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Initially, Meng Fan had plans in the afternoon and evening of the 14th: a meet-and-greet and a CV concert. Since he got 10 points of attributes and the title of [Professional Manga Artist], he decided to crank out some comics and skipped the events.
It was hard to start drawing the first part of volume one, then, he couldn't stop.
The first part for "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" was longer than "Guide to Campus RoMANce" and "There's a Spirit Underground." In addition, all the other parts had at least 20 panels, with an average of 22 to 25 panels, meeting the daily serial criteria for Japanese manga magazines.
Naturally, he wanted to submit his manuscript in Japan, get approved, then get serialized.
It was challenging, but Meng Fan was confident in himself.
He already prepared the outline, details, characters, and scenarios. While the new attributes made Meng Fan start over, he also improved and fixed what he already did. With a draft in place, his drawing speed wouldn't be slow. 
He started on the second part at around midnight. He did 25 panels, with 3-5 pictures per panel, which totaled more than 100 pictures. It took him just three hours to draw all of them, including post-production work.
If people knew how quickly he did all of this, they'd be shocked.
Usually, comic artists who were serialized in Japan needed five days to a week to finish one part, and that's assuming they had assistants doing the post-production and other work.
Meng Fan's Hand Speed at +20 was ten times faster than an average comic artist — not including some who weren't so skilled or who drew by hand. Fast Hand Speed alone wouldn't be able to achieve all of this in three hours. Combined with supernatural Drawing Skills and Imagination, however, it was possible.
There were many advantages to having great Drawing Skills; he barely needed to fix anything, and he was much more expressive. An average artist would need a lot of room to express something, but Meng Fan just needed a few strokes.
Meng Fan's drawing was not fancier. If anything, it was simpler. But, these simple strokes were striking and touched one's soul.
OK, in spite of all this, Meng Fan still overestimated himself. It wasn't possible to draw five parts in one night.
When he finished the second part, it was already 3 a.m. Meng Fan could stay up all night easily, and he was too excited to sleep. He stood up and moved a little, then kept drawing until 6 a.m., finishing the third part.
When the third part was done, he was tired and slept for around two hours. For the fourth part, he agonized over a plot development, spending almost two hours to convince himself and fixing the content. When he was finally done, it was around 1:30 p.m.
Great!
This will do.
Meng Fan ordered food, took a quick shower, then grabbed his manuscript to go downstairs. In the corner of the hotel lobby, he wolfed down some food, then asked the hotel for a car to go to Akihabara.
Akihabara, on the boundaries of the four commercial districts of Kyoto, was once a street of electronic stores. Now, it was a street popular with fans of the AGCN culture (animation, games, comics, and novels).
If the Akihabara of the electronics era was a steely, masculine guy, then the district today can only make you say, 'So pretty, like a cute boy.'
Akihabara was the purpose of Meng Fan's trip. He was a true homebody, so Akihabara, a haven for AGCN culture, was a must-see on his visit to Kyoto. He really was visiting the mecca today, he was meeting Eiichiro Oda!
When Meng Fan got off at Akihabara, he could see elements of the AGCN culture everywhere. There were many people dressed in cosplay such as waitresses in maid costumes in front of coffeeshops.
After he waited a while at the scheduled meeting place, a thirty-something man showed up. The man didn't need to look too hard; Meng Fan was very recognizable. The man knew it was Meng Fan from a distance away as he said to himself, "This guy is really tall and good looking."
"Are you Meng-san?" The man asked. After Meng Fan nodded, he introduced himself. "I'm Hiroji Wada."
His Chinese wasn't very standard, but he could communicate without problems.
This Hiroji Wada was the referrer Meng Caiju found for Meng Fan. The man was the son of a senior person at Toei Animation. In the credits of some well-known Japanese comics-turned-animated films, one could find the name of... his father.
Hiroji Wada worked in licensing rights of Japanese animations in China and collaborations with Chinese animation and games, which was how Meng Caiju could get half an hour of Eiichiro Oda's time with a phone call and have Hiroji Wada pick up Meng Fan personally.
"Meng-san, I'll take you on a tour of Mr. Oda's workshop first. Around three o'clock, he rests for half an hour. Normally, it's excellent if he can see you for ten minutes. I hope you understand."
As Hiroji Wada led Meng Fan toward their destination, he reminded Meng Fan of do's and don'ts, such as no questions about the plot of "One Piece," or any gossipy things not related to comics and more.
The Oda workshop was pretty much Eiichiro Oda's home in Kyoto. He both lived and worked here.
Meng Fan had heard of the habits of the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda, such as how he slept between two and five in the morning, and how he worked the rest of the day, working 16-hour days!
Of course, he didn't draw the entire time he worked, there was also plot discussions, looking for elements of scenarios, characters, and more.
A renowned comic artist, even though they have many assistants, still had a huge work volume. Also, Eiichiro Oda was a manga artist who insisted on doing a lot of the post-production work — such as the timeline — himself.
Very soon, they reached the Oda Workshop, a quiet place in a bustling area.
"Hiroji-san."
Hiroji Wada had made an appointment. As soon as they walked in, an assistant in the workshop came over to greet them. These assistants all wanted to be manga artists eventually, so they were very polite and respectful toward Hiroji Wada, someone with a connected dad in the industry, and Meng Fan was treated well by association.
Hiroji Wada had been there before, so he wasn't fascinated by everything like Meng Fan. He found a place to sit while the assistant took Meng Fan around the place.
Inside the workshop, "One Piece" elements could be seen everywhere: private bar, popcorn machine, making the place resemble a playground. There was also a claw machine filled with characters from "One Piece," none of which were available in the stores; Meng Fan was so envious.
After their tour, Meng Fan asked for the restroom and excitedly entered the "Jaws"-themed restroom.
The workroom for Eiichiro Oda and his assistants was not open to the public, so Meng Fan didn't go in there.
Then, Meng Fan met the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda.
The maestro looked like his photo. Like many OP fans, Meng Fan was most concerned about the man's health. There were rumors of him having health problems earlier. Now that the man looked well in person, Meng Fan was so happy.
After an emotional introduction, Meng Fan chatted with Eiichiro Oda as a fellow manga artist. He didn't rely on a translator, using just his phone to help. Since his phone was connected to a streaming device, translation was fast and communication was easy.
Initially, Eiichiro Oda thought Meng Fan was just a fan of manga rather than a colleague. The older man was happy to discuss elements of the industry and became surprised by Meng Fan's comprehension of the art form. Drawing Skills, Settings, and Scriptwriting weren't just a number; the information in each category made Meng Fan's comments outstanding. While what he said wasn't groundbreaking, Eiichiro Oda acknowledged the younger man's level of knowledge and was into the discussion. 
Meng Fan also asked some questions from his creative process and drawing experience, which Eiichiro Oda was happy to answer.
After some chatting, Eiichiro Oda then asked if Meng Fan also created comics; he took out the manuscript.
As soon as Eiichiro Oda saw the material, he looked focused and energized.
After another half-hour, Meng Fan said goodbye to Eiichiro Oda and Hiroji Wada at the workshop, leaving for Shueisha. In Meng Fan's hand was a recommendation letter from Eiichiro Oda.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

