i'm looking for someone bilingual or  japanese but fluent in english

4 February 2018....
It might seem like an ordinary date and it is an ordinary date for most of the people out there (except those who have their birthdays or any special occasion) but for a guy who was sitting while browsing through Google, it definitely was not. On this particular day, he had finally caught up with the manhua/manga releases of "Tales of Demons and Gods[TDG] " by Mad Snail. He really liked the manga, but he wanted more. So, he searched on Google about similar stories and he found "Otherworldly Evil Monarch [OEM] ". He got curious because the name sounded badass and it seemed like it was not going to be a story where the protagonist keeps on spouting sh¡t about righteousness and slaying evil and protecting the weak and stuff as it had the word "EVIL" in it. He thought that its dumb and he had the adequate reasons to think like that. After all, who in their right mind would risk his life to save a girl who he does not even know properly . It is not even realistic and how in the world can the protagonist be so selfless and so dense when it came to matters of love. It is as if he was hit by a rock in his infancy and his brain was permanently damaged.
After he was done cursing the cliché Manga, he started searching for the manga of OEM. A while later did he came to the realization that OEM does not have a manga. It is actually a novel which is posted online and the chapters are released frequently, and these novels are known as "Webnovels". He also got to know that TDG was originally also a webnovel but since it got really popular, it was transformed into a manga and the animation of TDG was along the way as well.
The name of this guy is Weed. 
*snaps fingers*
(as we all know that I, the author has the power to pause this novel world by snapping my fingers, and I will break the 4th wall and this was mentioned in the previous chapter and this is the last time it would be mentioned.
Moving on, as well all know that Japanese are considered as really polite, humble, caring about others etc. people (E/N: Except you) and it is true. Until this guy made an appearance. This character, Weed was meant to be born in U.S.A. or any other western country but God made some mistake and he ended up being born in Japan.
If you are wondering about why his name is Weed, and not some other Japanese names like Hijikata, Kemamaki, etc (E/N: I've never even heard of these names in anime or manga), then I should suggest you to stop being a racist because it is not necessary for a guy to have a Japanese name if he is born in Japan. Actually he was given a good name which was a Japanese name but when he became an adult, he changed it to the thing he liked the most, and that is weed. Although he has never smoked weed but that is an entirely different topic. This guy can not be considered polite. Screw being polite, he constantly curses as if they are verbs and without his "verbs", he cannot complete his sentences. He is a degenerate scum of society and also has this constant urge of pissing everyone off as if the whole world is his enemy. He does not care about anyone but himself, and he does not give a damn about anyone's feelings. He thinks that facts do not care about feelings and prefers facts and logic over anything. He considers himself as an anti-social extrovert. He is 19 year old NEET and wastes his time looking at memes, watching anime and reading manga. He is a racist (E/N: rapist *cough cough*) to the core and will do anything to get on the nerves of others. We will get other information about him later on as the story progresses. He is also not the protagonist of this novel as I have said previously that communism is Supreme in such cases and so, everyone is a protagonist here.
Weed never had a problem in reading a story because he is into Manga a lot so he decided to give OEM a try. He searched for the places where he could read OEM and this was that moment where he got to know about the top dog in webnovel society. The corporate known and "QIDIAN". With some excitement and slight anticipation, (which is very rare by the way) he downloaded the application of Qidian and jumped straight away into the reading OEM. He kept reading and was so hooked that he eventually lost the track of time. After almost 5 hours of continuous reading, he finally closed the app because his stomach was not much happy and showed its discontent by a making a slight yet audible noise(he is hungry for fuck's sake). He got up and went outside his room to make some cup noodles for himself.
After pleasing his beloved belly, he started the app again, but instead of reading the novel, he decided to check other features of the app. He saw various novels of different genres, some novels even caught his attention and he added them into his reading list. He eventually stumbled upon the forum section and clicked on it. There he saw that a group of qidian was made on Facebook and anyone was welcome to submit their application to join it. 
Since Weed already had his Facebook account, he decided to fill the application to join the Facebook group since he did not had anything else to do. Along with the fact that he might get some good novel recommendations in that group. After that he continued reading OEM. After 13 days, his application was accepted and he was a member of the Facebook group of qidian.
Who knows what kind of adventures await him next. To find out, wait for the next chapter of "WHAT NEETs DO".
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Hey there everyone. Quiz time.
This time, the question is
The abbreviated form/full form of QIDIAN is?
Whack your brains and think hard.
Do you have the answer?
Well the answer is
Q- WE [☭] (it's a Chinese organization, what did you expect) 
I- steal
D- money from people 
I- and 
A- novels
N- from WW
THAT'S ALL FOLKS. See ya later

