was supposed to be drunk by everyone who was inside the markings. 
Sabbi stood outside the marking, watching the people do their work. There were more people in the circle and they were positioned not to chant the spells but to sacrifice their own selves which they were not aware of. 
Soon the ritual started and the witches started to chant the spells around the burning fire. The witch hunters who stood far away who had spread themselves around the church in the forest heard a whistling sound when a knife suddenly passed the witch hunter's head.


WARNING: This book contains mature R-18 content. *Slow burn book. No major misunderstandings or rape.*
[Year 1778]

"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"

The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.

"Bring the man here."

"N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.

Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.

"Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.

Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.

"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.

Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.

On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.

(As soon as the Grim Reaper notices his death watch is missing. He heads up to the Grim Reaper Head Office.) 

Location:  Grim Reaper Head Office, Seoul

Grim Reaper: Aaah! How can I be so careless & nowadays humans don't even know how to drive through the road. I should have used my magical powers instead of using my human form.
(Suddenly 2 college girls pass him & they started talking to each other in a small voice )
Girl 1: Aaah! Look at him he is so handsome & charismatic.
Girl 2: Yeah! You are right just look at him. Shall I ask him for his mobile number?
Girl 1: No, I will go first! Then try your luck.
Girl 2: No, it was my idea to ask him for his mobile number.
Girl 1: Ok! You go then!
(As they turned right after their decision Grim Reaper was not there. He entered through the secret door of Grim Reaper's Department which was hidden on the wall.)
Girl 1: Ah! Where he had gone within a small amount of time. It's like our day is gonna be bad.
Girl 2: Yeah! Me too. It was a nice chance to get a good looking & charming boyfriend.
Girl 1: Let's go then. Why are we waiting here? Come on.
( Grim Reaper enters the office & takes a seat  to meet the Chief Reaper of the department there he meets Grim Reaper 101.)
Grim Reaper 101: Hey buddy! Long time no see! Where were you all these days?
Grim Reaper: Hmm, I was present in this city only but I was too busy with my work.
Grim Reaper 101: Then what's the matter? You can up today? Is it a holiday for you?
Grim Reaper: What shall I say, my friend, I lost my death watch!
Grim Reaper 101: Whaaatttt??? Are you kidding me?
Grim Reaper: No, seriously I have misplaced my death watch & today I came here to report this event to the Chief.
Grim Reaper 101: Aaahhh! Seriously. Do you remember where you used it last time?
Grim Reaper: Yeah! I used it last when I was contracted to take a soul from Pusan University Hospital & after the collection, I kept my watch in my coat's pocket.
Grim Reaper 101: So come on let's check where your death watch is currently located. 
Grim Reaper: How? Is this possible?
Grim Reaper 101: Yes! It's possible. Didn't you know that each death watch has it's own Grim Reaper's previous life's blood on it because of which we can find it easily?
Grim Reaper: What previous life? We Grim Reaper's do also have a previous life?
Grim Reaper 101: I am also not sure about it I have read it in an old book present in the Grim Reaper Library in India. It says that some special Grim  Reaper's were normal human beings who lived on earth.
Grim  Reaper: Have you gone to India?
Grim Reaper 101: Yeah! India is a fun country there is so much to learn in their books.
Grim  Reaper: Come on! Let's search for the death watch.
(Grim Reaper 101 enters the Grim Reaper Cyber Asylum & checks out the system & comes out after some time.)
Grim Reaper: What happened? Have you got the location?
Grim Reaper 101: No tension buddy I have got the location of your death watch it's here in Seoul itself.
Grim Reaper: Where in Seoul? What's the perfect location?
Grim Reaper 101: It's here. South Korea, Seoul, Gangnam-gu, Yeoksam-dong, 718.
( As they moved out of the room after finding the location of the death they both land in front of the Chief Reaper.)
Chief: Why were you looking for me Grim Reaper 10X? (Grim Reaper coded name)
Grim Reaper: Chief, I came to report you that I misplaced the death watch.
Chief: Come to my office (In an angry voice).
(Both Chief & the Grim Reaper reaches the office.)
Chief: I have never seen an irresponsible Grim Reaper-like you! Do you know how important is a death watch for a Grim Reaper?
Grim Reaper: Chief now I know the perfect location of my death watch. I will recover my watch as soon as possible Chief!
Chief: Before you recover your watch, you must face the consequences of losing it. I am gonna take all your Grim Reaper powers till when you recover your watch. Till then you have to go to earth as a common human being & you will not receive any kind of help from here & by any reason, if you fail to recover the watch in 5 months you will be killed by our special  Grim Reaper Termination Reapers.
Grim Reaper: Chief!!!!
Chief: Yes, Grim Reaper 10X. It's your call now! Do as soon as possible if you have a thirst to live forward.
(As the talk between the 2 got over all mystical power's of Grim  Reaper was taken away by the Chief & Grim Reaper was left unconscious at some part of the Seoul City. And Grim Reaper woke up after some time. )
Grim Reaper: Aaahhh! Where am I?

A charismatic Grim Reaper who misplaces his most important tool of his job which is the death watch & which is found out by a beautiful young lady. Let's see what will happen next with their faith's ?

Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

David was doing some reading in Room of Requirement, he had requested the Room to summon for him, all books regarding magical curses, along with anything on Malediction. 

The current book he was reading was, Curious Cases of Incurable Diseases. Particularly the section on Malediction and what little was known of it. 

Considering that this book was considerably old, David understood that it didn't have much information that he already knew, mainly from the texts Poppy had supplied him with. 

Luckily, it did give him a hint in where to turn to for more information. The book mentioned one of the only families known to suffer from a blood Malediction were the Greengrass'.