My name is Lucka Smitty and I am currently a student of psychology.
I did not choose the psychology course by my own choice, I was forced by my family.Sure, I wasn't forced but my father and mother are psychology graduates so I was influenced to follow the same life.
It's not that I hate studying psychology but in my opinion, it's a boring course, all the people I've met in this course are extremely boring and not interesting to talk to.
The only person I have daily contact and conversation with is my friend Michelle, who currently also takes the psychology course.She was like me, her mother works as a psychologist and her father worked as a doctor but she decided to follow the same path as her mother.
When I asked her why she said medicine was too difficult and she wouldn't be able to study medicine if she entered medical school she would suffer a lot.
Well, I wouldn't be able to study medicine either, so I won't judge her for that.
Another thing we have in common is that we are both OTAKUS!
Yes we have assumed otakus and we do not care about the opinion of others, we live basically as we want without caring about anything. We get keen glances from other people, but we have each other to help, so we don't care about those glances.
"Hey wait for me." Michelle appeared out of nowhere behind me, even scared me. She always does this shit, arrives without warning and ends up scaring me.
"I'm going to your place today." Michelle always went to my house, in fact, I never went to her house, I don't care about that, because we only do uninteresting things.
"All well." I accepted her proposal because we always do this and I didn't see any reason to decline.
I also like to be with her a lot. I've known her for 3 years now and haven't dared to confess my feelings for her so basically we get into this little friend joke all the time.
I don't declare myself because I'm afraid of being rejected, I don't know if she has the same feelings for me so I end up backing down to do something, I'm a coward.
'At least I can have your friendship.' Just having your friendship makes me happy, so I'm also afraid of ruining this beautiful feeling of friendship we have.
#####//#####
I arrived ~~
I shouted as I opened the door.It was customary here to do this, it seemed like a Japanese custom but we were in the United States so I thought it was a little weird, but I also found it cool because it looked like I was inside an anime.
Michelle always had fun doing it too, she said she was jealous of me because in her house nobody cared about any of that her parents didn't even stay at home right.
"Go up, I'll be going soon" My room was upstairs, but before going up I told Michelle to go up first because I wanted to prepare something for us to eat and drink, we had just arrived from college and we had not eaten almost anything.
Actually, we're 22 and we look like 2 kids, we just eat candy and watch anime when we're home we were made for each other, or maybe I just think so.
I packed some chocolate chip cookies and orange juice on a tray and went upstairs to the room when I got there Michelle was already reading the manga that I left on a shelf in my room.
My manga was close to my computer because I always used them as a reference to write my manga that I wrote in my free time.
It was a story of a loli in a fantasy world, I know, it's kind of bizarre but I find the story a lot of fun and it's not just because I write it, I like this story.
I am thinking of starting to publish it on the internet because publishing manga in the United States is very difficult if only I were Japanese ...
'Well, this is not the time to think about it, Michelle is here.'
#####//#####
I sat next to Michelle and we continue reading some stories, usually, we read, in fact our preference is also the same, we like to read more than watching anime.
"What are you reading?" Michelle asked curiously.
I was reading a Romcom, yes I am not just a fantasy fan I also love romance, I was reading Oresuki these days.
"Oresuki." I just responded quickly and kept reading because I was so focused on reading.
"Aaah, I like this manga too, I think this is the best romantic comedy this year." Michelle was very excited about Oresuki, of course, I was too since the manga is wonderful.
We kept reading until it was time for Michelle to go home.
And again I couldn't confess my feelings to her, this is becoming a daily routine.
#####//#####
After Michelle left I went to my room and turned on my computer to continue drawing my manga, because I wanted to finish it before graduation to post it on the internet.
Yes graduation is next year and I don't know if I can finish this manga by then because it's very complicated to draw, I'm no professional so I take a long time to draw just one page of my manga.
It was a very good manga I thought.
I kept drawing and when I went to see it was already 3 AM, and as I had to go to the course 7 AM I went to sleep because I would fall asleep on the course if I didn't go to sleep soon.
I always stayed up late, so I was used to it.
'I'm going to drink water.' I always drank water before bed, but this time I shouldn't have done that.
When I was going down the stairs I ended up collapsing from sleep, which I remember, is a huge impact all over my body, and then I heard the footsteps and the voice of a screaming woman.
After that, I don't remember anything anymore. 

In a world created by a wicked god, hundreds of people live in destruction and war.

There is a war between races and slavery and no other god puts his hands in this world to help him.

The protagonist reincarnated as an elf in this destroyed world, and elf is the most enslaved race, what will become of him now?

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MY DISCORD: https://discord.gg/sNuNcxX