At past seven in the evening, Meng Fan left Kodansha with the first draft of a contract in his backpack. The contract naturally consisted of the collaboration contract Meng Fan had requested with Kodansha. 
Of course, the collective contract wasn't completely catered to Meng Fan's requests, as he had to back down on some of his requests just like Kodansha did with theirs. These requests had been used by Meng Fan originally with the intention of leaving room to bargain as well, so he was satisfied in the end as long as they passed his bottom line. 
Of course, Kodansha had some requirements of their own as well, but it was all within the limits of the contract, so Meng Fan happily accepted them. 
This included some very unfair clauses, like Kodansha having the power to terminate the manga and its serialization at any time.
In addition, aside from the animation copyrights going to Kodansha, all copyrights for "The Legend of the Mountains and Seas" within the region of Japan also belonged to Kodansha. 
If "The Legend of the Mountains and Seas" were to film a Japanese movie or TV series, Kodansha would be in charge. 
Meng Fan wanted the manga to be serialized in Japan. Aside from wholeheartedly wanting to penetrate the Japanese manga market with a Chinese manga — this was like how actors yearned for Hollywood, basketball players for the NBA, ping pong players gunning to get into Huaxia, and soccer players for the European Cup — but he also wanted to create a stepping stone by signing a contract. 
For a manga to become popular, it required a serialization platform. Regardless if it was a manga publishing house or an online platform, it had to continue producing volumes. Otherwise, nobody would know of it, and it will not gain popularity. 
Most of the mangas in Japan all went through these three publishing houses for serialization, publications, and art book publications. If Meng Fan wanted his manga to penetrate the Japanese industry, he couldn't avoid these three firms. 
Even if this contract was not successful, Meng Fan could still await his manga to gain popularity in the mainland before selling it independently in Japan. But he still had to go through one of these publishing houses. 
This was different in Huaxia, where he could randomly find any platform and serialize his manga, publish it at a private publishing house, and gain popularity by selling copies by himself. 
Of course, even if it was in the mainland, if Meng Fan didn't have the skills as a base, the publishing house would devour Meng Fan like they do with other exclusive manga artists, regardless which platform and publisher he chose. 
Because he had the skills to back it up, he was able to negotiate with Kodansha without any reluctance toward their policy. 
If he authorized part of the copyright to his manga through the cooperation agreement he signed with Kodansha, making websites and publishing houses unwilling to sign with him, then Meng Fan would deal with the consequences himself. 
Otherwise, Meng Fan still had to consider the market back home in Huaxia as he negotiated with Kodansha. 
This time, they had reached an agreement and drafted up a contract, but it hadn't been stamped yet. One, Meng Fan needed time to find a professional to look through the draft, and two, he wanted to visit Penguin Animations for some final negotiations. 
Regardless if Penguin Animation agreed or not, Goro Takahashi will still fly out to Huaxia afterward to find Meng Fan and sign the contract. 
If Penguin Animation Networks agreed to negotiate, and it went well, then they would have requests of their own too, which would require more negotiation and discussion. Ideally, all three parties would come out of this as winners if the situation allowed. 
Meng Fan politely rejected Goro Takahashi's dinner invitation with several other colleagues, saying he already had plans. He had plans indeed. His second sister, Meng Cailian, had scheduled a Michelin-grade dinner for him, and Meng Caiwei, his third sister, had been excited to join them and also invited her friend Shiyua.
But Meng Fan didn't reject Goro Takahashi's offer to drop him off. After he said his goodbyes, Meng Fan gave the driver an address and gave Yixin a call. 
"Legend of the Mountains and Seas" had to be serialized in the mainland, and he was set on choosing Penguin Animation Network as his serialization platform. First, Penguin Animation Network was the largest manga hosting platform in the country, and second, he was used to working with them and too lazy to switch. 
Yesterday, Meng Fan very shamelessly awarded himself with 100 million Penguin points, followed closely by 100 sponsorships by an equally shameless Ironfan. Not only did they manage to list "Legend of the Mountains and Seas," which didn't even have a description yet, into the best-selling list, it also created the highest sales record since Penguin Animation's creation. 
The entire industry was boiling, much more so the web platform. 
"Legend of the Mountains and Seas" could be said to have blown up before it was even aired. Nobody even knew what the content would be, yet its popularity could rival some very popular manga artists' lifetime of work. 
The directing board from Penguin Animation Network had constantly been asking Yixin for updates on the situation, which made Yixin want to cry. What the hell do I know, I want to know too! 
After seeing his phone ring with a call from Meng Fan, Yixin immediately picked up the receiver and listened to the voice coming from the other end. Immediately, his expression changed. Then, his scream of excitement could be heard throughout the entire office. 
"What? You signed with Kodansha?" 
"And it's a collaborative contract, too?" 
"You're really in Japan!" 
"And you somehow managed to give the copyrights for 'Legend of the Mountains and Seas' in Japan to Kodansha?" 
"While you still have the other copyrights?" 
"You want to sign it with Penguin Animation Network?" 
"So, it's a Sino-Japanese collaborative effort to update?" 
"Ha, ha! How did the negotiations go? You promise this is true!" 
"Holy cow, how did you do it!" 
"Sh*t, I'll go right away!" 
"Meng boss, please, please keep your phone line clear!" 
After hanging up, Yixin hurriedly burst toward the editor-in-chief's office, leaving the rest of the employees on this floor confused and stunned. 
What was going on? 
If they weren't mistaken, it sounds like "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" managed to obtain a serialization opportunity at Kodansha, and it was a collaborative contract, too! And Meng Fan still had most of the copyright to his name and was planning to sign with Penguin Animation Networks right now! 
What was Kodansha? What was a collaborative contract? What was a copyright? The editors knew all too well and knew what this would mean. 
However, they couldn't figure out how Meng Fan managed to pull this off! 
This kind of operation was a hundred times more shameless than giving yourself 100,000 Penguin coins! 
Meng Fan hung up the phone and chuckled. This Yixin senior was not a calm one. 
To be fair, though, neither was Meng Fan. 
Regardless, Meng Fan was very excited to have the opportunity to debut his manga on a national platform alongside the Japanese market. 
He tossed his phone back and forth between his hands before suddenly remembering to message Wu Tong. Wu Tong knew of Meng Fan's purpose in Japan, so he had to let her know the good news. 
"So, you ran out by yourself, didn't you?" Wu Tong responded very quickly. 
"..."
Meng Fan knocked on his brain. He'd forgotten about this.
Wu Tong quickly followed up. "(Smiley) Although I'm a little upset, still, congratulations. Come back soon. Before you come to me, go hang out with my Seventh Bro." 
"Yes, ma'am!" 
They chatted a few more before the car pulled into Ginza through the Chuo district and into the Tsukamoto Main building. Meng Fan departed the car and entered the basement floor. As he walked, the small narrow sushi shop appeared in his view at the end of the hallway. This was a famous sushi restaurant called "Sukiyabashi Jiro." It was the restaurant that Meng Fan's sisters had spent so much effort trying to reserve, and the place Meng Fan and Satomi Ishihara would be having their meal. 
At the door, Meng Fan paused and truthfully told Wu Tong. "Uhm, I planned this trip to Singapore and Japan a long time ago. My sister wants me to bring something for Satomi Ishihara, so we're going to grab dinner along the way. I'm outside the restaurant right now." 
He was honest but not dumb. He had to find an excuse… As for the blame, he could only put it on Meng Caiwei. 
"Oh, Satomi Ishihara? Go ahead. I'm not at the point of being jealous of someone thousands of kilometers away." 
Meng Fan saw this and immediately responded: "I promise, once I'm done, I'll immediately go to Seventh Bro!" 
Without mentioning if he was a fan meeting an idol, Wu Tong had only clarified she wasn't going to be jealous. Meng Fan could tell something was wrong. 
Before, she couldn't care less about him since they weren't dating, but it's definitely different now. With Meng Fan's charming aura, God knows who was the idol and who was the fan? Wu Tong wasn't blind after all. 
It didn't mean she didn't trust him or that she lacked confidence. It could only be described with the idiom, 'A small step to prevent an erroneous idea at the outset.' 
You can give a man his space, but they still had to be molded. 
When it came to this, Wu Tong wasn't just going to sit back and be some all encompassing buddha. 
After talking, Meng Fan entered the seemingly small sushi restaurant, which was actually very small indeed. The entire restaurant only had ten seats. 
But despite its small size, it was actually a three-star Michelin restaurant. The main chef, Jiro Ono, was known as the "God of Sushi." 
This shop required reservation at least one month in advance. Each session lasted 15 minutes, and the average consumption was 30,000 yen per customer. And, most average customers did not get to eat sushi crafted by the 'god' himself. 
As Meng Fan was brought to his seat, he was looking for Satomi Ishihara to arrive. However, a chef in uniform appeared in front of Meng Fan, taking him by surprise. 
"M-san!" 


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.

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.

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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.

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening. I hope all is well, dear readers. 

I wanted to take the time to sincerely thank every single one of you for supporting the novel up to this point. It has truly been an honor writing on this platform. Throughout my bitter life, never did I imagine I'd start writing and have people supporting me in the process. I cannot help but say I'm in debt for your undivided support. :')

As for the novel status, we are now past the half mark of Volume 1. Some may be curious as to how long I plan on making the series. I'd say 10 volumes minimum, each being at least 50,000 words (about 50 chapters on Webnovel).

Many may find this unexpected, but my goals for this story is beyond the ordinary. I plan to enter this work into Japan, which will lead to an eventual Manga + Anime adaptation. How do I plan on doing that exactly? Have no worry, I've done my research. Lots of research.

To simplify matters, the plan is to grow on English platforms such as Webnovel, Royal Road, Tapas, Moonquill and even Reddit if I'm lucky. If I attain a certain level of popularity and approval, that will be my beacon to hire a translator to get the book(s) into Japanese and enter them into one of their major web novel competitions online. Winners do get promoted in their magazine and at one point, will be elevated to get adaptations. Lots of anime (some poorly written ones as well) are attaining recognition from these competitions and are getting adaptations, especially in the past few years.

I have no doubt that this work can reach that level someday. Sure, I'm bound to fail, that goes without saying. That won't alter my goal in the slightest. I'm willing to do any and everything possible to make this happen. Even if it takes my entire life. Even if I don't earn a dime. Even if I must sacrifice the time with my friends and family. Even if I must continue to lose sleep. Even if my grades have to be discarded. Even if I have to quit my job. Even if I need to spend thousands of dollars more in investment... I will stay firm towards this goal. This has always been but a dream to me. I will no longer allow it to stay that way, rather, I will make it a reality.

Whew, I've said a lot it seems. Putting all of it aside, some kind souls might wonder: how will I be able to support this cause? 