All that was recorded was that a curse, no mention of the spell or ritual, for that information seemed to be incredibly hard to find, was inflicted upon a member of the Greengrass family and they had been searching for a cure ever since. 

The only Greengrass David knew was Daphne Greengrass, a Slytherin in the same year as himself, but hadn't uttered a single word to her. 

The only prior knowledge he had of her was that she was mentioned once when Harry and co. were taking their owls and from what he saw of her in class, he really couldn't come up with an opinion on her. 

With that thought, David decided Dawlish's next mission was to provide information on the Greengrass', for House Elves were incredibly tight-lipped, whether they were treated well or not. 

"Master, I have Dawlish's first report for you here," Mel said suddenly, appearing with a pop. 

"Speak of the devil… Alright, thanks Mel," David said as he took the folder filled with parchment from her outstretched hands. 

"You're welcome, would you like some coffee while you go over the report?" Mel asked politely. 

"That would be lovely Mel, just a long black please," David requested, equally politely. 


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"Have you gone through this report, Mel?" David asked as he re-read one of the parchments Dawlish had supplied while sipping his coffee. 

"I had a quick look through, before paying him," Mel answered. 

"In the section of gossip floating around the Ministry, Arthur Septimus Weasley, suspected of having an affair with a younger intern. Name of intern suppressed," David said with a confused smile on his face. 

"Weasley, the father of the Ronald you mentioned?" Mel asked, not understanding why David would really care about something like that, but he usually had information she didn't and maybe this was important. 

"Hah! Yeah, I don't think I believe it… Anyway, the trace. Dawlish believes it is not cast upon individuals, but rather the entirety of Great Britain. However, the Department of Improper Use of Magic only monitors the homes and vicinity of muggle-borns or half-blood's living in muggle areas," David explained, glancing over the report again. 

"Oh? Does that mean you will be able to use magic as long as it isn't around the orphanage the ministry thinks you reside in?" Mel asked excitedly, for she knew David didn't like being restricted to Magic only at Cross Manor and Hogwarts.

"It does seem that way Mel, but it doesn't really affect me truthfully. But it's good to know if I ever need to use my wand when I'm not home, the ministry won't be bothering me," he replied, having long since lost his interest in the trace, for he wouldn't be actively using magic outside of warded areas until after he turned seventeen anyway. 

After flicking through the pages one last time, David turned to Mel and said, "Mel, for Dawlish's next assignment, I want him to focus on dirt regarding the Minister of Magic. Will we have any problems with that Mel?" 

"Not at all, Dawlish has agreed to provide information on anyone, other than himself," Mel replied. 

"Excellent, I also want him to write up a report on the Greengrass family… and maybe a few other families to keep him off our trail, you can come up with the other families Mel," David added. 

"Of course, I shall let him know tomorrow night," Mel replied, nodding. 

"Thanks, well, better get some practice in, Professor Flitwick's moved us onto Defensive Charms, and he's showed Hermione and I some interesting ways of using them."



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David spent his time in various ways over the next month. Not much changed in regard to studying with Hermione in the Library, though she did make an effort to study with Harry and Ronald, who she said dearly needed the extra help with school work. 

Especially Ronald it seemed, who had apparently been threatened with being brought home or forced to repeat first-year following his and Harry's debacle with his father's flying car. It seemed convincing Hermione to focus on her own studying during first-year had overarching effects. 

The other students he spent his time with were from Ravenclaw. The first was Luna, who was enjoying her time at Hogwarts, it seemed David's presence protected her from the brunt of the bullying. 

The others were Padma Patil and Sue Li. Both were excellent students, who knew theory quite well, but struggled a bit it seemed with the spell work for battle orientated spells. This was something they covered every second Sunday in the abandoned classroom near Ravenclaw tower. 

"I tried to get Parvati to come and practice with us, but she's obsessing over boys with that Lavender Brown," Padma explained in annoyance. 

"Really amazing how you both are twins, Pads," Sue replied. 

"I don't know… she used to be more studious, but ever since she got sorted into Gryffindor, she's been way more interested boys. I swear it's the Brown's fault, terrible influence," Padma explained in annoyance. 

David was currently sitting next to Luna, who David had invited to join their fortnightly study sessions and listening to Padma and Sue chat while he helped Luna with an essay for Potions. 

"Actually, if the Boil Cure is being made correctly, the pink smoke will start to rise from it before the final ingredient is added," David explained to Luna, who was finishing up an essay for Professor Snape. 

"Oh, thank you, David, I didn't know that," thanked Luna as she added the final touches to her essay. 

"Hey, Luna, David!" Sue shouted suddenly. 

"Yeah?" David replied, looking up. 

"Halloween feast! We better get a move on if we want to sit together!" she exclaimed, really looking forward to the feast. 

"Oh, let's get going David, Pumpkin Pie! I can't wait," Luna said suddenly, which drew a shudder from David and choruses of agreement from Padma and Sue. 

"Right… wonderful… a feast that's every dish is slathered in Pumpkin…" David said while shuddering, he hated Pumpkins and having experienced the first-year feast, knew what to expect. 



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It was just as they passed by the boy's lavatory that David felt a worried cry from his connection to Fitz. 

"Uhh, wait for a second girls, I need to use the lavatory quickly," David said, following the cry from Fitz.

"Sure, be quick though," Sue replied before the others could. 

After casting a quick, Homenum Revelio and Muffliato, David called out for Mel.  

"Mel!" he said in a subdued shout. 

"Master!" Mel said after appearing immediately. 

"Was it the map?" David asked and following a very rigorous nod from Mel, continued, "Who did you see enter?"

"A girl named Ginerva Weasley," Mel explained quickly, wondering if that was why David was interested in the gossip about her father. 