Zhang Zian quickly went downstairs and planned to visit Sun Xiaomeng's clinic to see what she was doing. He also wanted to refresh himself by taking a walk outside, now that his brain had been filled with endless English letters.
Passing the checkout counter, he casually said, "I'm going out. I'll be back in a minute."
When he spoke, he didn't look at Lu Yiyun because she was always immersed in painting when there weren't any customers in the store.
As he walked past the checkout counter, he suddenly felt a strange look come from behind him, and he stopped walking to look back at Lu Yiyun.
She was staring at his butt.
"Is there a stain on my trousers?" Zhang Zian patted his behind, wondering if the chair he had sat on up on the second floor was dirty and had stained his pants.
"No, no! Nothing! Nothing!" Panicked, Lu Yiyun came back to senses and hid her head into her digital drawing board, pretending to draw.
Zhang Zian thought her expression was off, but he couldn't tell why. Having no time to think about this issue, he rushed out the door.
After he left, Lu Yiyun patted her chest and felt relieved. 
"He almost found out," she muttered to herself, now that she was alone in the store.
"Quack! What did he find out?"
A voice suddenly sounded from above her head.
"Ah!" She screamed and looked up. It turned out that the talking grey parrot had landed on the shelf above her head and was staring at her painting on the computer screen.
On the screen, she had drawn a handsome young man. The style of the young man was like the common heartthrob from Japanese manga, but the outline of his face resembled Zhang Zian's to some extent. 
The young man in the painting was handsome indeed, but for some reason, he seemed to look a little gay.
"No... nothing..." Lu Yiyun couldn't help but want to conceal her intentions, even if the one who asked her a question was just a bird.
"Quack! What a handsome guy. Yiyun, is he your dream lover?" Richard flew to the desk, looking closer at the character sketch on the screen. 
"No, he's the protagonist of my comic," she replied.
"The protagonist of a comic..." Richard squinted and opened its beak, revealing a narrow arc. "What's his name?"
"Well, I haven't thought about that yet."
Lu Yiyun was so bad at naming her characters. Every time she needed to name a character in her comic book, she would have to search for names desperately on the internet.
"Quack! In that case, I think I can tell you a good name." Richard's smile carried a dangerous implication. "Would you like to hear it?"
She nodded. "What's the name?"
Richard solemnly said, "Nowadays, everything is in line with international standards, especially comics. Because comics are image-based and only have a small number of words, they're easier to understand for people of different languages."
Lu Yiyun gaped in surprise. She thought that this gray parrot was intelligent and its words were making a lot sense, so she listened to it more attentively. This was indeed the case with comics. By simply translating the dialogue between characters, a Japanese manga could be easily understood by Chinese, American, and German readers, and vice versa.
Seeing her falling into its trap, Richard continued. "Now, there are many people who come to China to study and travel. For instance, the exchange student Masanori Suzuhara who was here a few days ago. If you want to make your comic's audience bigger, you should give a Chinese-Western name to the protagonist, so that the readers abroad can better immerse themselves in the story." 
Lu Yiyun nodded vigorously. "What would be a better name then?"
Richard was about to reveal its real intentions. It excitedly fluttered its wings and cried, "Quack! How about Billy Zhang?" (Translator's note: Billy Herrington is an American pornographic film actor.)
Billy Zhang?
Lu Yiyun thought that this name sounded a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it from.
"Oh? How do you know his last name is Zhang?"
She suddenly realized that she'd never told Richard that she planned on using the last name Zhang for the protagonist. How did Richard figure it out?
"Quack! Don't mind the minor details!" Richard carefully observed the styling of the young man, shook its head, and changed the subject. "This styling isn't going to work."
"Why? What's wrong with it?" Lu Yiyun felt a little upset from Richard rejecting her design.
Richard raised one wing and pointed at the screen, "You've done a good job with painting, but this style is too Japanese and slender, which is really common on the internet, but isn't easily recognizable."
Lu Yiyun stared thoughtfully at the screen and re-examined her sketch objectively. Indeed, as the grey parrot said, the protagonist's styling was handsome, and had been painstakingly designed by her. However, this Japanese girly styling was extremely rampant on the internet, and her design was simply more elegant than others, but it had no distinctive features to make it recognizable. 
"Then, what styling would be better?" she humbly asked for advice.
Her mind was immersed in the comic world and she'd forgotten that she was talking to a parrot. Since she often talked to her cat Jasmine at home, Zhang Zian often talked with the cats, dogs, and parrots in the pet shop, and Little Celery often talked with the hamster and lop-eared rabbit, she didn't feel like talking to animals was unusual. 
Richard rolled its black eyes and said slyly, "Why not paint him as a muscular guy? A muscular guy with a good-looking face? What do you think?"
Lu Yiyun immeditaely became inspired!
Right! Another identity of Zhang Zian's was a prestigious Master of Wing Chun Kung Fu. She heard that he practiced boxing almost every day. Under his ordinary clothes, he definitely had huge hidden muscles!
With the protagonist's beautiful face and over-developed muscles, he could rip his shirt apart from time to time. The contradiction in his looks and personality would easily leave a lasting impression on the readers!
As for why the protagonist would have to tear up his clothes in a pet shop, Lu Yiyun figured that she could worry about it later.
Her thoughts were occupied with images of an attractive and muscular guy ripping up his clothes and she'd forgotten to focus on why the gray parrot had come up with this idea in the first place.
"It seems very reasonable," she said nodding. "Thank you."
Even though this meant that she had to recreate the protagonist, she felt like it was worth it.
"Quack! You're welcome. If you have any issues, feel free to ask me for help." Having successfully gotten revenge on Zhang Zian, Richard happily fluttered its wings and flew away. "Well, I'll leave you to it."
It landed on the shelf above the doorway. "Just concentrate on drawing and don't worry about anything else. If that idiot Zhang Zian returns, I'll let you know."
"Uh-huh."
Lu Yiyun gratefully picked up her pencil and started working on the protagonist's design. Without her realizing, the decision between no couples or boy love for her comic had also faded from her mind.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

The world is so cruel guys, and a little bit of human had really leaved in his truly face, one of them is one of the lucking unlucky human being ever, so hold on guys and have a near set because I am promising you that you will not never regret.
He was an American ordinary commoner who was one of the biggest fanners of the Japanese fantasy manga, He was a strong beautiful boy with pair of clear dark eyes and short silky hair studying in art high school.
He was leaning against his disk chair where he had fallen down when she merely smiling to him with his pale face.
She said "Good morning Kelvin, or I shall say mister shy figure !!".
He answered raising his head down from how much he was shaming "Goo…. Good morning Clair, I see that you are fantastic wearing as always".
"Yes sure I am, I look forward that you will be less shyly with others, cause I know that you are a natural source to the ass-hole disturbing".
"I will".
He thought while she was turning to salute the other class mates I can't lie, I love that girl a lot but that passion did not burn enough to reach the right boundaries to stand face to face and say all I have in my deep spiritual".
Kelvin was setting in a woody chair in front of his high school where he was looking complementary god' beings and trying to make a fabulous vision for his new art project.
............…
An accident, boy has been injured and girl has lost the conscious, Kelvin was falling in his blood pool before he lost the conscious in a fact that he did something Clair has appreciated forever.
"I am returning back the events of early, a camion with no brakes, Clair was crossing the way where the camion has almost killed her before I saved her, but the only think that I lost, my pair legs which has been crashed when I was jumped in the sky saving Clair, my love, my moon", He thought under sleeping vision.
He woke up in a small room with a lot of white tools around him, in other worlds, he was lying in a hospital room, in his left side two of his school pupil were injured and unconscious.
In the other side, Clair was sleeping below his hands, he has used the situation to tell her his real feels while she was still under her sleepy dreams.
............
Clair has help Kelvin who has lost his walking ability cause of that accident, she was always trying to move him in his little wheelchair, he was happy even he changed to be a cripple adolescent.
One Day, while both Clair and Kelvin were discussion, a bad boy has assaulted them, he kicks Kelvin down from his wheelchair and he slap Clair who has fallen down injured.
Kelvin screamed "Claiiiiiir".
"Shut up Bitch" The man said aggressively.
He hit him with a knife in his leg, a minute has gone, after that Kelvin has lost his conscious.
"Where am I?", Kelvin has opened his eyes in an illustration of a black room and in front of him a wide table decree on it his face.
"Hello !!"
"Huh, who are you?"
"her, her...."
Kelvin turned his face over the table, the drawing was talking to him
Kelvin said "who are you? A demon from one of the Japanese manga or what?".
The drawing "I am not a demon, I am not fairy tales, I am a devil, the blue flame devil, and I am here to getting up again".
"and what it is?"
"I will make you walking again if you just tell me one of your secrets".
"one of my secrets, ...…, I love Clair".
"That's enough I will treat your injuring and you will be able to fight with that bad guy".
Kelvin said "why would a devil help a human".
Devil said Laughingly "I like to see losers fall down again".
........... session ended ..........
Kelvin saw his wounds treated with a wire of a blue fire, he got up again kicking the bad with a wood who was stealing searching in Clair pocket for some many source where he was fallen down below Kelvin hands mercy.
Kelvin added "no, mercy".
The devil has gone out from Kelvin hard when he notices that Kelvin has a great hiding aura has taking from the devil a little bit of his magic power, he tried after that to reap his power again but he couldn't because Kelvin' aura which was protecting him with a power seem as a god power.
..............
Kelvin who was definitely nervous because events were going in a crazy fast speed, day after day, devil power was obviously seeming between the hands of Kelvin who was always has been chasing by peoples were scared from his big power.
"The world is very cruel as you know, Clair after seeing me walking she thought that I was lying to her even after the news of my great power has been known by the whole world - you can make a fire!! You are not an ordinary human. Are you a real human? Human with superpower? - Is not that clear? Scaring this stupid world is one of the easiest thing can burning specially about the thing he does not know, this man treats himself as the most perfect ever with not realizing how beautiful this hideaway is still dancing around him, the demons and devils".
He made a blue fire storm around him then he stamped changing the storm to be a tornado has shaken the earth and making a loud sound of thunder above him then he said Boasted "guys tell the world the story of the weak shy boy who changed to be the left hand of seitan the devils god"

