this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

How's school life like for you? For everyone, it will be slightly different. Some of us will experience things like bullying, others may bask under the limelight and attention from the school population. But ultimately, we are all students, attending the same school to achieve academically. 
For Jaselle and Jason, they began their schooling journey ever since preschool and at that, the same preschool, primary school and up till today, secondary school.
Their relationship with each other grew unexpectedly and many elements they'd have to tackle along the way, was becoming a factor causing their relationship to deteoriate. Will they make it out of this hell and have a happy ending?

Ye Han created a small hiking backpack that contained a pack lunch and a water bottle, he then wrote a giant note in front of his shop that he will be closed for today as he wanted to go hiking and maybe tour around the old Kunugigaoka Junior High School in the mountains. He ran faster than the speed of mach 20 as he wanted to arrive in the entrance of the mountain forest within a minute, the people he passed by only saw a blur like shadow which made them feel like there was a ghost a few seconds ago. He stop when he saw the giant forest growing and was covering the hidden area of the mountain.

He began to hike as he thought what creatures could he see in this location, he wondered if Kobayashi had already met the future maid dragon she will be taking care off. He shrugs it off as while he was walking in the middle of the forest, he saw a albino deer staring at him curiously. He was astonish that it went close to him and started to sniff his chest, Ye Han gave it a good head pat as it close its eye and enjoys it. Ye Han then took a photo with the cute albino deer who seem to understand what he was trying to do. The albino deer tried to smile and its eyes turned into crescent as the smile turn into a small grin, he took a few more photo before giving the albino deer a treat. 

Ye Han continued on his journey toward the school, he was a few km away and still had the time to see some more cute animal like a 6 feet bear looking at him with a ferocious expression, it was like the bear was saying "Human! You dare enter my territory?! Die!!". Ye Han just taunted with a "hand gesture called come here", the bear charges at Ye Han who only smiled and walk slowly toward him. The moment they clash with each the bear suddenly get knock unconscious as Ye Han gave him a hand chop onto his head. He didn't took the bear's life as he saw a few cubs was looking at him with fear and anger, he sighed and left them some meat on the ground  which would help their bloodline mutated into a stronger one.

Ye Han continued on his quest to find the old hidden junior high school that was within the forest range between the mountains. It took him an hour to arrive where he saw a school sport's field, he saw the students and two teacher, one which he is familiar with and one he assumed is the military guy who is teaching the students how to kill one of their teacher with basic knife form. He only remember watching like one or two episode so he wasn't familiar with their plot also Ye Han wondered how there were different anime mixed in the fate universe, he shrugs it off as it isn't dangerous for him and his family. He walk closer to them with a surprise look expressing "there was a school in this mountains?!".

While he was walking toward them, the students stop from their knife training as the girls started to blush while staring at the random stranger walking from the mountain forest while some of the guy felt like their preference has change while some felt that their looks was sh*t compared to this guy. Tadaomi Karasuma saw his students staring behind him which made him ask

"Why did you guys stop?"
"Sensei *points at Ye Han*" -Nagisa
Tadaomi turns around and saw a hiker walking towards them, his eyebrows furrowed as there should have been no hikers within this mountain with the government securing for them, While Korosensei turned white like a ghost when he saw his favorite restaurant's chef walking towards him. He wanted to run as he was worried his race was found out. It was like a silent game as Ye Han arrives in front of Korosensei and he started to act, he said 

"Oh! Mr. Teacher that is a nice costume you are wearing. It looks realistic..."
"Ah?!" -Korosensei
The students fell down to the ground as they thought the hiker is familiar with their teacher and he doesn't know the teacher was a alien. Tadaomi sighed and thought this guy was harmless while his instinct which was rusty told him Ye Han was dangerous. Korosensei's face was very blank for a minute before he impatient said 

"Ah yes! this is my costume as my students wanted me to look like a octopus!"
"oooh, even the tentacles are moving! Where did you buy this kind of costume..."
"It was custom made by my friend who has passed away..."
"Ah, I shouldn't have ask..."
"its alright, making me wear this made me remember of him...."
Korosensei used his speed mach 20 to look at books and magazine such as excuse 101 on conversations, Ye Han laugh internally as he could see him in slow motion. He then turned around and saw all the student were looking at him, he said with a apologetic expression.