Nodding at the information, David explained what he wanted them to do, "I want you to keep monitoring that Room Mel, but do not, under any circumstances, interfere. Stay in my room. That's an order."

Worry flashed through Mel's eyes, for David never gave orders, only requests. 

Noticing this, he added, "It's alright, just let Fitz send me another notice from our bond if something or someone emerges. I won't be leaving The Great Hall, it'll be fine."

"Very well Master, I'll see you once you've returned," Mel said before popping back into David's dorm room. 

David quickly ran back out to the waiting girls and headed off towards the Great Hall, for the Halloween feast. 


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"You really don't like Pumpkin do you, David?" Padma said, noticing David avoided anything with a hint of said vegetable. 
"What?! How can you hate Pumpkin?!" roared Anthony Goldstein, another Ravenclaw who was in David's year level. 

"I don't know Anthony, I just do," David said with a roll of his eyes when suddenly he felt another cry from Fitz. 

~Must be Voldemort, leaving the message in blood…~

Gulping slightly, David continued eating what little food was available that wasn't accompanied by Pumpkin and watched in distaste as people around him downed glass after glass of pumpkin juice. 


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"Master! Thank Merlin you're okay," shouted a pale Mel the moment David entered his room. 

"It's alright, tell me what you saw Mel," David said as he placed a reassuring arm on Mel's shoulder. 

"After the girl, Ginerva entered the girl's lavatory, she soon disappeared, from what Greenie told me," Mel explained, and David immediately noticed Greenie who was also in his room, still looking intently at the map, just as pale as Mel. Fitz just seemed to be staring intently at David. 

"Go on Mel, what else," David said, urging her to continue.

"About twenty minutes after that, she suddenly re-emerged on the Map… but this time… with another name behind her. It said 'Basilisk'…" Mel said, looking even paler.

Shocked that David hadn't reacted to the mention of a Basilisk, Mel asked him if he knew what it was, "David, do you understand what a Basilisk is?"

"Yes, I do Mel, now tell me the rest," David said calmly, shocking Mel even further. 

"Right… the girl and Basilisk ran into that cat, Mrs Norris, following which, the Basilisk… well, we don't know what happened Master, because Greenie and I saw it moving inside the walls soon after it re-entered that lavatory," Mel explained. 

"A while after that, your friend, Hermione Granger along with two others, found Mrs Norris, who was left outside the girl's lavatory, soon Professors and –" 

"It's okay I know the rest, what about the girl, Ginerva?" David asked, cutting her off. 

"She took an alternate route, and returned to Gryffindor tower, avoiding everyone," Mel explained. 

"I see, good job, all of you. I want you to continue with the monitoring and write down whatever happens in that room. You don't need to alert me of anything that happens there unless I happen to be on a collision course with either Ginerva Weasley or that Basilisk," David explained, giving his final orders. 

"Master… was that a real Basilisk?" Mel asked in fear. 

"Yes, it was," David answered, "Greenie, I'm going to need you to buy some Roosters and care for them at the Manor," David requested of her. 

"Of course, Master! I shall do so at once!" Greenie shouted, popping off to somehow get Roosters at this time of night. 

David turned to Fitz and said, "Fitz, your tears are the only cure for a Basilisk bite, could I have three small vials full of your tears? Please?" 

Fitz, with a flurry of his wings, trilled in reply and let David know through their bond, 'vial'. 

Nodding, David turned to Mel and said, "Mel, can you please go and get three small vials? And something for you, Greenie and I to wear them around our necks."

"I have just the thing," Mel said with a nod, popping back to the Manor to go through their stock of potions materials. 

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AN: So, there are all sorts of plot holes related to the trace, so this was the best I could come up with. 

David's now on the trail of the Greengrass', but not much will happen there this year, but things will pick up once Astoria arrives at Hogwarts next year. 

Arthur Weasley having an affair. I don't know… I don't plan to do anything with that info, I just don't like Molly Weasley all that much. But maybe it's a bit much? So, for now, it'll be just an unsubstantiated rumour. 

As for the Basilisk, I know it was moving around via the pipes, but I don't think it was mentioned, or I don't remember, how it got into them. Was there a method in the Chamber? Or in Myrtle's bathroom?

Magic is dying. 
Death's creation of the Hallows in arrogance resulted in Magic herself intervening to reduce their power, avoiding disaster for all.
And now, thousands of years later, with Magic on the decline, Death, with the assistance of Fate must break the rules and intervene. They must send their chosen to intervene in pre-ordained events and save as many magically inclined individuals.

A great morning in Konoha. "Mito-chan and Naruto-kun come down to have breakfast" shouts kushina, Mito immediately comes down as she knows how angry her mother could get, but Naruto is no where to be found.

"Narutooo, I swear if he does not come I am going to drag him here dattebane" says kushina with hair flying and mysteriously separating into nine tails. Mito chuckles nervously "Onii-san is dead dattebayo" . Minato comes for the save as he says "Kushina I think Naruto is in library and may not have heard you let me get him".
While Kushina is about to turn the house upside down, Naruto is immersed in the book he is studying History of shinobi world , and suddenly he hears "you know for someone who bunks class regularly you are very interested in history of shinobi". "Oh it's you otou-san good morning" says Naruto. "Good morning Naruto, but you did not answer my question". "It's nothing otou-san I just like knowing history as why shinobi villages are created and I want to learn more about Senju Hashirama, who started this".