It's a lot easier than you think, believe me. I have absolutely no intentions to ask money on a PayPal, nor to demand on a platform like Patre0n. I refuse to get this book contracted with locked chapters too, believe it or not. 

All I ask for is that on this platform followed by other websites in the future (will let everyone know once I start publishing elsewhere) that the following is done:

- Voting with powerstones daily
- Sharing this book in as many ways possible
- Staying connected with daily chapters
- Commenting, reviewing and suggesting

That's all I kindly request from everyone. The most important part is sharing the book. Whether it be on a group chat, a server, a friend in real life, a private message to someone you know or even a platform online such as Reddit etc. 

While the support has been phenomenal so far, I really could use more views and overall recognition – especially for the major goals I talked about! Every single viewer, share, collection, rating, review, vote and comment counts and brings us a step closer to the endgame. ^-^

Be a part of this great cause. Together, we can create a revolution. We will accomplish the unthinkable and prove the world wrong. It all lies within your support and love. 

That wraps up my message today. I apologize for taking your precious time like this. You don't have a clue how grateful I am for everything... :>

Look forward to the rest of volume 1, as the other main characters finally join the story soon! Do comment on how you feel about the story so far, I'd be delighted to know! Have a wonderful day, dear readers. <3

For someone who cursed their fate since childhood, Tamashiro Kurogane hopelessly lived most of his life as an orphaned, part time adventurer.

The most he would do is pick up a quest to sustain just enough to survive, since he had given up on his rather miserable life of misfortunes.

This daily routine of his takes a sudden, drastic turn when he discovers someone who may have ties with his beloved mother's killer. 

With his resolve making its rapid return, matters only escalate further after losing this individual and realizing that his mother's death is merely the tip of the iceberg.

So begins a new journey where Kurogane will learn his very purpose of existence, while painfully carrying his dreadful past along the way.

"Revenge only ever leads to revenge. At what point does it stop, and who do we blame?" 

~ Anonymous 
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***This Novel contains a fair share of dark, intense scenes that will have disturbing amounts of violence. The way this story is told isn't as rewarding to the main character as one would usually expect from your average fantasy, so be aware.***

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With that permanent contract signed, Rei was officially under the care of the System and Kraft who had been acting all hot headed resumed being nonchalant about the whole issue. With his expertise no longer needed, he decided to return to the Goblin World and check on the progress of his Night Foxes.
Meanwhile, Qiu Yue revealed to him that he was no longer in Japan but in China, shocking Rei. "But your …grasp of Japanese is terrific! How did we get here? Was I out for that long?" Rei exclaimed as Qiu Yue allowed him to exit the dimensional instance and see for himself.
Instead of their terrace house where the body bag lay outside of Kraft's room, they had been teleported to the Store's instance instead. Amura Rei was astonished by the vast difference and quality of the dimensional instance that he could hardly believe it was an instance.
There was also no doubt that Rei had indeed been teleported to a completely different place, considering that he was being surrounded by Chinese nationals. If he had his phone with him, it would be more believable, but the crowd and the atmosphere around him told him as much.
Qiu Yue escorted him out of the instance and told him that he was currently in the newly built Tree Mall of Shenzhen. "Wait, you mean THAT Tree Mall of Shenzhen that has been all over the news in the morning?"
Rei hurried to the lower floors and out of the mall, and the mangaka artist was still in awe. But he certainly confirmed that this was indeed the Tree Mall that was trending all over social media online.
This only helped him believe that they must have saved him from the Yakuzas. Despite the torture Rei had to endure just now in order to find out his origins, what they claimed might have an inkling of truth.
There were various rumours spreading like wildfire online about the landlord who created the Tree Mall within days after what could only be called a terrorist attack incited by the underworld gangs. Not only it had resolved it on his own, but all these rumours also portrayed him as nothing short of magical genius.
Perhaps, going back to the Mecha World was indeed possible with their help. "If the war hasn't broken out yet… Could my family still be around?" Rei thought to himself.
Thus, the mangaka artist returned back to the dimensional store instance with haste and found Qiu Yue again, who was waiting at the side of the island bar talking to Yun. "Let me introduce you. This is Yun, one of the co owners of the Dungeons and Pandas. She is like the Mothe- *cough* Big sister of all of us. You should always listen to her and not make her angry in any way."
"Qiu Yue, you told me that you may have a possible passage to the Mecha World, right?! If there really is a war, I want to know if my family members are still alive. If they are, I was hoping that we can bring them to this place instead." Rei asked with some anxiety in his voice.
"Sorry, I cannot help you with that aspect. We only have a way to go there, but we don't know where we will come out. With the threat of an impending war on the horizon, it's not really the ideal time to extract your family." Qiu Yue replied as she was drinking a cup of Bamboo juice.
"Besides, we haven't really gained anything from you so far, but empty promises."
"But didn't you tell me that you guys are willing to help me via the contract? According to your terms, you have to take my well being into account as well!" Rei countered as he took out the folded copy of his contract from his pocket.
"Please don't leave out the part inconvenient for you. At the very top, it reads; 'In return for his services.' You have not rendered any services as of yet. Nothing is barring me to aid you. If you want help, show us some results, then I will ask our Boss if we can try to fulfil your wish." Qiu Yue shrugged.
Rei knew she was right, he had nothing tangible at the moment, and it would take time to draw up the blueprints. In fact, he was the one who needed help more than ever. With the Yakuza chasing him, it would only be a matter of time until they catch him again and demand the loan interest. The longer he waited, the worse it would be for him.
And while he did not promise to use his upcoming movie as collateral, having the Yakuzas hounding at his back would definitely backfire in the final few months of preparations leading to the film release. The lie he used previously was just an excuse considering that he was aware that the movie needed more post production work before it could be pushed out.
What's more, it was supposed to be a secret project, teased to the masses that "something major" was to be shown at the 20th anniversary of the creation of his manga by the early spring next year.
Therefore, Rei could not use the movie's budget even if he wanted to since the studio solely needs the money.
"...Please, help me." Rei went down to his knees at the centre of the store instance, and everyone who was walking by was stunned by his sudden begging. Even Qiu Yue was shocked that Rei was willing to go to such lengths to kneel in front of her at such a public place.
"What the hell are you doing. Get up." Qiu Yue ordered quickly. Her body language indicated that she did not want to be involved in this particular sighting.
"Please, I just need your help to get my family to safety. That's all. After that, I will spend all my time on the blueprints!" Rei begged loudly (in Japanese), but before he could say anymore, Yun walked to him and slapped him.
"If you have the balls and time to beg, you should take the matter into your own hands and do something about your current situation." Yun then pulled him up and threw him through another portal. As the mangaka artist had already been contracted with the System, the System was able to pull up the coordinates of his house and teleported him there instead.
When Yun threw Rei back at his place, she threw two metal suitcases from her storage ring after him as well. "Get your life in order here before we can talk about getting your family. Do what you need to do before coming to find us." She then flicked a business card at Rei before closing the portal. "And you better hurry, my interest rate is 10 times higher than those Yakuza loan sharks."
Rei held on to the side of his face, which was burning with pain as he saw the name card and noticed that it was the number to call the Dungeons and Pandas. He then opened the suitcase only to find millions of yen stashed inside.
There, he quickly counted a stack and estimated the amount of money within the two suitcases to be sufficient to repay his loan interest and the remaining loan he had incurred.
Rei realised that this had to be an advance payment for the blueprints and what Yun was telling him to do was to hurry up with the blueprints if he wished to save his family too.
There and then, Rei turned to the direction where the portal was closed and prostrated in gratefulness. "I promise to get it done as soon as possible."