a short story about a boy has get a great power

If Fu Yu's girlfriend was anyone else but Guan Ying, jealousy would definitely be seething inside her. However, she couldn't find it within her to be jealous of Guan Ying as she was a good friend of hers.
In the four years of her university life, Ruan Yang, Jiang Duoyao, Guan Ying and she had experienced lots of laughter and fun, and shared weal and woe together.
Hence, the more Changqing think about it, the more depressed she got. All of a sudden, without a second thought, she stuffed all the red envelopes and jewelry box into Song Chuyi's hands.
Song Chuyi froze for a moment then he pushed the things back to Changqing. "These were given to you from my family. Take care of them properly."
"I can't take these." Changqing pouted. "Lest someone says that I'm coveting the Song family's wealth again. Moreover, our marriage is a business alliance between our families. It'd be best if we could draw clear boundaries about these sorts of things."
Originally, Song Chuyi was intending to reprimand her lightly with a few words, but when he laid his eyes on her, the small amount of anger he had in his heart was swiftly turned into a wisp of fog and dissipated into thin air as if it was shone upon by the sun's rays. Changqing's appearance was akin to the sun with her dainty, provocative and incredibly childish looks at the same time. Her small mouth was pursed like a teapot handle, and on her lips was a light lipstick. She was currently staring hard at him with her peach-blossom eyes that were glistening with radiance as well.
"Alright already, put these gifts away. I apologized for my brother's actions just now; it was wrong of him to do that. Now that we're officially married, I have to let you know that I dislike drawing clear-cut dividing lines in a relationship and fussing about the details of what's mine and what's yours. Unless…" Song Chuyi paused for a short moment and continued his sentence in a faint tone: "Unless you're thinking of drawing a line between us right from the beginning, so that it'd be easier for you to divorce me in the future as you wait for an opportunity."
Changqing was at a loss for words momentarily. "Granted that you don't like me and we have no romantic feelings towards each other, it'd be perfectly normal for us to get a divorce though."
"Although I don't know exactly how long our marriage can last, now that we're married, we should observe the prescriptive rules that a marriage entails." Song Chuyi opened his mouth and answered Changqing in a deep voice. "The jewelry is your dowry, and the cash in the red envelopes represents our respect for you. When you go back to your dad, he'll definitely ask about them. If we, the Song family gave nothing to you or if the Song family gave them to you but I took them back after you offered to return them to me, your father would absolutely get upset about it. He'd think the Song family was stingy and mean to you as well. Regardless of the reason we got married, the custom of giving red envelopes to you should still be followed through. Doing this will show that the Song family respects your family and holds your family in high regard as well. A marriage doesn't involve just the two of us; it's a matter that involves the entirety of both our families."
Although Changqing was preoccupied with listening to Song Chuyi, she wasn't dumb. She could understand the reasoning behind his words. 
"Then… I'll be keeping these things for my dad's sake. It's definitely not because I wanted them, okay?" The objects in her hands were slowly tucked away by her side while her pupils bloomed with a radiance that seemed to imply "I'm not money-minded." 
Watching her actions, the corners of Song Chuyi's lips curved in an unnoticeable way. 
After she put the things away, Changqing couldn't help but ask, "Is your brother having a grave case of the brother complex?"
Confronted with such a question, Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows. 
Afraid he didn't understand her, Changqing explained in more detail. "You know, that kind of person who will forbid you from ever dating others to prevent you from being snatched away from them. That kind of person who constantly thinks that you must be with him forever, only rely on him, and have him solely in your heart…" 
The more Song Chuyi listened to her, the more he found her description weird, and suddenly his eyebrows twitched violently. "Yan Changqing, could you get any more repulsive than this?"
"I'm just cracking a joke." Changqing grinned broadly at Song Chuyi despite feeling guilty. "Fine." She thought as she admittedly acknowledged internally that she was indeed having immoral thoughts. 
It was all Ruan Yang's fault for always reading Japanese manga in the dormitory. Especially those manga about brocon and siscon. 
After his outburst, Song Chuyi pursed his lips and didn't speak anymore. 
The atmosphere rapidly became awkward, and Changqing felt that she was responsible to think about a topic to talk about. Thus, her brain kept working on the task. Right at that moment, while the car was stopped at the junction and with Song Chuyi looking at her, her brain malfunctioned and she blurted out: "How many months has it been since your step-mom got pregnant?"


Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas.

Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying.

A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love.
In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known.
At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger.
At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings.

…

In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her.
First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses.
Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house.
Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly.
Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind.
Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money.
There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys.

…

After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?"
Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft.
Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