"Oh shodaime sama? Sandaime sama always use to say about shodaime being the most peace loving person ever and he started this village system to put an end to meaningless clan wars" said minato. "hmm, but he did not succeed right otou-san, if he did there would not be 3 shinobi wars". "Before there used to be clan wars where only hundred's of people die but now we have world wars where even peace loving clans are made to fight in the name of protecting their village". "Do you want to change it Naruto? Change the system? Is it why you are learning history?" asks minato. "Nothing that grand otou-san, just wanted to know about the "God of shinobi" as he is called, so even he is not perfect". "Of course son, he is powerful but he is just a man". Naruto thinks "He is just a man huh?" and he asks "Is there any way to be perfect otou-san?".

Minato thinks "Perfect huh? It's a lot similar to orochimaru's line of thought, what I say here may shape my son's future, I just sometimes wish my son is like any regular kid." "Naruto-kun no one can be perfect, it is not possible as you will always have something you cannot do that's why we have comrades that we can trust, that's why Konoha has always won the shinobi wars because we never do anything alone we have team mates to depend on" and "lets go before your mother snaps and comes here to get you" and "Naruto there is something I want to talk to you today after I come home at night". "Oh sure otou-san".

After break fast, "onii-san you said you will help with my shuriken-jutsu today, so lets go" says Mito. "sure Mito lets go". "Be careful while you are practicing" says Kushina "Hai oka-chan" "Hai oka chan".

"Kids these days are so eager to play with pointy things" says kushina. "Kushina today I am going to talk with Naruto about Mito and what she holds". "What are gone mad with the paperwork you have Minato? He is just a little boy, he cannot handle such thing!" "No Kushina you are underestimating him, the amount of insight he has is astounding, he can handle this". "But he may think she is monster Minato, even shinobi who knows about fuin-jutsu think she is a monster why will he not think that?". "Don't worry kushina I know about our boy". "Fine Minato but I will also be there at that time OK?". "Hai Hai Uzumaki sama" says Minato.

"Mito chan this how you should hold a shuriken and turn a little left now aim at the target" "now throw it" thunk "Good mito chan It is not that far from target just a little practice and you are good to go" "thanks onii-san lets practice more" says Mito.

At the hokage tower minato is busy signing paperwork. "Yo, Minato It's been a while" says a voice at window. Minato sighs "sensei can you not use the door for once?". "Haha common minato how can I the gallant jiraiya do anything that is boring." Sigh "just report if anything or let me do my work sensei". "Oh I do have a serious thing to report Minato". Minato immediately did a few signs and all the anbu guarding the room are gone from their places and he activated a soundproof seal, "so sensei judging by your voice it must be an important thing right?". "Yes Minato toads gave me a prophecy and I think it is related to your children." "Naruto and Mito? What is the prophecy sensei?." "It goes like this minato".

"A Blond Haired girl with great power in her that you teach will bring peace to elemental nations
But a Blond Haired boy who has great talent, who loves the girl more than anything in this world
If he helps her, the girl's quest becomes easier, but
If he stands against her, It is impossible to gain true peace ."

"I thought it might be Mito, as I am going to be her sensei after she graduates, and a blond haired boy who loves her more than anything in this world? I think it is your son Naruto." "But I don't understand the last part as why would Naruto stand against his sister?." "I think I may know that sensei, he is very smart boy today he even asked about if anyone can be perfect?." "That's awfully similar to orochimaru Minato" Jiraiya says in a serious voice. " Yes sensei that's why we should make sure Naruto does not end up going in wrong path." "Today I am going to reveal to him about Mito being Jinchuuriki". "Oh then I would like to be there to see how he reacts Minato". "Guess you are staying for dinner then sensei I will inform Kushina about it". "Yes sure Minato now time for some research" says Jiraiya laughing perversely

Story of Namikaze Naruto, how I became the "Saviour of World" and "Pride of Konoha", how i became "Greatest Hero" while also being the "Greatest Villain"

Translator: Khan
Editor Group: Liber Reverie 


She had been always disappointing but even more so at the dinner tonight. Considering her age, she was quite knowledgeable, but not enough to help the count's business.

'Rather...'

Rather, Aria, who was said to be from the common people, was much smarter. Aria seemed to look like she was not smart enough compared to Mielle, but she really seemed smart although she didn't seem to want to reveal the fact.

Aria, who sometimes made stunning remarks, would be quiet again as if she had done nothing. It was as if she was asking him to look at her that way on purpose.

But Lane was soon able to grasp her behavior. It was not natural to hit and run, and somehow she seemed to be swept away by emotion. As she was still young, she seemed to have difficulty controlling her emotions.

'And today's reaction was weird too...'

When he brought up the story of the fur business, Mielle looked puzzled. She looked like she had no idea. The hardened face of the count, or the embarrassed countess, and Aria, who was the last to remain calm...

'Don't tell me...'

No. Based on the facts laid out so far, it had been concluded that the daughter, who had greatly helped the count, seemed to be Aria, not Mielle.

It shouldn't be. Lane tore off his head and let out a silent outcry. If this was the case, it meant that he guessed wrong so far. If the Crown Prince found out about this, he could punish those who had called Mielle.

For example, he could order his retainers to count the number of flowers in the capital by tomorrow or to find out what the capital's current population was.

If they somehow produced the results, he would question them for more than five hours why and why. He had always rolled his minions that way. Rather, they had wanted to be hit.

'Then there's nothing I can do about it. I have no choice but to get out by myself.'

He had no choice but to report the truth as soon as possible, so he himself could avoid hardships and adversity. Thinking so, he wiped the clear and cold sweat on his forehead and nose.

It was all right, it would be all right. In the first place, he had only started his work after being ordered by the Crown Prince to approach the count and his daughter, Mielle. He had made friends with the count as he had been told, and he had been well receiving good favors from Mielle. What was more, he had even gotten the result that the girl the Crown Prince had been looking for might be Aria, not Mielle. He might have praised him for correcting the falsehoods others had guessed wrong about.