"Looks like I interrupted your physical education exercise...I apologize."
He bowed slightly which made the girls guilty while the boys who thought their change preference nearly raise their hand and say "Its alright!". Karma who just arrived at the scene thought "hmmn Interesting...So this is korosensei.", he was too focus on planning his fun with the alien rather than think of the pretty boy Ye Han. He sat closed to Korosensei as the students continue to practice their knife exercise. Ye Han whispered

"Mr. Teacher, why is your class in the mountains? and is your school military based?"
"Well, the main building of the school didn't had extra room so the principal permitted the use of this old building which was the old main building of the Kunugigaoka preschool. The school required that the student should be required to learn self defense.."
"but does self defense require a knife?"
"I think so?"
Korosensei was running out of words to say and hope Ye Han would stop and believed every word he said, Ye Han was laughing so loud internally but manage to act calm and give a curious look. He said 

"Its weird that this wasn't mandatory in my school.."
"Oh where did you study?"
"Hmn depends, since I studied in a lot of university before such as University of tokyo or....."
Ye Han spouted out different universities and showed him fake pictures of him in his graduation with diploma, he had a medical doctor license, culinary certificate and etc. He made this certificates while he was doing his Memory Alternation operation. Korosensei was gasping in surprise and then it turn to a unbelievable expression. He suddenly ask

"Mr. Chef how old are you?"
"I'm 38 years old.."
"Eh?.....EH?!!!"
The whole class stumbled as they overheard their conversation, Ye Han didn't even look like 38 years old. He look like he was in his mid 20s and he didn't have any wrinkle in his face. Karma even had a shock expression and seriously thought "How did he manage his body to be this young looking?"..

(author: Ye Han is actually older if you count the time ratio in the Absolute Immortal Spirit Realm and the time ratio of different universes. The age I select for our MC in this universe is actually half a million, but I picked 38 because 20 years in DD and 16 years in Danmachi and everytime he travel to another world I add a year which made me pick 38, also it has a good symbolization check it in the internet.)

Our Lazy 17 years old MC "Ye Han" died of a heart attack. Luckily while he was being judged by God. God decided to give him a chance to reincarnate to another world with 7 wishes 

*I do not own the cover image, found it on Pinterest
*Updates may not be stable
*I do not own the worlds that my Mc will travel through.
*Bad grammar, English is not my forte