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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On the morning of the third day, Kimura Kazuki received the call from Ryo Otake just as he woke up.
"Kimura-Kun, I've already prepared the identity that you requested."
"Forward the identity's information to my mobile phone." Kimura Kazuki had already finished washing up by now, and as he answered the call, he asked directly, "Do I need to go on a date with someone?"
"No, you don't need to." Ryo Otake laughed, "The identity provided for you is a mangaka. I even looked for my friend from a manga company to look for an editor for you to make it more believable. At noon, she'll even go and urge you for your submissions. You have a total of seven boyfriends, but you'll only need to communicate online." According to Kimura Kazuki, the wraith was able to take action on the internet. Therefore, as long as the wraith saw these messages online, it would be enough to attract its attention.
Kimura Kazuki went over it in his head, then he said, "Ask the editor to meet me at Weier Apartment on Weier Road." and proceeded to give the address to him. The place at Weier Apartment was given to him by the Ito family, but he'd never been there before. Now that he was required to disguise himself as a lady, it was evidently not suitable for him to stay in such a small room.
Most of the ladies that were killed by Natsuna Yamanaka were beautiful. However, he did not know whether she despised the wealthy or not, but he would not let go of any opportunity that could lure her out.
Being such a rich and pretty lady with seven boyfriends at a single time, he would be flabbergasted if Natsuna Yamanaka did not show up.
Ryo Otake was not surprised when he heard Kimura Kazuki's words. After all, Kimura Kazuki was a rather powerful and extraordinary man. It was only normal for him to be able to stay in Weier Apartment. However, if the case was solved, what reward should he give to him? Ryo Otake was lost in thought.
After getting off the call with Ryo Otake, Kimura Kazuki's mobile phone received an email from Ryo Otake.
Kimura Kazuki understood its overall content after a brief glance through the email. The name of the lady that would be his newfound identity was Kimura Kazuko with Qingqiu as her pseudonym, and she was a senior mangaka. The Japanese word for a manga artist. However, her manga was not famous, and in fact, it was the exact opposite of famous, it was a complete flop.
There was something about it... Kimura Kazuki felt as though the name was somewhat familiar as if someone had called out this name at an event previously.
Looking through the message again, Kimura Kazuki came to his study table and browsed the web. Surprisingly, he actually found mangas under the name of Qingqiu on the Internet. It seemed like Ryo Otake had prepared everything very well. He was asked in the email to pick up the 'belongings' of Kimura Kazuko, including her mobile phone, debit cards, and driving license, amongst others.
Checking the time, Kimura Kazuki stood in front of the mirror in his bathroom. He sighed. He had not anticipated that he would one day get the chance to use this spell.
The 'Mask of a Thousand Changes' spell was taught to him by the Tenko Princess from the Kyubiko tribe.
During the recuperation of reiki, human beings had been nourished by reiki, and it was the same for the animals. Since then, the existence of a class of creatures called 'Yokai' from all over the world had been established. These creatures were similar to the supernatural creatures mentioned in myths and legends.
Yokai were more commonly found in Huaxia.
The person that he had taken care of was a Tenko from the Kyubiko tribe called Amei Yanagi, and she was in a position of royalty. She was almost assassinated because she had been touring in the capital. During the period that she was injured, Kimura Kazuki was assigned by the Spiritual Academy to take care of her.
At the time, he could not make heads or tails of why he had been chosen for such a task. However, after meeting this Tenko Princess, he finally understood the situation.
The Tenkos from the Kyubiko tribe had the natural ability to charm others, and those without a firm and steady mind would be charmed easily. In the Spiritual Academy, Kimura Kazuki was commonly known for his woodenness, his blurriness, and his cold behavior. Moreover, those who disliked him had secretly given him the nickname of the 'Stone Man.'
Kimura Kazuki did not care about such things, but he had not expected that such a critique would be the cause of him being assigned to this task. He had been somewhat speechless at the time.
The task had been completed by Kimura Kazuki perfectly because it wasn't tough to take care of Amei Yanagi. Kimura Kazuki only needed to play the role of a caretaker for Amei Yanagi, chat with her, tell the kitchen staff to prepare food suitable for her and other menial jobs of the sort.
Before Amei Yanagi left, she had taught Kimura Kazuki the spell of the 'Mask of a Thousand Changes' that she had personally created. The spell was the reason why she had left the territory of the Kyubiko.
The 'Mask of a Thousand Changes' was a powerful Face Value Spell.
The so-called Face Value Spell was a type of spell that had been developed by some ladies after the recuperation of reiki.
After being able to practice by themselves, many ladies had started off not by seeing how strong they were but were instead concerned with whether or not cultivation would make them more beautiful and elegant. Thus, the Face Value Spell was born.
As Kimura Kazuki thought, he stopped in front of the mirror, concentrating the reiki within his sea of reiki toward his face. The next instant, Kimura Kazuki hissed in pain as his face began hurting and twitching. He cursed Amei Yanagi internally for not telling him about the side effects of the spell when she taught it to him. When he had been taking care of Amei Yanagi, she was a person who had been extremely afraid of pain.
Unless Amei Yanagi did not experience such pain when she used this spell?
Although his face was throbbing in pain, Kimura Kazuki did not stop and continued to pinch his face. As he observed himself in the mirror, it was apparent that his face had begun to change subtly following the flow of reiki across his face.
At this moment, Kimura Kazuki's face, which was cold and stiff, gradually softened to a gentler facial structure. His sharp eyes turned clearer and softer following the changes to his eye sockets. At the same time, his thin, pursed lips slowly transformed to become fuller and smaller cherry lips.
The process of face pinching lasted for a few hours. Kimura Kazuki observed his face in the mirror and could not help but smile at the lady in the mirror with her cold face and fair skin but somewhat flirty eyebrows. Her smile was absolutely unique and stunning.
If Amei Yanagi had time-traveled too, she would most probably have given Kimura Kazuki a good scolding. Going so far as to change his face to become hers was him looking for a death wish!
The reason Kimura Kazuki had decided to use the face of Amei Yanagi was because his pseudonym was Qingqiu from the information given by Ryo Otake, and the Kyubiko tribe had lived on Qingqiu Mountain.
"Not too bad," muttered Kimura Kazuki while touching his face. However, the male voice that sounded from the feminine face was totally repulsing.
After some thought, Kimura Kazuki continued, "Natsuna Yamanaka should be attracted by this face." His soft voice echoed with the sweetest whispers, every single one of his words oozing in threads of flirtatiousness. Although it was soft, it seemed to penetrate into one's very bones, so charming and seductive that it was unforgettable.
Since he had already used her face, he would not let go of her voice too.
Kimura Kazuki was now the exact replica of Amei Yanagi. Of course, since the recuperation of reiki had not occurred, there was probably no Tenko Princess called Amei Yanagi in the world.
As to why he was able to change his voice, it was because he had once read a book called 'The Ten Thousand Usages Of Voices' in the library of the Spiritual Academy when he was bored. Initially, he had read it merely to increase his knowledge, but little did he know that he would be using it one day.
Taking a look at the time, Kimura Kazuki saw that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon now. It was about time that he went to the police station to pick up his personal documents. Just as he was about to pack up and leave, his mobile phone rang. It was a call from Chiba Shiori.
"Hello Kazuki, it's almost time for the 'Vision Spell' today."
"I'm on my way now."
"Who are you?"
Chiba Shiori was dumbfounded when she heard the voice. Why was a woman answering the call? Moreover, the voice was really melodic. Even as a girl, she was attracted to the voice.


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

The news about Yoshihiro Togashi was kidnapped by a fan, and forced to draw Hunter X Hunter began to spread fast on the internet in China. In terms of the "leaked" original copies, no matter the art style or the storyline were very similar to Yoshihiro Togashi's. The only difference was the unmatchable speed. One chapter a day, it was truly insane.

The rumor was of course fake. Many people only treated it as a fun topic. No one truly believed that this kind of ridiculous thing would really happen, not to mention that the kidnapper was Chinese.