Knock, knock! "Your Highness Asterope, this is Lane."

When he knocked on the door with a sense of confidence, he heard a voice from the inside telling him to come in. Lane went inside confidently to report his very plausible conclusions. Asterope, who was reading a book on the sofa, frowned at Lane who was coming in.

"What's wrong with your face?"

"... yeah?"

"It's a face that makes me feel bad."

'What should I do with my face? Was I so excited as I found a way to survive alone?' Lane reported to Asterope while touching his face.

"I haven't found anything unusual today in Lady Mielle. I think... Lady Mielle seems to be not the kind of woman Your Highness will notice."

"Why?"

"I've tried to have in-depth conversations several times, but each time her answers were very plain and easy."

"It's a girl who escapes well like a cat. She dared to put me through trouble twice. She has acted cleverly."

He smiled, small but pleasantly, as if he was thinking about the girl who had made him puzzled and had leisurely disappeared.

Then suddenly, he put his book down on the table nervously and said, "So, persuade her well." 

Lane shuddered at the sound. 'Is he talking about that Mielle? Does he want to know if she can escape from him like a cat?'

Mielle, who Lane had gone through, was more like a bear than a cat. She was a dusky bear with only a large natural build and background but had no weapon. She had learned how to speak well, but there had been nothing good in it. And she also had no keen sense.

Aria, on the other hand, was really like a cat. The same was the way she looked up as if she were observing with a slightly raised eye, and so was the way she suddenly came in the conversation and concealed herself in an instant.

So Lane really thought that the girl the Crown Prince was talking about was Aria, not Mielle. The Crown Prince might have mistaken Mielle for Aria or misunderstood her name. Lane swallowed.

"Your Highness Asterope, I'm sorry, but in my personal opinion, as I have visited the mansion of the Roscent family... I don't think the girl you're talking about is Lady Mielle."

Lane hurried on because he thought Asterope would be nervous again.

"Maybe Lady Aria, his eldest daughter, is the girl you're looking for."

"Aria?"

"Yes, she's from the common people, and about two years ago, she came in as the eldest daughter of the Roscent family with the re-marriage of the count."

"Ah, that's the lady in the rumor."

The rumor about Aria was so widely and deeply spread that Asterope could quickly recall her. Even he remembered the rumor that the count who had married a prostitute with a daughter was out of his mind. It was also information that he had found while investigating Mielle. 

"The rumor says that she's possessed by an evil spirit. However, the girl I'm looking for is a rare beauty in the Empire as I said before."

"I heard that too, but a rumor is only a rumor. She was more like the shape Your Highness described." 

As Lane added, Asterope was lost in his thoughts.

"Did Your Highness… hear her name directly from the lady you're looking for?"

"No, it's not like that. I just saw her disappear in the carriage of the Roscent family."

"Then I'm sure the lady you're looking for is Lady Aria."

"But I heard she is a commoner." It meant that she wouldn't have given advice to the count's business or might have fallen behind in getting information. 

Lane thought so too at first, but it was different now. He felt that way especially at the dinner today.

'The count seemed to have turned the accomplishments of Lady Aria to Lady Mielle for the sake of her external image.'

And Aria had acted casually as if she had known it.

'Come to think of it, when the count talked about the fur business, he only said, 'daughter,' but he didn't say an exact name!'

Lane had vaguely assumed that it was the same person because the count had bragged about Mielle subsequently, but he could not hear the exact name from the count. Because the Crown Prince had been looking for Mielle, of course, he had thought it was Mielle.

"Lady Aria, whom I met, was as graceful and intelligent as a noble since the beginning of time, and she was totally different from the rumor."

Asterope was troubled by Lane's repeated claims because Lane couldn't talk nonsense unless he suddenly went crazy.

"I think it's better for you to meet her in person

"Yes, it will be worth checking her out if you say so."

No one had personally identified her name. The Crown Prince and his knight, Sorke, had only known her face. And the two had regarded her as Mielle simply under the circumstances that she would be the lady of the Roscent family without correctly identifying her face and name.

"How about this princess's birthday party?"

"The princess's birthday?"

"Yes. Lady Mielle has a relationship with Frederick's eldest son, so I'm sure she will participate. I know it's uncomfortable for you, but I think you should just show your face for a moment and check her out."

The encounter with the princess was very awkward, but the only chance to assess her was at that moment because he could not visit the mansion of the Roscent family.

In any case, unlike the first time, he had been following the demands of the Aristocratic Party recently, and his visit would not cause any further suspicion. On the contrary, it was possible to make aristocrats lower their guards as he seemed to be seen to have succumbed to them already.

"All right, I'll do that."

* * *

To beat a villainess, you must be even more evil than them.

Aria is killed unjustly by her sister but along with the turn of a illusory hourglass, she is reincarnated 5 years into the past.

She will now live for revenge, revenge against those who drove her into her death. This is the new life she has chosen.

Hillary wanted to feel everything at once. Carrie stood by her car hooting (like it was a song), her lips wide with happiness. 
Hillary closed her eyes for a moment, then walked deliberately slowly towards the car. 
Both women hugged each other so tightly they could hardly breathe. 

"It has been so long..too long Hills" Carrie cried. "Not that my pain can compare to yours but I have lived in hell". 
"Can you ever forgive me Hills?"
"You can't ask me that"
"I know..."
They both sniffled and smiled. "Let's go home"
"Drive by my parents first" Hillary said. "I need to see her"
"I know. I just thought you'd like to freshen up to see your daughter"
Hillary's heart skipped a beat. Her daughter. Nova.
Her dead husband's parents had wanted her to be sentenced to death for the murder of Sam. Until they learnt she was pregnant. Hillary closed her eyes and dreamt of the past.