Wu Tong had spent two days in the Palace Museum. Time spent restoring ancient paintings went by fast even though she was just a spectator. She gained a lot of experience and was grateful just to fix some edges.
What she didn't expect was that on the third day, the master in charge of ancient painting restoration had arranged an important task for her. She was so excited she had broken into a small dance. Her professional skills had been recognized by an industry master, and it was not just a verbal recognition either! There was nothing else that could make her happier.
Oh, wait, there was. That would be the happiness from sharing this exciting news, for example, with Meng Fan.
"It's already pompous that you're so good looking, but you're talented too. You can really do whatever you want!"
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Of course, if these are compliments, then nothing I say is worth considering."
"What have you been up to lately? Oh right, how goes the voice acting business?"
Wu Tong and Meng Fan would often run, exercise, and stretch together in the morning as they chatted. They could both be considered the kind of people who were very open to conversation. Sometimes, Meng Fan would be the only one talking. While other times, Meng Fan would listen to Wu Tong talk. They had a good understanding of each other's past.
For example, Meng Fan knew that it was Wu Tong's dream to restore artifacts in the Palace Museum.
And another example was that Wu Tong knew that Meng Fan's other dream besides creating a manga was to become a voice actor.
Meng Fan had told her about his voice acting applications and even about the time he met a voice acting director because he had gotten hit by a diamond ring. That was why Wu Tong asked.
"It's going okay. I've recorded for a cartoon TV show, which should be airing soon, but it's a preschool animation. Oh, and some video game characters as well. Overall, the experience has been pretty good. Dreams are a funny thing. The scariest thing is realizing your dream only to find out that it just feels so so."
"The way you talk makes me want to beat you up."
"Then come hit me!"
"... I'm gonna go. I have to do some homework tonight."
"How much longer until you're done with everything?"
"Probably another week or so. They only need me for three days, so I'll head back to school afterward."
Wu Tong's trip was set to last three or four days, but because of the large number of tasks she'd been given, she had to stay another three or four days.
In the blink of an eye, it was November 22nd already. Meng Fan didn't go to the Chocolate Factory for he had already recorded all the roles he had been given. Currently, he had played 47 roles that were approved by the System. The time spent in the studio had also accumulated to 1300 minutes or 22 hours.
He had requested more roles from director Charlie, but they were all roles that required a lot of work, so the progress of gaining experience became much slower.
Director Charlie could tell that Meng Fan wanted to test out some other roles, so he agreed to find some more video game commissions just for him. He told Meng Fan to rest for a few days, and that he would call Meng Fan once the listings came.
"Where are you?"
"Almost there, on the way."
In the morning, Meng Fan woke up. He ran his half marathon and showered. He ate his breakfast then he worked on his manga. During this time, Qin Jiao called him. He checked the time and hurried outside, almost forgetting his appointment with Qin Jiao because he was so lost in his art.
"Which way are you going, huh? The stairway to heaven?"
When Meng Fan arrived at the studio, Qin Jiao rolled her eyes at him before throwing down two books. ""Guide To Campus RoMANce". Bleh. what a stupid name. The layout and cover for the second volume are all done. I didn't ask for your opinion and told the publishing house to go ahead with the printing. Oh right, they also reprinted the first volume, the same as last time. It was just that the cover was remade in the style of the second volume."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Meng Fan took the two volumes in his hands and chuckled to himself as he flipped through them, thanking Qin Jiao through his smirks. "You said the second volume would be handed to the publishing house to distribute and sell. What about the first volume?"
Qin Jiao responded, "The same, there is a dealer taking over. I estimate that the stock will arrive tomorrow or the day after, but the stock for physical retail should be available way later. It will be up on the internet soon, though. We've printed 5000 copies of the first volume, the same as the first print for the second volume. The publisher and the dealer have said that if nothing goes wrong, you should make a total sales of 20,000 copies once the third volume comes out."
Meng Fan nodded. He wasn't surprised by these estimations, even thinking the publisher had been too optimistic in their estimates. After all, he wasn't a popular manga artist, and "Guide To Campus RoMANce" had a small audience. It would be incredible if the third volume could boost his sales to 20,000 copies.
It couldn't be compared to "There's A Spirit Underground", for Mr.Sleepy had so many fans, and they had no pressure selling 50,000 copies in the first batch.
Coincidentally, the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" was released for sale today as well. Mr.Sleepy had found a very powerful publisher and distributor, who had made his stock available in stores in all the first and second-tier cities. Physical sales, e-commerce sites, and online booksellers had all released it at the same time as well.
It was supposed to release at 9:00 am online since most physical stores opened around this time too.
How much did they make in sales?
The sales data for physical stores was definitely hard to obtain, but the sales from mature websites were easily accessible.
Of course, to Meng Fan, he didn't need to check. He could look at the figures for [Professional Manga Artist] in his mind and know the approximate number.
At the moment, the sales experience of this task was 12,300. Up until now, which was 10:00 am, the figures for the first volume of "There's A Spirit Underground" had sold more than 10,000 copies.
Before this, the first volume for "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been distributed by himself, so he had gained zero experience from it. Hence, 12,300 was the most accurate sales number at the moment.
"We've broken the 10,000 mark!"
Mr.Sleepy gave Meng Fan a call, saying that his book fans had done so and so to help him break the ten thousand mark.
Alright, because of the experience involved with this task, Meng Fan wanted more than anyone in the world to know the sales numbers. No dealer could match his speed, nonetheless Mr.Sleepy.
"Today, yes today, our sales could exceed 30,000. I told you, 50,000 copies for its first batch was too little! Sigh. Why aren't you excited?!"
"Huh? I'm excited, but I don't show it."
"... Speaking of this, the second volume should begin printing soon. The first print will be a bit less so 30,000 copies. The publisher is asking when can it be published; do you have any suggestions?"
"Me? I obviously also hope for it to be out as soon as possible." This was Meng Fan's real attitude toward it. For now, 10,000 copies in sales didn't seem hard anymore, and he knew that this involved profit, so he said, "But this is just my opinion. As for how to actually operate it, you should go over it with the publisher."
Meng Fan didn't know what kind of method could increase sales, like if they continuously publish two or three volumes at once or release them separately. It was unclear to Meng Fan, and he couldn't decide.
He had already discussed with Qin Jiao to publish a third volume of "Guide To Campus RoMANce" in addition to the two on hand. He would also give the last volume for Qin Jiao to handle, so it could reach publication as soon as possible.