The only question was the source of this copy.

After continuously releasing 5 chapters, no one questioned the quality of copies anymore. Because even the die-hard fans would no be able to find any traces of intimation, and there was no way that Yoshihiro Togashi, who was infamous for being lazy would have this kind of speed.

Or maybe they were really the chapters that Yoshihiro Togashi had saved, and then they were stolen? If that was the case, then it was going to be a big problem. However, no one had heard anything from Yoshihiro Togashi.

Suppose those were not Yoshihiro Togashi's original copy, then there was someone that could compete with him in China! And he used his skill to deceive all Chinese Hunter fans!

But this was even more ridiculous than kidnapping Yoshihiro Togashi!

However, what made everyone frustrated was that the original poster - the imprisoned Taoist never replied any other fan's questions once. Apart from releasing the chapters on time every day early morning, he never said anything else.

The mysterious poster and the mysterious chapters, more and more people began to join the discussion guessing who OP was.

The second time, that the post blew up, was after someone reposted the chapters to the Japanese anime forums. It was first caused a huge stir amongst Japanese anime fans. They almost thought that Yoshihiro Togashi had run to China to draw the new chapters only for Chinese people. However, that was not possible at all. But the quality of those chapters was undoubtedly good. So soon, they began to question whether the chapters were really stolen from the original artist.

They even began to accuse Chinese people of shamelessly stealing the Japanese manga.

It even got to an extent that it alerted the publisher of <Hunter X Hunter>. However, after checking the reposted chapters, even the editor also couldn't tell if it was fake or not. Only until the editor spoke to Yoshihiro Togashi, was he told that he indeed kept some chapters, but there were only two chapters and half of a chapter.

However, someone already released 10 chapters on the internet.

...

Yoshihiro Togashi had also looked at the chapters that were posted online. Even he himself also found those chapters inexplicable familiar.

Although the details were slightly different, the main storyline was almost the same as he had planned. It was as if there was another him on the internet. It was truly a bizarre feeling. He was curious about who the artist was, and he wondered, that it would definitely be a fun experience if he could work with the person who published those chapters.

The editor eventually had no choice but to post a message on the social media sites, stating that after confirming with Yoshihiro Togashi, the chapters that were released online were only the fanmade contents.

After this information was released on the internet, the original post blew up once again. No one expected that the imprisoned Taoist was really a mischievous person. Clearly, he had the skill of copying others work, but he had to use the clickbait titles to deceive everyone. Because of him, the fans from both countries ended up fighting each other over the internet.

Since the original post blew up once again, the imprisoned Taoist's fans began to grow rapidly. However, he still didn't reply to anyone.

......

In Luhua Village, there was a young man, who was currently fishing on the edge of a small river. He was the imprisoned Taoist, that very Hunter fans on the internet were trying to witch hunt.

The bucket next to him was empty. Meaning that the young man was an amateur. But the fishing rod was very pretty. Its paintwork was elegant, the craftsmanship was quaint. With the dragon carved on it and the phoenix painted on it, the fishing rod was supposed to be the display of a fine craftsmanship, not a tool that amateur used for fishing.

Fan Li's Maplewood Fishing Rod, Hooked Probability (10%), 15% chance of triggering the passive skill - Stun (Duration: 3 seconds).

The fishing rod was not bad, however, Zhou Yu's skill was terrible. In order to catch 20 Boing Boing Fish that the carpenter beaver had specifically asked, he had already come to the river, fishing, three days in a row. The bucket was indeed empty, everyone who had come to see what he was doing all shook their heads. But in the Eyes Of ACG World, there were still some strange fish in the bucket.

Star-print fish, Unicornfish, Leopard-print river starfish...

God knows how many fish species existed in this river. The number of fish was also extremely shocking. As long as he threw the hook, he would attract a fish within a minute.

The reason why he didn't catch many was, that it was very easy to hook a fish, however, it was very difficult to reel in the fish. Once the fish was hooked, a long progress bar would appear before his eyes. Within the progress bar, there was an icon of a fish that was swimming in a random pattern inside, the end of the progress bar was a section that had a red fishing float.

If his left hand grabbed the fishing rod tightly, the fishing float would float towards the left, if his right hand grabbed it tightly, it would then float towards the right. Depending on how hard he grabbed the fishing rod, the moving speed of fishing float would also change. Only when he was able to control the fish within the range of the fishing float, would the progress bar start to move, and only when the progress bar was completed, then the fish would be caught. However, if the fish left the fishing float's range, the progress bar would move backward, and if the entire progress bar was empty, then the fish would break free.  

The rarer the fish was, the shorter the section of the fishing float was and the faster the icon of the fish moved. What the most frustrating part was, that the speed of the progress bar moving backward was a lot faster than the speed of the progress bar moving forward. He often encountered the situation where the progress bar was almost completed, but the fish suddenly started to struggle. Because it happened all of sudden, it made him forget how to balance the fishing float properly, and the progress bar would be emptied within two or three seconds.

It felt like playing the Will controller. However, he still was not happy with his balance control, and he still had not found any tricks that could help him to improve it. The reason why he had some in his bucket was because of the skill - Stun.

With the three seconds stun, and if he could seize the opportunity, the chance of catching one was very high.

In terms of the use of the fish from the ACG World, of course, they were used for exchanging the money.

At the moment, the fish that he was able to catch were all Level-one fish. He could exchange them from the Old Dragon King, and the current price was one Moe Coin for each fish. If he did not want to sell them, they could be processed into Pixel Points, the higher level the fish was, the more Pixel Points they had. However, currently, he did not have any Pixel Factory, so he had to sell them to the Old Dragon King.

He could collect 50 fishing baits each time from the fishing bait Re-spawning point, and the same as the flower fertilizer Re-spawning point, it would be refreshed 3 times a day. But even if he used up the baits, he could only catch about 30 fish. This income was simply even more miserable than writing online novels on some sites. (Qidian)

Because he needed to leave his house recently, it was inevitable for him to get to know some people. The youngest grandson of the old village chief Zhou Hao was one of them. It was very hot during the summer, so those naughty kids often like to go swimming. However, without anyone watching them, they were often chased away by adults. Now that there was an adult - Zhou Yu sitting next to the river, they could play with the water without any concerns.

Therefore, whenever Zhou Yu arrived at the riverside, many kids would quickly take off their cloth and jump into the river one by one. Some brave kids also liked to climb up to the branch of the banyan that was next to the river and jumped into the river from the tree branch. It was very noisy!

To those kids, "elder brother Yu" was a very strange person. He was never annoyed by their noisy activities in the river when he was fishing. Clearly, he could not even catch a fish every time. But he was not angry. Moreover, he always sat on the same spot for an hour, never even considered of moving his position. However, he did not seem to have any patience at all. Once in a few minutes time, he would pull up the fishing rod to check the hook. This was not uncle Qing's fish farm, no a single fish would be that dumb to bite any bait they saw. Besides, it was not going to be that fast as well.

It was truly a waste of having such a pretty fishing rod.

Living by the river, the people here more or less knew about fishing. Those kids also had seen many fishing rods before. However, they had never seen anyone that had a fishing rod that was prettier than elder brother Yu's fishing rod.

"Time's up, get out of the river. Little Rat, I am talking about you. Why are you diving down? Are you planning to catch any fish?"

Having used up all his bait today, Zhou Yu was finally able to catch all 20 Boing Boing fish, that the beaver had asked. As he stood up satisfactorily from the ground while patting off the dust from his trousers, he shouted toward those kids that were still playing in the river,

Looking at the empty bucket after being called back, Zhou Hao, whose nickname was Little Rat laughed, "elder brother Yu, you are very bad at fishing, you did not catch anything again. How about let me teach you someday? Not that I want to brag about myself or anything, my fishing skill is the best in our village, no one can compete with me! "

"Get lost!"