**************

She had met the news with mixed emotions. Pregnant. She was pregnant for that beast of a husband she had. Sam had made her life miserable. They got married when she was 21. Sam Wells came from a wealthy real estate business family. She had been drawn to his smile and the promises he made - a total cliché.  She had wanted to escape the life at home. Her parents doted on her younger sister Marley so much, Hillary had felt left out. 

Hillary and Marley Trent were not exactly two ends of a pole, but they were quite different. Hillary was tough and stern while Marley was the sweet docile baby girl her mother wanted. it had been love at first sight for their parents.

The love both daughters received were totally different. Hillary was tasked with chores and even taking care of Marley. Their parents believed in having the best education but Hillary was not one for books. She wanted to open a coffee shop and bake. Her parents had been sorely disappointed. Marley, however, was so book smart. Always one of the top three in her class, teachers had compared them all the time (they had been classmates at a certain time). Hillary's parents were proud of Marley. They made Hillary do all the chores and devoted their savings to furthering Marley's education.  "I am just two years older than she is..." Hillary used to think dejectedly. 

She decided she would get married early to start her own family and give her children so much love. she swore she wouldn't play favorites with her own kids when she had them. She met Sam while hunting for college. Boy meets girl then boom! A love story. A catastrophic love story for another day.

While in high school, Hillary's best friend, Grace Dennis was the cool kid. She had many friends and always managed to be in one trouble or another. Hillary, not one for trouble, had to always save Grace's neck. Until one day.

It was chemistry class. Grace and Hillary crushed on the chemistry teacher and always sat in front. That's the only class where Hillary decided that front row is the best. On this day, Hillary came in early and saved a spot for Grace. Grace rarely makes class early. She takes the back gate through a hole they discovered close to an old school building. Both girls hang out there to share their stories, secrets and tried smoking there once. Hillary had hated it. Class started, still no show. Hillary decided to go look for Grace at their hangout. Dust and debris still fell as she approached quietly, then she heard voices. 

"....and what do you know about that?" - a male voice said
"nothing" Grace answered shakily.
"What's your name?" - the first voice asked
"Hillary Trent" - Grace reluctantly answered. 
"Well, Hillary. You also caught me. This girl stole something from me. I was just trying to scold her"

Hillary was taken aback. Grace must be in danger. she was torn between running to get help and leaving her friend. She decided quickly. Looking around, she saw stones but none was big enough to render an adult helpless. She was beginning to sweat. She moved closer to the voices. 

" But she is bleeding"
"It's just a little blood. She will be okay"
"What are you going to do to me?"
"Do you want to end up like her? " he sneered creepily. Then he kicked the girl sprawled on the ground. 
Suddenly the girl bit the man on his leg. He screamed in pain and dropped the long stick he had. Then he grabbed the girl by the hair and repeatedly punched her. Grace, in her panic, looked around and saw Hillary beckoning. However, Grace picked up the wood and hit the guy twice. He collapsed on the floor and passed out. 

Hillary ran towards Grace. Grace wouldn't stop crying. "What happened? " exclaimed Hillary. "omg, Hillary. I think I killed him".
"omg!, who is she? what happened?"
"I came to check you here and walked in on him beating up the girl"
"Is she okay?" Hillary wanted to run away but couldn't stop staring at the girl. She touched the man's chest. "He's not dead"
"Let's run away Hillary"
"We can't just leave her. What if he wakes up?"
"I don't know...oh God!"

Hillary pulled the girl by her shoulders. Grace lifted her legs. They dragged her out into the open. Classes were still ongoing. 
"Hillary, what do we do now?"
"We need to get the teachers and the police. Grace you stay with her, let me get a nurse from the health department. Then we can go report to the principal together. Hillary rushed quickly to the school clinic. In few minutes, she rushed back with some medics wheeling a bed for the sick. 
Hillary noticed that Grace had disappeared. 

The girl was wheeled away into a waiting ambulance as her injuries were too much for the clinic. The nurses asked her for a report. She told them what she knew. Then the head nurse walked with her to the principal's office to report. They asked her to lead the way to where the man was. He was gone by the time she got there.
She then ran to the class to get her bag and Grace. Another session had begun. She asked some of their mates if anyone saw Grace. "Did she come today?" many asked. Hillary searched all the rest rooms. 

Hillary walked back to the principal's office. She asked to call Grace's home. Grace's mother picked. It was put on speaker. Thank God!  
"Hello, Mrs Dennis. This is Hillary. Is Grace at home?"
"Of course she is home. She felt under the weather earlier and couldn't come to school today"
"uh? Can i speak to her ma'am?"
"No. she's not well. She'll see you in school when she is fine." she hung up.

Something is not right here. "Please let me go to her home to check on her. There must have been a mistake."
"Are you sure it wasn't you that beat up that girl?" the nurse asked.
" Would i have run to get you if I did?"
"That place is out of coverage. We can't verify any of what you said."
" How is that my fault?"
The principal raised his hand to stop them. He had been deep in thought. "Why did you go there Hillary?"
"Grace and I hangout there sometimes. We had a class and I went to get her"
"Why would you go get her?"
"I can't explain that to you. it was important for her to be in class". Their secret crush was their secret alone.
The principal sent for the Chemistry teacher. He verified that Hillary had left the class at a certain time but he didn't see Grace at all. Hillary was detained and her parents were called.

"What about the girl?" the principal asked the nurse.
"One of the school nurses is with her. The nurse recognised her as one of the senior students. She comes in with sprained wrists and hurt fingers a lot. She's a trouble maker too, that one."

"What is she saying about this incident?"

"Nothing. She never tells the nurses how she gets injured. I hear she lives with her mother and step father"

"Have you called them?"
"They don't have a registered number"
"Great!" the principal retorted sarcastically. 