Obviously, Isaac had been reading too many yaoi manga, since after Jess had introduced that world to him and his friends six months ago. And now he, and of course his friends along with Jess, had begun to use the terms like seme and uke and neko whenever they discussed yaoi, which they did often, like once a week at the apartment. Of course, no one dared to bother them during their serious yaoi conferences, especially during their heated debate when they preached to each other like a bunch of Roman philosophers about their top pick of the week.
A neko, meaning cat in Japanese, or a uke, in a gay relationship, meant the bottom partner or the female role when it came to sex. A seme, obviously, meant the top or the male role.
"I'm not telling you," I said.
Isaac pulled a face. "I bet you're a neko. I just can't see you pushing Aiden down and doing whatever you want with him."
Well, he was right on the money on that one. There was no way I'd be able to do that, I had to reluctantly admit. I mean Aiden was bigger and stronger than me, after all. Unless, of course, he was willing to submit and just lie still as a log while I did all kinds of erotic stuff to him. Then again, I couldn't see Aiden doing that, considering he could never keep his hands off me. He was always the one seducing me and ended up fucking me until I was dazed and breathless. I bet he wouldn't even feel a thing if I were to stick my tiny dick inside his asshole.
Damn, but the thought of that was really embarrassing.
Isaac said, drawing my attention to him again, "So, what is it like being, you know, made love to?"
I shifted my gaze to him. "Why do you want to know?"
Isaac turned red. "Just…for reference."
Reference? What? Was he secretly penning a yaoi novel or something? Or was he beginning to illustrate a manga? Well, considering he was an art student, I wouldn't be surprised.
Then again, something about his reaction and his reply nagged at me.
Suddenly, it hit me. Fuck! Why hadn't I seen it? When the signs had always been there?
Or maybe I had been too consumed with my own problems that I hadn't pay attention? That Isaac was gay, like me?
I licked my lips and then asked, "Isaac?"
Isaac shuffled about in his spot and turned away from me, probably suspecting I was onto him. He looked damn embarrassed.
"Hey," I began, not sure exactly how to proceed with the topic. "I'm sorry I didn't notice."
"Notice what?"
He was playing dumb. But of course, I persisted. Fuck, but I knew what it felt like being gay, to feel like there was something wrong with you, that maybe others, especially your own brothers, won't accept you for who you are, for your sexual preference.
"That you…" I sighed, scratching my head. "That you're gay."
The moment I said those words, I tensed, my stomach flipping in dread. Shit! Was I being too blunt?
Isaac turned to me then, a tight smile playing about his lips. I sighed in relief. He wasn't mad with me. Thanked God!
He said, "Yeah, I'm gay. I didn't think I was until you came out. I mean I do like to…" He stopped abruptly, as if he realized that he shouldn't say anything further.
I continued for him. "Wear women's clothes and makeup and that sort of stuff?"
Isaac's face went even redder. "How?"
I smiled. "I borrowed your laptop heaps of times, remember? You tend to leave your browser open. You do buy lots of stuff online, don't you?" I chuckled. "I blame Mom. She made us wear those dresses when we were kids and now it's stuck with you."
Isaac chuckled. "Yeah. Though you can't blame her. I mean I would have discovered I liked that sort of thing sooner or later. It makes me happy when I wear those cute dresses, you know. I feel like I can fly or something. I mean you have to admit I look really cute, right?" He looked at me. "Shit! You don't think I'm weird?"
I shook my head. "You're not weird. You're unique, Isaac. I know no one ever says it in the house, but you're the sunshine. You're always so cheerful and loud. Your presence and your voice lightens the mood when hard times hit."
There were tears brewing in his eyes, and I freaked out. "What?" I panicked. "Are you crying? Why?"
Isaac got up and wrapped his arms around me tight. "Haru, you're such a nice brother. You're so cute. When we get back, let's play dress up again."
I shook my head. "No way!" I said, though I was laughing.
Once he removed his arms and released me, he said, "Can you keep it a secret?"
"You mean you being gay and cross-dressing?"
He nodded. "When I'm ready, I'll tell our bros. But I'm not ready yet."
"They'll be all right with it, I'm sure," I said. "I mean they accept me."
Isaac chuckled. "Yeah. I know that." We were both quiet for a moment when he changed the topic completely, which was very typical of him. "So, where are we eating tonight?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Don't know. Aiden or Reo must have already decided on a place. They planned this trip together."
"Man, Tokyo is amazing, right? Everything is so cool," he said. "I can't wait to explore."
Because I was curious about something else and I couldn't help myself, I asked, "Isaac?"
"Hm?" he responded as he reached out for a remote control sitting on the bedside table. He pushed on the power button and the TV screen in front of us switched on. A Japanese show about a man dining alone in a random small restaurant came up. The actor, or rather the character, who seemed to be in his forties, was currently eating katsudon in a small café, and he was enjoying it to the max, in the subtle Japanese way.
"You don't really like Connor, do you?"
Isaac turned to look at me, his eyes large and his cheeks bright red. "Not really." He paused, as if in thought for a moment, and then continued, "I mean he's such a bully, and he has picked on me since we were kids. I mean does he dislike me that much that he must pick on me? Like do I annoy him or something?"
Really? That was how Isaac saw it? Though it didn't look that way to me. I mean Connor seemed to enjoy being around Isaac, and of course, the other way around. Isaac was always so excited and perky whenever Connor visited. Did he not know that that was how he behaved?
I said, "If you dislike it, why don't you just tell him to leave you alone?"
Isaac shrugged. "I did, but that orc keeps coming back."
It was then the bathroom's door opened and Aiden came out. The moment I saw him, I swallowed hard. The man was gorgeous, especially after a shower when his blond hair was wet and his tanned skin flushed hot.
He said, "Are you bitching about somebody behind their back, Isaac?"
"Not bitching, bro," Isaac said. "Just stating facts."
Aiden wasn't listening, however, as he shooed Isaac away. "Go get ready. We're going out in half an hour. Don't blame me if Japanese people stare at you because you reek."
Isaac sniffed at himself and then pulled a face. "Shit! I do stink." He rushed off the bed, and within seconds, he was out the door.
I laughed. Despite how it seemed, Isaac was a clean freak, like the rest of us brothers.

Eighteen-year-old Haru Ono has been in love with Aiden Davis since he was in middle school. Trying to keep his feelings under wraps is annoyingly hard when they’re living under the same roof, more so since Aiden is so caring and selflessly showers him with kindness.

Haru knows family is important to Aiden, who has been shouldering the burden of raising five younger siblings, and it’s best Haru never reveals his feelings to Aiden. Then again, an eighteen-year-old boy with raging hormones can only bottle up so much until everything starts to burst.

* * *

Haru's Love is a BL (Yaoi) Harem and the uke (Haru) will gain his semes (men) one volume at a time.

The uke is a beautiful boy and the semes are all hot.

A Slice of Life contemporary BL.

WARNING: This book contains lots of steamy, sexy scenes.

- Seryoga, how are you coming with us tomorrow after the exa? Median happens only once in a lifetime! The first median is so accurate! - said Peter, my ... How would you call the closest person to me from our group who is not my friend? Ok, let there be a "comrade."

 

- Sorry, Petya, but I don't want to. There is no desire ... - I answered.

 

"Ugh," spat Petya, "since I got addicted to this my anime completely forgot how to have fun and live ... Fu, be like that."

 

- Kozlov, Sbruev! Well, calmed down, - the human anatomy teacher shouted at us, - we have a consultation here! You will pass the Anatomy exam tomorrow!

 

An old wallet, but it is falling apart in parts! Mentally chuckling, I continued to pretend that I was marking some question in the printed list of questions. So do everyone in my group.

 

Sergey Sbruev. Second-year student of physical education. I was born in a simple town, and grew up a fairly physically developed guy. What happened in the end? I entered one of the million youth sports schools that are located throughout our vast Mother Russia.

 

I look ordinary, brown hair and brown eyes. I am twenty years old and I am tall ... Well, average, one hundred eighty centimeters ...

 

The prevailing direction, that is, the section, I had kickboxing. But in the process, I was like many sports sections, naturally fighting orientations. The result was a hodgepodge of various fighting styles, like a Swiss knife - for all occasions.

 

My life ... It did not contain anything extraordinary, I was an ordinary athlete man, there weren't enough stars from the sky, all sorts of championships and medals were for coaching favorites, who I was a kind of sparring partner, so that they would not lose their form. I grew up in a very ordinary family, mom dad and two brothers. Alyosha is a senior, gnawing granite of physics. Veniamin - the youngest nibbled granite of indifference and squandering of parental dough and nerves.

 

He graduated from all classes, barely having made an emphasis on physical education and biology, and immediately dismissed the armukh, as it is now fashionable, once again he was barely able to enter the university.