Zhou Yu, a reclusive otaku, who did not like to go out of his house, was one day forced out of his house by a series of unexpected events.

This story is not made by me but I am transporting it here so people so could this Author amazing work.

'These things..I'm sure they are considered expensive in total value..I have to be one of the best in top 3 as payment for gratitude and thanks.' Looking at the box of [L96 Sniper Rifle] airsoft replica, then to the box of black colored [L96 Sniper Rifle] harmless to anyone' target shooting replica, then to the last one I have in my room with rest of others being cleaned and stowed by my parents, the box of [Philippine Marine Scout Sniper Rifle] airsoft replica, all of these three placed carefully each one another in my room, I thought of what happened last night while laying down in my bed, looking at the ceiling fan.
'That's right, it's the only way. I can't be ungrateful now to my family and fail them.' Last night, I never expected that I received many gifts from my family and family friends.
The first gift I opened, sent by Uncle Emmanuel from Bristol, was an airsoft replica of the L96 Sniper Rifle, the real one formerly used by the British Army. The airsoft gun itself, like all airsoft guns according to Dad, was similar to its 'real steel' counterpart in that it needed a marking to state it's an "airsoft gun".
The second gift sent by Grandfather Noah himself, a harmless [L96 Sniper Rifle] target shooting replica, was what would I expect for part of my childhood because I truly intend to take up shooting sports as one of my hobbies. The gun itself is compatible with any computerized-type targets which makes me somehow glad I tried shooting yesterday.
The third gift sent by Granduncle Feli from the Philippines, the [Philippine Marine Scout Sniper Rifle] airsoft replica, was confusing me for me at first because I had an airsoft gun in the form of an L96 Precision Rifle. But through Granduncle Ferdi's explanation using his experience as a former soldier, I learned it's a semi auto like its real counterpart and different kinds of action mechanisms for firearms today when I borrowed Mom's laptop earlier after breakfast.
According to him, the MSSR itself was based on the [M16A1] with modifications on it and used by the Philippine Marines and others back in the day. It was effective in jungle combat and thought of buying me the airsoft replica, that's what he said.
Jungle combat using a designated marksman rifle? Sounds fun and scary for me.
The fourth gift sent by Mom and Dad, however, was the real deal and needs to be treated as an actual firearm. It's a custom air precision rifle fitted with a bipod and scope.
The gift itself, from my view point, was not really normal for my age but sort of enough for starters to target shooting.
So I requested Dad to store it for safekeeping and only give it to me when shooting targets together or training me in marksmanship and unexpected stuff I don't know.
At least it's safe in the right hands for the time being until I know things enough.
Out of all the gifts besides the four guns, a gift from Grandfather Juan who hailed from the Philippines, was a washable multi use scarf that can double as half face mask, full face balaclava and others. The material of it was excellent for protection and filter against things like dust, petals, etc. That thing itself was really very durable that it'll grow with me alongside the L96 harmless target shooting replica.
Besides the multi use scarf, there's also 5 pieces of washable black face mask like the ones used by doctors all over the world. It's made of the same material of the multi use face mask.
The rest of the gifts from others, on the other hand, were all clothing which I would say thanks and accept them all in the video recording of me earlier then sent and uploaded by Mom.
All of those gifts I opened and received, I'm very thankful.
The way I am, I should at least understand people's circumstances and not be those ill-hearted tax-avoiding baddies because of my low-key family's not-well known background and connections.
The first manga I finished reading showed a bit of humility and humbleness of the MC millionaire genius playboy when he got kidnapped by terrorists and showed him a harsh reality of his weapons being used by terror groups against other countries
For me, I learned that I should not be like that MC should my family background become public which luckily wasn't.
Knock! Knock!
From my room's door, I suddenly heard a knock.
"Come in."
'Dad.' I thought, seeing who it was coming to my room.
Sitting beside me, Dad smiled a bit. "Hey bud, are you ready for your first morning jog?"
"Yes, I am Dad!"
That's right, today's the first day of exercise ..the aerobic thingy(?). I had no idea what's the reason behind it but I assumed it's all for health since jogging was a kind of exercise.
"Great!" exclaimed Dad, "Your Grandfather Noah will be joining us. Also put this on after we're done cleaning from jogging."
'At least it's not a shiba inu mask .' Giving me the mask present to show me what Dad meant, I nodded and gave it back to him which in turn he put in one of the chest drawers in my room where my gloves and scarves were at.
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[Lionswill], was a region in the words of Grandfather Feli, "an ideal international community of peaceful coexistence of various cultures all over the world". The place itself has everything you want and need.
If you want to buy a Japanese product like manga, anime or anything from Japan, [Lionswill] has things you need including learning the language itself.
If you want to try out a different style of archery or whatever you want to learn and experience, [Lionswill]'s the place.
If you want food or memories from your home country, [Lionswill] got you covered.
It was this region's uniqueness alone that stood out if not all in the UK.
'So tiring..this first time 30 minute jog....'
My minutes of jogging...I must survive to continue the exercise in the following years.
"Here you go, Caesar." said Grandfather Noah when he saw me then gave me a bottle of water from his bag.
"Thank you, grandfather." I said, thanking him.
The exercise at least was worth it because of our small exploring [Lionswill] itself for my viewing and familiarizing along the way.
Thanks to water, I was able to recover from such activity..
Seeing a statue meters away, I noticed that one of these four human-shaped figures wore what appeared to be a coat and gloves.
I was unable to figure out what these were because of the rear view of it.
'And...now I'm curious about that monument of all things I've seen besides establishments here.'  Having decided to fill out my knowledge and curiosity, I decided to ask Grandfather Noah a question, "Excuse me Gramps, what's that monument over there?"
Looking at where I'm pointing at, Grandfather Noah looked sad as he answered, "That monument there is dedicated to all doctors, nurses, other medical professions and others who fought and died against the pandemic. During that time, some groups were stubborn, ignorant and hard-headed against their government who were trying to protect them. It was a sad sight really..but there's more to it...I'll tell you about once you are old enough Caesar."
'"More to it?", What does he mean by that?' Before I could do anything, Dad called my attention while Grandfather Noah took away my water bottle back to his bag.
"Caesar." said Dad, "if we go ahead of that monument facing at, we can find [Lionswill Train Station] there."
'Train? Isn't that training, improving to produce a better result of the same action with adjustments?' I thought, confused at the familiar word mixed up with Lionswell.
While I'm at it, I snapped out when I heard a chuckle from Dad and Grandfather Noah.
"Caesar," Dad explained, "the train I am talking about is a form of land transportation, not the other meaning. Think of your Nihongo lessons except having the same spelling but different meaning."
'Dad, you don't have to remind me of that.' I jokingly thought when he mentioned my Japanese language lessons, filled with some episodes of confusion of characters used that give out different meanings during my first day of it.
"It's like that Caesar." Grandfather Noah added as he looked at the monument's direction as he asked me a question. "Right, speaking of trains, you remember your school, [Ashton]?"
"Yes, Grandfather. " I replied, recalling how big the school was when I studied there.
Ashton itself was an international academic city that has various districts that can be accessed by trains only including the campuses. My mother, Theresa MacMillan, she's an alumni there.
"Here's a thing - Caesar, before you were born, we have plans for your future." said Grandfather Noah as he gestured to me to sit on the nearby bench. "I know you are smart and mature enough for your age because you told me to keep your gun to your father for safekeeping and things. But the truth is..our plans for you...it's for your own good."
Concerned and surprised, I asked a question. "And that is?"
Suddenly, Grandfather Noah and Dad looked at each other and nodded.
"The books you read, your tutors, and the online questionnaires you aced, have you at least noticed something off about it?" asked Dad.
"Maybe," I replied. "I know acquiring and learning knowledge is taken seriously. But what's connected to it, Dad?"
"That, son is.."
As Dad started to speak, he mentioned the talk with Grandfather Feli and the relation to the [Blue Crescent Group] of the role I am about to play when [Happy Musang] was established 10 years ago.
The questionnaire and online tests I answered, he said, were part of the input of my student profile as a student of [Ashton International School and Colleges] with the fact, unknown to me, it's for upper levels including various books I read.
'Why can't my childhood and school life at least be normal once then? I want to have at least friends and acquaintances around my age.' I thought sadly about the fact I'm skipping grades because of it.
I'm aware parents must have access to their child's student profile online of their school nowadays after the so-called pandemic.
But what they did to me, they should have at least talked to me first before they prepared me for Ashton two years ago.
While their intentions were okay, it felt a bit wrong.
"Caesar, don't take it wrong. We were surprised too when we first saw the results."
'They did?' I thought, trying to look away.
"We plan to give you at least a normal life while you're at it, Caesar." said Grandfather Noah. "Everything's arranged to give you socializing."
"Grandfather, how would that work then?" I asked. "What I only fear is people not seeing me, Caesar MacMillan, and pressure...you know."
"Our family's connections got it covered." confidently replied Dad. "As long as you show them who you are, Caesar, as the person, they'll think twice. "
'Even I have doubts of showing to people I am Caesar the individual, hating someone of my own blood is not okay..' I thought before giving them my consent, "Okay, I'll forgive you for keeping this a secret from me. But with the following conditions: 1) If you were to give me a younger sibling or not in the future, I want him/her to have a normal life without pressure of possible me being..you know in the future. I still want him/her to have a bond with him through our shared hobbies."
"Okay..if you were to have a younger sibling in the future that is." Dad said, looking embarrassed while Grandfather Noah almost laughed at Dad.
'What's with him? I know Dad's ex-RM. But really?' I thought with a sweatdrop, before adding another of my conditions. "2) Train me in the ways and exercise of sniper and other military things you were trained with except the demolition-"
"But why?"
"Dad, I heard about virtual reality stuff from the internet lately." I said with a knowing smile, "I know the reported full dive VRMMOs were not successful because of health issues and others. But I want to have at least fun and competition with a full dive VR game that is considered safe."
"If you say so, son," said Dad with understanding.
"Also kindly involve Grandfather Noah and Granduncle Ferdi for training and conditioning me because of my next demand which I consider my dream - make me join the Royal Marines with a sniper skill set once I reach 15 years and 9 months."
"Hold a minute, Caesar." said Dad as he turned serious. "Why would you want to join RM? Do you know how hard it is, the training? While the world right now is at peace, I worry about your future."
"I am aware of the things concerning it, Dad. " I replied with determination. "Besides, Mom agreed with it. But I'll not be in the active unit longer because I plan to finish college with switching to reservist there. Also, just because I am currently 6 right now does not mean I will change my mind."
"Alright," said Grandfather Noah as he smiled at me and ruffled my hair. "You're just like your great grandfather when he was alive. Brave, determined and gets the job done."
'Is that so? ' I thought. "Also, if I were to take part in shooting competitions someday including the military stuff, I want to have my face anonymous with my own custom mask because I don't like unwanted attention."
"Why though?" asked Dad as he started to smile. "Do you intend to become your favorite video game character's real life counterpart?"
"No," I replied with an embarrassed expression present at the mention of my favorite video game character. "I am only making sure of everyone's safety and mine. Also. the mask I'll be wearing for competitions and my normal life will be separate from 'that'."
"That..makes sense. Okay." said Dad as he hugged me much to my surprise. "As for what we revealed to you today, Caesar, we are very sorry about it."
"Yeah, we didn't mean to. I hope you can forgive us for doing that to you. We promise, it won't happen in the future again.'"
'At at the end of day, family is family...they should at least become better than their previous selves.' I thought, before smiling a bit, "Okay, I forgive anyone involved. I only ask to replace the damage with my conditions and a request - better bonds."
Dad and Grandfather Noah nodded.
'We've been sitting so long on the bench. It's time to go back now.' "Let's go home. By the way, Dad, you're a certified firearms instructor, are you?"
"I am." replied Dad as he asked me a question, "Why?"
 