Hillary's father went to the principal's office while they got her out of the detention center. Her father was livid. 
"so, what, you are doing drugs now?"
"what?" Hillary looked at the principal. 
"We found marijuana where you said a man would be found"
"I don't know anything about that."
"Well, the doctors also found traces of this with the injured girl. Are you sure it was not a case of weed purchase gone wrong?"
Hillary didn't answer. She just thought to herself. " Grace"
"Well Mr. Trent, we will be making a full investigation on this as one of our senior students is badly injured. Hillary should be kept at home during this time."
"understood" 

He walked out with Hillary.
"Dad, I didn't do any of that. Grace was in trouble. I had to help her"
"Well where is Grace now?"
"I called her home. Her mom said she's sick. Something about that is not right. Dad, let me go see her"
"You are not going anywhere Hillary. Your mother should know you're smoking weed now."

No one would believe her. There was no one where she said a man was. There was no trace of Grace in the school on that day. The injured girl was not talking. She was a total disappointment to her parents. Yet, she held on. Grace would come around. She just needed time. 

After two weeks, Hillary was called in to face the School Discipline Committee. There was Grace and her mother, Hillary and her father and the girl they saved. A woman sat by the girl, Hillary assumed she's her mother. Hillary looked at Grace. Grace wouldn't meet her eyes. 

They asked the senior girl questions. She wouldn't answer their questions. Then her mother shoved her. "Hillary Trent and I fought over something." she muttered. That was the only name she remembered. She remembered the girl had said she's Hillary Trent while her step father beat her up. She felt sorry but her mother wouldn't let her say the truth.

Grace's mother spoke up. "I don't know why Hillary keeps mentioning Grace. Grace was not in school. The doctor's report is here." She handed the report to the head of the committee. "Grace is an excellent student. I don't know why she would hang with a girl like her".

"Hillary, what do you have to say?"
Hillary was so shocked but she was calm. Grace was not speaking. She remembered truly that Grace had given her name to that man. Who was he and why is that girl protecting him? 

"Who is he and why are you protecting him?" Hillary asked.
They girl wouldn't answer. 

"Grace?" Hillary looked at Grace. She was wearing a black leather jacket they both used to admire and said they would save money to get on their way home. 

"Your jacket looks nice.." Hillary said.
Grace started crying.

"She's threatening my daughter" Mrs Dennis exclaimed. The committee asked them to leave as there was no reason for them to be there. The girl had mentioned only one name- Hillary's. 

"We found marijuana at some spots around where you had a fight. Who did it belong to?"

"It's not mine and I didn't fight with anyone" said Hillary

The girl looked at Hillary. This girl's voice is stronger than the girl who was talking while she had been injured. But she remembered seeing her face when she lifted her. So who was this girl and who was the girl her step father caught with weed?

"It was mine." The girl answered.

The committee sighed with relief. It had taken too long, they wanted to return to their schedules. They made a decision to expel the girl and suspend Hillary for a session. Hillary's father thanked them as they walked out of the room. At least she wasn't expelled. He walked out, leaving Hillary to go home by herself.

Hillary just sat there, quiet and confused. Then she heard a slap. The other girl's mother hit across the face and walked out, looking at Hillary like dirt before storming out. 

Hillary stared at the girl. She looked at Hillary and managed a weak smile. 

"Are you really Hillary?" She asked.
"Wow...what a question after getting me suspended"

"Well my step father caught you with weed. You shouldn't smoke weed. You deserved that"
"That was not me!"
"But the person said her name was Hillary. "
"That was Grace. She's my best friend"

"I guess, now it's 'was' "
"What do you mean? "
"She was your best friend" . 

Hearing that, Hillary's tears stung her eyes. She understood what happened to Grace. Grace's parents were so restrictive that Grace felt suffocated. She had started picking bad habits up because she felt rebellious. Yet she was a smart girl. Hillary always felt proud of her smart friend that she let her get away with some of these things. Each home with its own trouble. 

She was sure that Grace had gotten weed into the school now. She must have walked in on that man hitting the girl and he found the weed on her. This girl said the man is her step father. Well, no one would believe her anymore...she couldn't tell anyone about this.

So this girl is protecting her step father right? Well, she would also protect Grace. She wasn't very school keen anyway. It's only right that Grace should not have any hiccups with school. It's worth it for her best friend.

"I think we should leave now" the girl said.
"I...uh...i am sorry you were expelled"
"it's not your fault. I am sorry you were suspended for what you didn't do too. But no one would believe us if we changed our stories now. Hillary, right? I will see you around."

"What's your name?"

"Carrie. Carrie Hughley. Bye Hills"

How will Hillary, a released prisoner, reconnect with the most precious person in her life?  How far can you go for your friend? What do you do when the truth is too horrible to tell?