 

Student life. Many wrote about this, medians, sessions, signs, a freebie, cruel and not so teachers with their requirements. For me it was also freedom. Yes, freedom, although you can hardly call a hostel the promised land for those who hunger for freedom. Well, more precisely, it seems like that for the first two months, until the roommates fill up the room, and Zinaida Petrovna does not steal every corner with ethyl alcohol, hoping to get cockroaches out ... It's a pity that he doesn't work for her.

 

With great pleasure, I moved from the hostel to a rented apartment, there is such a whole layer of landlords, imprisoned for students. Prices are not the highest, the university is within walking distance. The first course flew by and it was on it that two significant events for my life happened.

 

The first - love burst into my life, and the first, I somehow missed this strange feeling at school, despite the fact that the famous "riot of hormones" doused me. The second - I met with Japanese animation, known as anime, as well as comic books - manga. Naturally, the meeting did not take place immediately.

 

I once encountered a girl at the checkpoint, such people are called "kissed by fire," a real witch. Fiery red hair, I would call them even red, but they were red. Probably ... Still, the color rendition of the hair dye of the guys is messing up. The girl was with "average external data," but it hit me. And I got sick. At first I looked for more meetings with Daria Nikiforova, then conversations and compliments followed. As a result, everything grew together into something more - we began to meet. First sex, youthful and ... quick.

It was Dasha who introduced me to anime and manga, she took part in some kind of competition, created "her" manga (pa, there are such people on the readman a couple of times I saw). Well, I became interested, but what are you drawing, before this great artist hid her hobby from me, fearing that I would not understand her that way. Still, most people have an overwhelming prejudice towards animeshniki.

 

Well, I looked, it all started with Naruto and I was just simply drawn into. It started - "Naruto", "Van Peace", "Bleach" - the standard three of any self-respecting modern animeshnik, then acquaintance with the classics - "Dragon Ball" and so on. I was interested in everything from the shonen genre, yet I am a kickboxer and already in the third series of Naruto I caught myself thinking that I was studying not only the plot, but also the fighting techniques of the characters, namely the hand-to-hand combat.

 

I reviewed a lot of titles with Dasha in the evenings, we even came together. In the first half of my studies, I was actively hanging out with "new friends": I had a lot of fun, I had fun. With Dasha, I settled down, I was already recorded as a missing person. Petya is perhaps the only one who has decided to "save" me and has been trying to drag me here and there for the whole year. I have long scored on all these desperate attempts at salvation. And I didn't score on the sport, I keep fit and learn to manage ... Passable

 

Dasha, she left home at the Faculty of Design, where she studies, exams were earlier, and her mother fell ill, and here she is

Sergey Sbruyev was struck by lightning, he met with God ... And he fell into the world of cruelty and bloodshed, the world of elemental countries and nine monsters.

☆ Просто предупреждаю вас, автор использует Google Translate, так что если вам не нравится плохая грамматика, а лучше даже не начинайте читать. ☆

Hello Everyone - Please Sorry. The author of the work for not
decided not to put the original or it won’t be interesting

My party arrived at Veronica and rested for one day.  The next morning, I got up first and stood at the entrance of the castle as I informed the party of my plans. Lee Hyunsung asked, "Surely you're not going alone?"

"I won't be alone. I'm going with those two." I pointed to Han Sooyoung and Asuka Ren.

Then Lee Jihye wondered, "What are we going to do while Ahjussi is gone?"

"You and Hyunsung-ssi are in charge of guarding Veronica's walls. Have you checked the updated scenario?"

"...Is it to defend Veronica Castle until the end of the scenario period?"

"Yes. That is your mission."

"But..."

"Do it."

"...I understand."

I looked at Lee Hyunsung. "There is Gong Pildu but it will be hard to stop the disasters with Armed Fortress alone. I'm sorry to leave it to you but..."

"Don't worry. Protecting a base is my specialty."

I was relieved by his determined words but I knew it wouldn't be that easy. It might seem like an easy task but surviving this scenario was harder than going with me.

"If you see the 'snake' of the first group, don't confront him head on. Flee Veronica Castle if you have to. Can you promise me this?"

"I promise."

Their mission was to protect the castle until I returned. I gave orders to Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung. "Secure as many insects and monsters as possible. Your mission is to buy time."

Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung nodded.

"If you go to the north forest then there will be many unique monsters of this world. Go and tame those monsters."

"Yes Hyung."

"I understand Ahjussi."

A large number of monsters would help bridge the gap with the disasters. In the process, the children's skills would also increase significantly. I left Veronica Castle. Han Sooyoung saw the people watching us from behind and asked, "So where are we going?"

"The eastern rocky zone."

The startled Asuka Ren told me. "The Japanese has already occupied that area."

"I know."

I stared straight at Asuka Ren. She had soft and curly silver hair. She had a clear face with sharp lines, like a cartoonist had painstakingly drawn it. It was a face that gave off the feeling of a warrior rather than just a beauty.

I told her, "That's why I brought you."

"Do you trust me?"

"I don't trust you. I just want to get back the value of saving your life."

"...I see."

It was easier to say this than to buy her favour with kindness. In fact, Asuka Ren looked worried about something. Perhaps when her troubles were over, she would tell me the information in earnest.

We travelled over the plains area towards an area filled with rock formations. The trip was estimated to take two days but we could do it within one day if we moved fast.

Han Sooyoung asked, "What is the plan?"

"Unlike us, Japan has an Absolute Throne. In other words, there is an 'absolute king' among the first group who commands all of them."

Han Sooyoung pondered on my words. "...Do you mean to catch the king?"

Han Sooyoung was really quick to understand. I nodded.

Han Sooyoung muttered, "Well, your idea is correct. There would be a profound effect on the entire group if the master of the Absolute Throne dies..."

"Of course, killing the king won't stop all of them. Still, it will allow us to hold on until the end of the scenario."

"Hrmm, then you've been aiming for the boss since the beginning? I like your ambition."

Then Asuka Ren interrupted. "Do you know who the king of Japan is now?"

"Isn't he the Sovereign of Eight Heads?"

The Sovereign of Eight Heads. It was abbreviated to just a 'snake.'

"H-How do you...?"

Asuka Ren was astonished and her body shook. It was natural. She was part of the first group and knew that type of existence the Sovereign of Eight Heads was.

For reference, the Sovereign of Eight Heads wasn't the nickname for the Japanese king but the modifier of his sponsor. The king didn't have a nickname because there was no meaning in one.

"You must've heard his modifier somewhere but he isn't as easy as you think..."

"I'm aware of that. He is Yamata no Orochi."

The sky darkened at my words and there was a rumbling sound. Perhaps that guy had heard me speaking. It was a powerful force belonging to the constellations.

"...Orochi? Isn't that the name of a mythical monster in Japan?"

"That's right. Now he is Japan's king."

"Then why is he called by his sponsor's name? Doesn't he have a nickname?"

"It is meaningless. That incarnation isn't sane anymore. During the six scenarios, he made a ridiculous contract with the Sovereign of Eight Heads and had his soul stolen."

Asuka Ren's mouth gaped open when she heard my words. She was surprised that the incarnation of another country knew more about the circumstances then she did.

"Then he will be in the rocky zone?"