Before going ahead of them, I let out a knowing smile directed at Dad and Grandfather Noah. "Oh, nothing. I remembered some person from the Philippines at my age, started Practical shooting."

One-shot, one kill. These words are associated with trained snipers all over the world. 

In fact, I am one of them and the training I had since childhood made me who I am as a sniper when I first tried to shoot a safe gun designed for target shooting for people all the ages at the age of 6.

The interesting game, Infinite Dendrogram? I am one too there, they don't even know my face because of that mask I wore. 

Unlike the 'inferior' quality snipers in that game who failed to take down a moving target, I showed them what a real one or in the words of gamers, a pro, can do.

Seriously though, at one time in my Infinite Dendrogram life around the time I started playing, there's this group who asked me such a question of why I am able to grasped it and what's the secret.

I teasingly gave them a reply: "Family tradition dating back to American Revolutionary War, all thanks to my ancestor who recreated what became known as sniping to this date. Now, now, everything's classified if you ask what kind of training I've been through. "

TL: Official schedule will be 12 a week. 


「 Suzuki walked through the forest and thought, 'I was really lucky.'

Suzuki trembled as he recalled what happened. A girl who manipulated monsters and wielded the dagger with great skill. Suzuki couldn't forget how Murakami died with one blow.

'South Korea is scary. A child is already at that level.'

She was just a kid so Suzuki couldn't guess how skilled the man near him was. The man was wearing a pure white coat and held a white sword. There wasn't anything special about him apart from the colour of his coat but he was a life saver to Suzuki. "Thank you very much. I would've died if you hadn't been here."

"It was nothing."

"I was honestly impressed. I didn't expect to get help from a Korean person."

"It was natural to help." The man in the white coat was modest.

Above all, Suzuki liked that the man was good at Japanese. It was obviously a skill but having the Japanese Interpreter skill was a sign that he liked Japanese culture.

Suzuki asked, "Ah, I don't know your name yet. Can I get your name? I am Suzuki Tatsuya."

"My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja."

"Kimu Dojega?"

"...Kim Dokja."

"Hoh." Kim Dojega. Wasn't it a good name? Suzuki liked this Korean name. "By the way, did you see the child? She killed my colleague..."

"Unfortunately, I missed her."

"Sigh... I see."

Suzuki didn't know if this was true or not. It couldn't be helped even if it wasn't true. In any case, this person was South Korean. It wasn't strange for him to hide the child or pretend he didn't see the child.

Still, it was disappointing. Suzuki would've been able to get revenge very easily if he caught the child. As part of the third group from Japan, he already knew about the 'small person transformation' hidden piece of the sixth scenario.

He stated, "You saved me so you must've witnessed the small person transformation."

"If you're talking about how she became smaller, I naturally saw it."

"Then the story will be quick. We are from different countries but we don't have to fight each other in this scenario. Our enemies are the small people, not humans."

"I know. That's why I saved Suzuki." Fortunately, the Korean man in front of him seemed to agree. Kim Dojega said,  "By the way, the Japanese side knows many things."

"Yes. We progressed quickly through our scenario and there were similar cases among the previous players."

"It was similar?"

"There were a few cases where a human turned into a small person."

"What happened to them?"

"Most of them are dead. Only one person is still alive."

Kim Dojega heard this and seemed to think of something. It was hard to know what the Korean was thinking. The slightly nervous Suzuki opened his mouth. "This is just a reminder but I don't hate South Korea."

"...Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"Don't Koreans think that Japan hates Korea?"