Is he a chef hired by his son? Who says that he will cook for his son's friends? He only likes cooking for his wife and son. 
Kiyohira glances at Yuki who is looking at Yuta and Rie with a tint of jealousy and sadness in her eyes. It can't be helped. He can make an exception or two. He rubs her blonde hair and asks her with a smile, "Do you have any special demand, Yuta's friend?"
She's startled. She moves away from him and shakes her head. She said bad stuff to them that night. Why are they not angry at her? She shouldn't have come here. 
"Yuki, come here." Rie signals the child to come to her. Yuki takes slow and cautious steps toward Rie. She glances at Yuta who nods at her. Rie smiles at her and places her hand on Yuki's back. "I am glad that you and Yuta are friends now. If he ever bullies you, you can tell me. I will hang him upside down until he apologizes to you."
"Mother." Yuta looks at Rie with shock. "You will do that to me because of her? That's not fair."
"How is it not fair?" She scowls at him. "You should treat your friends well. Otherwise, they will run away from you. Why does she look like that? Did you beat her up before bringing her here?"
Beat her up? The pain in his balls is not gone yet. Who bullied who? His mother is underestimating this demon. He eyes the girl beside him. The little girl has several bruises on her face and arms. How many of them are caused by him? He regrets being an idiot and attacking a little child. Still, he won't forget how she threatened to rip his penis off. Hey, last time was not his fault. He was trying to protect his dignity.
"It was self-defence."
His mother narrows her eyes on him. He wipes his sweat and looks at his father for help. His father ignores him and goes to the kitchen while murmuring, "You reap what you sow."
"Yuki, is he speaking the truth?" Rie turns her head toward Yuki.
The girl looks at Yuta who is giving her a signal to keep her mouth shut. So, this Rabid Dog is also afraid of his mother. But, she can see that the relationship between Yuta and his mother is different from her relationship with her mother. Resentful and disconcerted, she opens her mouth and says, "He punched my back and kicked my face."
"Hey, you!" Yuta yells. Why is this girl seeking trouble? That was self-defence for real. 
Rie shows him a smile that is not a smile. That scares Yuta who can guess that his mother is thinking of ways to torture him. What will she do now? She's already sending him to a pre-school. Is she going to hang him upside down for real? 
"I only wanted to see his penis." Yuki isn't satisfied. She's still feeling sour about earlier. She continues with an indignant voice, "He kept telling me that I was a girl. He showed me a book with pictures of male and female organs. So, I told him that I wanted to see. He wouldn't show me. He even beat me up for that."
Sound of plates falling comes from the kitchen. Rie is frozen on her spot. What did she just hear? 
"Why are you leaving that out?" Yuta clenches his teeth. Snitch! She should have kept quiet about it. "Why don't you just say how you took my pants off and threatened to rip off my penis?"
"I did that because you keep calling me your slave." Yuki scoffs at him. "I am not your slave. I do not belong to you. My name is not Mira. You haven't apologized to me yet."
"You should apologize to me." Yuta points at her. "You were going to make me a eunuch. That's unforgivable. It's worse than dying."
"Why?" Yuki smirks at him. "I guess that it still hurts. You hurt my wrist and I hurt your penis. I will do it again if you call me your slave one more time."
"I never called you a slave." Yuta snarls at her. "I said that you belong to me. You owe me your life."
"I don't owe anyone." Yuki grabs the waistband of Yuta's pants. "If you keep saying that, I will rip your penis off for real."
"If you touch it again, I am going to break your hand for real." The pain due to her earlier assault hasn't disappeared yet. Yuta grasps her wrist. Even if he's threatening such things, he knows well that he won't hurt her anymore unless it's self-defence. Whether it's a child or an adult, he is not going to let anyone turn him into a eunuch. 
Rie gathers her wits when she sees Yuki trying to pull down Yuta's pants. She has never seen such a scene happening among children before. She grabs Yuki's hands and tells her with a cordial voice, "Yuki, I know that my son wronged you in many ways. Can you let go of his pants? I will make him apologize to you."
Yuki stares at her. Rie's eyes are kind and sincere. She lets go of Yuta's pants and steps away. Yuta releases his breath. Thank goodness! His mother saved him. His penis won't get ripped off by his murderer. Why is he suffering in his second life by her hands again? 
"So." He hears his mother's low voice. "You showed her a picture book."
To be honest, she doesn't know what to think. Yuki is a child for real and her son isn't a child. That's a reality. What should she think of her son now? She knows that Yuki was her son's lover in his past life. After reading Imamura's report, she already knows that Yuki is a female. But, showing lewd pictures to a six years old girl? Is her son a pervert? 


Is there hate at first sight?

Takeuchi Rie is a hikikomori who rarely goes sees the daylight. If she wants food, she will order it online. The love of her life is a manga character. Unless her house is on fire, she refuses to go outside. 

Kamiyama Kiyohira is the arrogant and proud CEO of Kamiyama Groups. When he meets her for the first time at the funeral of his father and stepmother, she is cursing him to rot with genital diseases at his father's funeral.

He breaks her door, destroys her house, and nearly sends her to the prison. 

She sticks to him like a koala and blames him for taking advantage of her during sleep. 

They certainly hate each other, but they can't keep their hands off each other? 

He is the wicked CEO. She is the hateful Hikikomori.

She is the wicked Hikikomori. He is the hateful CEO.

Who is the wicked one here? It depends. Who is at the bottom and who is on the top?

They are quite a match in words, bed, and hate.

They hate each other so much that they keep sleeping with each other?

By the way, if MC and ML are mutually sexually harassing each other, is it sexual harassment? 

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Author's Note: Not the usual CEO love story.

Update frequency: 1 chapter per day (minimum)

Warning: Explicit language, 18+ scenes, NSFW

*HIKIKOMORI = An acute antisocial person/ Shut-in/ A person who rarely goes outside.

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The interview with The Wicked CEO:

Author: How do you draw a Hikikomori out? 

CEO: Demolish her house. 

Author: How do you trick a Hikikomori to sign a legal document?

CEO: Use difficult vocabulary. If she didn't study hard in school, she won't understand a word.

Author: I see. How do you make her so mad that she tries to kill you right after she wakes up?

CEO: Tell her that you have slept with her. Make sure that she misunderstands. 

Author: How do you seduce a Hikikomori? 

CEO: Read the novel and find out.

Hikikomori: How dare you throw me in bed with my enemy? Come here, Author. I won't beat you to death. Definitely, won't beat you to death.

Author: Have fun in bed. 

Mr. CEO drags his Hikikomori wife away before she kills the author. 

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