"Yes. However, we can't catch him right now. Preparations are necessary. We are going to meet someone else in the rock area."

"Meeting someone? Is it... Yoo Jonghyuk?"

"He is better than Yoo Jonghyuk?"

"...Is there a person better than him?"

"It is possible."

"Who?"

"A strong person from Peace Land."

Han Sooyoung frowned. "From Peace Land? Are you joking right now?"

It was understandable. This information didn't appear in the first 100 chapters.

"Don't you know how weak the kids here are?" Han Sooyoung exclaimed without giving me a chance to answer. She always looked particularly agitated when she became angry.

"There isn't a third rate swordsman here, let alone a sword master! The only magic these kids can use is to create fire on a stove."

I know.

"This isn't a first generation fantasy novel... It is like someone has maliciously gathered only weak people. No, I don't understand it. Why did the dokkaebis make this world a stage? Is this an alternative idea to give coins?"

I could understand why Han Sooyoung was so upset. This girl might be a plagiarist but she was a popular fantasy writer.

"Relax. This world wasn't made by the dokkaebis."

"What?"

I looked behind me. There was a woman looking down with a flushed face. It felt like a very new writer standing in front of an experienced writer.

Asuka hesitated for a moment before bowing. "I'm sorry."

Han Sooyoung seemed to realize something.

"Wait, don't tell me?"

Asuka Ren slowly nodded. "...Peace Land is a world I created."

***

Perhaps Asuka Ren shouldn't have revealed this.

At first, Han Sooyoung was so astonished she couldn't believe it was real. Then after five minutes, she murmured, "Well, my novel became a reality." Then another five minutes passed and she started scolding Asuka Ren.

"Why did you do that?"

"..."

"Huh? Why? Answer me, writer. Why did you make a world like this?"

Asuka Ren ended up half crying. "That... there are many mainstream worlds in Japan. So..."

"Ah, you created this to resist the mainstream worlds?"

"I-I thought that as a writer, I shouldn't bring out a mass production story."

"Mass production?" Maybe she said something she shouldn't have. Han Sooyoung declared, "Your work can't even be mass produced."

"...Huh?"

Han Sooyoung stared at Asuka Ren like she was pathetic and then told me.  "Hey, Kim Dokja. Is this it? I stayed a few days in Veronica and in this world, the earl speaks ill of the duke. Besides, the knights are all like parasites and only know how to dither..."

Asuka Ren protested, "W-Wait a minute!"

"Shut up. We are suffering now because of you."

"I made it but I wasn't the one who called you here."

"Look at this girl? The dokkaebis bought it from you and made your world into reality! The manga must've been ruined! Let's throw all the ruined mangas into a world and kill them! You must've prayed with this thought and received a message like 'I will listen to your wishes.' Right?"

It was the first time I had heard such creative reasoning. She truly was a writer.

"N-No! That isn't possible!"

"Then what is it?"

I became curious when I heard this. There was no mention of why Asuka Ren's Peace Land was adopted as a scenario in Ways of Survival. Perhaps I could get a hint about the writer of Ways of Survival from this?

"That..." 

Han Sooyoung was pulling out a sword while Asuka Ren took one step back. I interrupted them. "I'm really curious but I'm afraid we can't hear it now."

"Huh?"

"Run!"

We moved by a hair's breadth and sharp swords slashed at where we had been standing.

Asuka Ren desperately ran with a pale face. Han Sooyoung asked, "Shit, when did they follow us?"

"They are good at stealth."

"How many are there?"

"Four people."

They didn't underestimate us and tried to assassinate us. We had no chance in a head on battle.

Asuka Ren gasped for air and said, "It seems to be the Wind Shadow Squadron. They are the subordinates of the Sovereign of Eight Heads."

"Those brats have weird names."

This wasn't the timing for them to chase me. It seemed that it was a mistake to mention Orochi's true name. As soon as we entered the rocky area, the range of our movements became better.

It was due to Asuka Ren's guidance. Once again, the person who created the world was different.

Nevertheless, the distance was narrowing as the Wind Shadow Squadron caught up to us.

Han Sooyoung spoke like she had made up her mind.  "Ah, I don't know. Kim Dokja, go first. I'll buy some time."

"Is it okay?"

"Don't you know me? I'm a master at dying."

"Then I'll believe in you." I grabbed Asuka Ren and ran. "Ren-ssi, there is no time anymore. Quickly find him."

"I-I don't know what you're saying."

"The returnee Kyrgios."

"Huh?"

I shouted while avoiding a flying sword. It seemed that Han Sooyoung had missed some people.

"Tell me where Kyrgios is."

"...I don't know who that is?"

I expected it to be like this. In Ways of Survival, it only mentioned that Kyrgios was here and he never came out directly.

"I really don't know! I never created such a person!"

"Nope, you know. He is the only powerhouse of Peace Land."

"There isn't a person like that in my manga! Besides, the characters in my manga are weak!"

Then a sword thrust at us. I turned sharply and stopped. I didn't want to do this but I had to touch her wound.

"Your Peace Land was terminated early in the 11th episode and you didn't get a single volume published after that."

"H-How do you...?"

"I know that you wanted authentic fantasy in your heart. However, it didn't work out. Your manga, is it really authentic fantasy?"

Two people from the Wind Shadow Squadron appeared in the smoke. I would be able to cope with them if I was my usual self, but now it was hard to stop even one. I brushed aside the katana but my wrist was broken.

I activated White Pure Star Energy and shouted calmly. "It was just once but you became angry when you saw the reaction of readers and drew a person."

"W-What are you saying?"

"He is a strong person not fit for Peace Land. You felt guilty about pandering to the public by drawing such a person. That sense of guilt ruined your Peace Land."

"No! I never did that!"

"Please take responsibility until the end. Even if only one reader watches this world."

"Ah, ahh...

It became more and more difficult for me to avoid the blades. The panicked Asuka Ren was completely frozen. Two katanas flew towards my upper and lower half. Dammit, was I wrong?

"...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Then a voice was heard. "You're right. I obviously..."

The next moment, the surrounding air changed. I felt my limbs become stiff from the cold. Then another voice was heard.

[Who are you?]

I didn't look back but it was clearly a presence comparable to the constellations. Otherwise my Fourth Wall wouldn't be shaking so much.

I looked ahead and saw the Japanese people standing like stone statues. They couldn't even speak as pure white lightning fell towards them from the sky. The powerful disasters turned into ashes from the lightning.

Once the clouds that caused the lightning disappeared, a small doll was floating. It was unbelievable. The powerful presence floating in the air was definitely a small person.

...He was properly hooked.

[I will ask again. Who are you?]

"It is nice to meet you, Kyrgios."

Kyrgios Rodgraim of Peace Land. He was one of the strongest returnees in Ways of Survival.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC
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I landed to Tokyo airport and started going to Kyoto it appears the more friendly bunch of Yokai live there hopefully i could find someone willing to teach me and find someone to publish the Naruto i have been drawing it on my free time ever since i saw that grey haired kid, i finished drawing it just needs to be published.

As i was walking i felt my communication circle notify me of a call, i got inside an alley and answer it and it's a red headed figure with a ridiculously big pauldrons on his shoulder.