It was said by the prime minister, who was part of Japan's first group. Of course, it was just a nickname and he wasn't the real prime minister.

-South Koreans have a strong nationalist sentiment. They will dislike anyone who badmouths their country.

Suzuki disliked the prime minister but never received any damages from listening to his words.

"Kim-san. I also like Kim Ahyeon and Park Sungji."

"..."

"Autumn Sonata is also very interesting. My mother liked it."

Always mention Kim Ahyeon, Park Sungji and Autumn Sonata when meeting a Korean. This was the prime minister's advice.

"I love Japanese manga."

"A-Ah. It is like this." The prime minister was apparently right. Suzuki asked excitedly, "What manga do you like?"

"It is hard for me to pick one. I don't know if I can keep reading now."

"...Certainly, it is a bit unfortunate. I waited for the manga every week but I don't even know if the mangaka is alive."

It was bitter thinking of such things. Suzuki also liked these things. Manga was one of them.

"It is because everything has changed." 」

-Ahjussi.

Shin Yoosung's voice broke the immersion. I was in the process of using Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 so I couldn't answer Shin Yoosung immediately.

[The exclusive skill, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 has ended.]

[Your understanding of the character 'Suzuki Tatsuya' has increased dramatically.]

Immersing myself in the character made it easier to understand them. It was smooth because he had a shallow personality. My focus wasn't high because I was conscious but it wasn't hard to read what Suzuki was thinking.

-Ahjussi?

-Sorry, I was busy practicing a skill.

The small Shin Yoosung was currently in my pocket. Shin Yoosung spoke to me through a direct connection because of our sponsor contract.

...It was a bit surprising. I could tell what she was asking without thinking.

I watched Suzuki Tatsuya who was still telling his story. Suzuki appeared as a passing character in Ways of Survival. The world was described from his point of view for a smooth storytelling but he could only get a few pages in Ways of Survival. Still, most ordinary lives could be summed up in a few chapters.

-I don't understand. Such an ordinary person, how can he do such cruel things...

Shin Yoosung couldn't understand because of the foreign language but she caught the gist of the conversation. I couldn't help noticing her agitation.

"I mean, Kim-san..."

The talking Suzuki seemed like an ordinary university student. He was an ordinary youth who took great joy in talking to others and could be found anywhere in the world. I told her.

-I saw it a lot in South Korea. An ordinary person killing the person next to him to survive.

-At the time, it couldn't be helped because of the scenario.

-It is the same now. That person is doing it because of the scenario.

-It is just an excuse. He won't die even if he fails...!

-Don't think about it this way. 

I asked her. 

-If the dead small people were in our position right now, would the situation be different? 

-I don't think Suzuki is evil. However, I'm not saying he is good either.

-The original evil is ordinary. We are ordinary people but we seem like the most terrible disaster.

-Then he isn't a bad person?

-No, every human is a disaster for each other.

I deliberately exaggerated things. If I didn't say this, Shin Yoosung might not be able to escape from the guilt of killing a person. She asked, -Then will I become a disaster in the future?

-Don't worry. I'll stop it from happening.

There was something buzzing in my ears and insects were flying around me. Suzuki was annoyed as he continued the story.

"The insects here are still the same size. Aren't they disasters to the small people?"

"That's right."

There was no way. In this small world, insects couldn't be the same size as Earth.

-Yoosung. Do you understand what they are saying?

The species that could be tamed by Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung were different but it was possible to understand the language of other species through Diverse Communication. There was a reason why I placed Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung in different groups in the first place.

-Hyung... second team... met...

-Good. Then can you pass along my message?

I could feel Shin Yoosung nodding. The insects flying around soon disappeared into the forest. Suzuki saw the distant insects and asked, "Kim-san. Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening. Weren't you talking about creatures from another world?" I thought a person who could talk about manga even in this situation was very rare. I struggled to accept it. "I heard that this genre is popular in Japan."

"Haha, yes. Creatures from another world are my favourite. It is similar to our situation now. However, it is hard to draw."

The story contents in Japan just before the fall of this world would've been similar to South Korea.

Japan and South Korea's novel sections were full of stories about going back to the past. However, the Japanese side was probably a bit worse. The young Japanese people thought there was no hope when returning to the past.

I wondered, "Isn't it fun when it is hard?"

"Huh?"

"This is what I like."

"You're having fun."

Suzuki cut through the low bushes and suddenly thought of something. "That reminds me, we have a mangaka on our side. A person called Asuka Ren..."

Asuka Ren?

"...That person said something similar to Kim-san. A story isn't fun if it is too easy."

"That person right now..."

"Oh, we have arrived."

A small empty clearing appeared in the heart of the forest. The anticipation that could be felt everywhere tickled my skin. Perhaps this was the main base of the Japanese early arrivals. By the way, something was strange.

[You have entered somebody's 'colony.']

[Your physical condition meets the requirements of a 'colonist.']

[The colony effect reduces your overall stats.]

Suzuki's expression towards me had changed. He asked, "You said it is better to solve hard problems?"

Dozens of armed Japanese people popped out of the bushes.

"Good. Then I will make it that way."

I was a bit surprised by the unexpected betrayal. Was Suzuki originally this type of person?

[The exclusive skill, Character List is activated.]

+

[Character List Summary]

Name: Suzuki Tatsuya

Private Attribute: Double-Faced Person (Rare)

Sponsor: Silent Sword

+

I see. This was his attribute. I was still lacking.

In any case, Ways of Survival was a novel that could be never ending. How many people weren't summed up in a few pages?

By the way, the 'colony' effect was activated so it seemed the king of this area wasn't the 'snake.'  He knew I was Korean and deliberately drove me to this side...

"You brought the Josenjing." (TL: a Japanese slur for Korean people.)

A samurai who emerged from the bushes said and Suzuki bowed his head. The samurai asked, "You are from the third group.  Are you part of the prime minister's group?"

"No..."

"Then is this a tribute?"

"That's right."

"What is your name?"

"Suzuki Tatsuya."

"I see. Well done Suzuki. From now on, you are in our group."

Prime minister...

Things had become worse. As far as I knew, there was only one Japanese incarnation who was called 'prime minister.' He was one of the enemies I had to be most wary of, apart from the 'snake' I had to catch. It was because his ability exerted a nearly absolute influence on Koreans.

The samurai stepped forward and spoke. He wasn't the prime minister. "The slave of the great Japanese Empire has walked into the colony."

I grasped the handle of Unbroken Faith and declared. "If you attack me now then the small person transformation will begin."

"We don't attack you. You will attack us."

"Why should I?"

"Otherwise, your colleagues will die."

What?

"Dokja-ssi... I'm sorry."

I looked towards the voice and saw four small people standing side by side. To be precise, they were 'transformed into small people.'

Lee Hyunsung, Lee Gilyoung, Lee Jihye... Finally, the smiling no. 406 grandmother. 

The samurai placed his sword against Lee Hyunsung's neck. "Do you understand the situation now?"

I couldn't help laughing. Normally this would be a cancerous development but I was rather pleased. As expected, my companions had hurt the Japanese people and became small people.

Shin Yoosung asked,

-Ahjussi, what should we do?

What else?

[Hunt the 'small people' in 10 minutes. Otherwise the Star Stream will determine that you have no intention to carry out the activities of a disaster...]

It was the wrong timing to catch the snake. Then... well, the new target wasn't much different.

"Come on, Josenjing."

I looked up at the sky and sighed. Then the stars shone at me like they had been waiting.

[All the constellations of the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.]

It couldn't be helped. If they expressed such aversion...

[Every constellation of the Korean peninsula are angry at the atrocities of Japan!]

[Some of the constellations who have lived in a certain time are waiting for you to call.]

It was proper for me to punish the other party.

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