Sirzechs"Ahem good day Mr. Witcher i'm Sirzechs Luficer, our sources told us that you were coming to Japan so i was wondering if you could take a contract"

Jacob"What's the job"

Sirzechs"There has been a breakout in prison and a Ultimate rank devil criminal called Big Jones and yes he's massive, escaped and reached the Kuoh Town my men and Queen are protecting my sister and her friend so we are out gunned, i want you to take care of him"

I heard about him from Azazel he may be strong but he's a damned siscon, if you want to get me to meet your sister at least come up with something more believable and don't throw criminals like that dammit.


Jacob"What about the payment?"

Sirzechs"Do you need something or just money will suffice"

Jacob"Got anyone that could teach me Senjutsu?"

Sirzechs"I am afraid no but i can give my good word to Yasaka at Kyoto she may be able to help we got the territory from Shinto faction after all"

Jacob"Fine I'll take the job"

After that i went to find a bullet train to Kuoh.
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Arriving i look at the clock it's 19 pm sun is down it's either going after the sisters but knowing that siscon i'm better off searching the town, setting my medallion to devils i move.

Walking around the town that's thanks to magic empty town(I put a mass Axii that kept everyone indors), i looked for my prey for 4 hours before i tracked it to an house which it's door was broken drawing my sword i listen there's only one heartbeat so owner of the house is already dead, i wait for it to come out due to it's size i'll be at a disadvantage indoor.

My target comes out a disgusting looking oversized devil (They can change their appearance wtf) after seeing me he attacks without waiting, i quickly try out my new spells now that i don't have to wave my hands and such i made a yrden on the ground and boosted myself to the side to cut off one of its limbs it's neck is too thick to cut off because of the fat, now that he got crippled he uses an fire magic attack using quen i got close and send a aard blast to it's open mouth to collapse his throat and it dies suffocating in his own blood, i cut up it's head now that he's not moving, putting in my storage i burned the body and made my way to school sister of Lucifer Rias Gremory should be an first year students there.
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Coming to the school grounds i was greeted by a grey haired maid that i recognized as Grayfia since my little brother had a body pillow of her.(Yeahh)

Going up the stairs i meet the sisters of two devil kings they seem innocent, for devils.

Rias"So this is the Witcher my brother talked about when are we leaving i need that thing out of my territory"

I just took the head out of my storage

Jacob"I was told to kill it right away here you go, now my side is done"

Heh, now what little brat (We are both 16)

Rias"mouu oni-sama, why did he do such a thing"

Jacob"*Coughing* can i go now"

Rias/Sona"Wait!"

Jacob" Not interested in joining peerages, the whole getting orders thing rubs me the wrong way and i hate policits"

With that i left the room to see Grayfia holding a check, taking it i quickly teleported back to Tokyo can't be too careful with devils.
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(In the school)

Rias"He didn't even listen my offer"

Sona"I don't think i would like such servant considering his attitude"

Rias"But everyone says he's the last Witcher and how strong they were before you know Sona i need strong pieces, we even arranged this whole thing with the convict just to meet him *pouts*"

Sona"I just can't believe Lucifer sama got this whole thing set up with the fake body and all"
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Coming back to Tokyo i crashed in a hotel it was night time anyway, in the morning i got another call from Sirzechs informing of where to go in Kyoto, hopping on another train i made my way to Kyoto.

After a uncomfortable train ride due to stares i am getting from the both genders, i have arrived, looking around the station i quickly notice a shirine maiden calling me forward, might as well follow, after getting into some alleyways she stopped and turned around unfurling her ears and tail, a little fluff is never bad, she even has a name tag now i also toggled my eyes.

Hakame"Good day Witcher, Lady Yasaka asked me to greet you and escort you to the shirine now if you would follow me"

She didn't even wait for an answer i quickly followed her we walked in silence i kept sensing other yokai they seem to just smell me and move on to their way after 10 minutes of walk where they apparently checked me up, i mean there are teleportation why walk, anyway we have come to an classic Japanese Shirine only thing that's out of place is that a nine tailed fox sitting under a sakura tree drinking tea, although it's not the time for sakura blossoms we make our way to her i am going to assume she's Yasaka due to all of these shadow guards waiting around.

Hakame"Yasaka-sama i have brought the Witcher"

Yasaka"Thank you Hakame you may leave, Witcher i believe we have things to talk please take a seat"

After that Hakame left and i sat across Yasaka who didn't say anything until she prepared another pot of tea if i remember correctly they can sense if you lie thanks to senjutsu i guess i have to be mindful of what i speak.

Yasaka"Here, have some tea and well let's see i have heard from devils that you wanted to learn senjutsu may i ask why"

Jacob"I have unlocked my touki years ago and i didn't want to bother with senjutsu since finding someone to teach is hard but this learning need has been a order of Odin he said i will blow myself eventually"

Yasaka"Hmm you're working for Asgard"

Jacob"I am working for money"

Yasaka"and who is the lucky girl ?"

Ah magic circle of the law of suprise turned into an solid ring after Rose kissed me hehe can't turn it invisible now

Jacob"A certain Valkyrie that i got from law of surprise"

Yasaka"Congratulations then, now give me your hand"

I gave her my hand and feel some kind of energy probe inside me i didn't notice when Odin did this i guess i can't sense his divine power or i have grown sensitive after the time spell, Yasaka started talking after looking around my body

Yasaka"Yes i can see why you need to learn senjutsu but your life force seems to increase even when you don't do anything as if you're still a growing egg, you would take out a city if you blew it's a tiny chance but it's better to eliminate it, i shall teach you the basics and how to fine tune your touki and purifying fire since other techniques won't be useful for you since you don't use pure Ki, but i must have you sign a contract to never attack Shinto faction or take contracts against us"

Jacob"Very well i can sign it but i would like to point out i need my right for self defense and the conditions will be nullified if a another great war starts, it's important to write these parts otherwise things get messy"

Yasaka"Fair enough i just needed guarantee that you won't attack us for mutagens after getting what you need"

Jacob"By the way do you guys have any manga business i was looking to publish mine"

Yasaka"Well we'll look at it over diner i don't really read such stuff but my daughter does if she likes it we'll get it printed"

Jacob"Guess that's the best i can get"

She nodded and we did the contract, afterwards i was taken to my quarters this place will be my house for a while, after settling in i called Rose time to catch up.
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(With Yasaka after Jacob left)

Yasaka"You can stop hiding Kunou"

Kunou"Sorry mother i got curious"

Yasaka"It's okay come sit on mothers lap"

Kunou"Who was that man mother he smelled bulls and snakes"

Yasaka"That man is the last known Witcher an ancient mercenary group, he needed training and i needed to make sure he won't take jobs against us, Witchers can be scary and there was a time they bought genetic materials from us it took us a long time before realizing that they can adapt to other races that two smell he has are poison naga and minotaur, fine choices"

Kunou"Is he that dangerous"

Yasaka"Yes but he sign the contract so he won't harm us unless we attack him first, let's go Kunou it's lunch time then you need to read that manga i trust your judgement."

Kunou"Yes mother!"

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