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.

Kyle and Otis had arrived on a Friday, so they spent the weekend indoors doing nothing in particular. Otis had warmed up to his grandmother, and now called out to her and spoke using the few words he knew.

     "You're up. Is your grandma awake?" Kyle asked as he spotted his three-year-old wander into the kitchen in pajamas.

     "No, nana's sleeping," he muttered in a low voice heading for the long sofa before climbing on top of it and cuddling up with the duvet that had been forgotten in the living room the night before. The young boy had begun to sleep in his grandmother's room while Kyle stayed alone in the attic room that was his when he was a kid. Otis didn't say anything after that, he just stared at the cartoons playing from a DVD on the old tele.

     Kyle didn't mind that Otis had moved to stick close to his grandmother. It was how it was supposed to be. She was the one who knew how to bath him properly and cook meals. She was also able to entertain his childish curiosity and play, a fit that only frustrated Kyle. He knew how to talk to adults, and to an extent, almost adults, but he didn't know how to talk to children at all. He didn't know any blokes like himself who could, so he tried not to beat himself up about it.

     Otis was an on the whim child. Kyle had gotten married to the woman of his dreams, and following the pattern often expected of married couples, they decided to have a child together. Kyle hadn't realized he little he knew his own child until Anastasia left and he couldn't afford preschool and babysitting services. His son was a stranger in many ways, but he was still his son none the less, and Kyle would put in an effort to ease their relationship since the boy's mother had just up and left.

     "Do you know you're going to school today?" Kyle asked, looking from the cup of coffee he was making to his son that was still transfixed by the television.

     "School?" he said, looking over at Kyle. "But we're on holiday," the little boy said with wide eyes.

     Kyle stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Otis' diction annoyed Kyle a bit, and he wasn't sure if it was because he still felt a bit conscious about his own rural accent that never really went away, or if it was because the British accent just sounded so out of place. It hinted at the preppy preschool Otis used to go to before, as well as the cartoons Anastasia made him watch.

     "Yes school," Kyle muttered, stirring the contents in his mug the last time before walking to join Otis on the sofa. It was around seven in the morning, and Kyle had to drop Otis off at the preschool before ten. He had gone to see the place with his mother when he had accompanied her to the grocery store, she maintained. They had filled the registration form after taking a look around.

     "I'll meet Ms. Tess?" Otis asked, and Kyle shook his head, using his free hand to pat Otis' head. The young boy seemed shocked by the reaction and closed his eyes as well as tense up.

     "No, you're going to a new school," Kyle said, watching Otis' eyes for a reaction.

     "New school?"

     "Yes."

      "Oh, okay," Otis muttered as his eyes moved back to the T.V. the gist of new schools and teachers losing his attention.

      Kyle's mother got up soon after and went about giving Otis a bath and making him breakfast. Kyle waited in the living room, prepared to take Otis to school on his first day. His plans after that were simple. He'd work around the house and fix things his mother couldn't get about calling a repairman for before he took a look at his old man's mechanic workshop so that he could draw up a plan to bring it back to life. He also had plans of visiting his father's grave, but that could wait until later into his stay.

     Kyle remembered working with his father after school and through the weekend. He was expecting to be overwhelmed by nostalgia and sadness when about decluttering it. The old man had meant a lot to him, and it stung to know that he couldn't be with him through his last days of extreme pain. He also wasn't able to make it to his funeral—the way he couldn't make it to anything for the past five years.

     "Be safe, have a nice first day." Were Kyle's mother's parting words as Kyle drove out into the road. Otis waved at his grandmother from the back seat in his carrier chair before pressing his hands and face against the car window as his father drove on. There wasn't much to see. Newfront wasn't urban or suburbia, and it was mostly empty planes of land for the most part.

     There were more farm animals than people.

     There were a lot of cows and a lot of horses.

     Kyle used to like bothering the horses as a kid.

     They got closer to the main town hub when started to drive by buildings in shorter intervals. Kyle drove his range rover past the 'busy' streets of the town. Some people stared at the car with confusion, and other people seemed to know who he was since they waved. Kyle tried not to look at anyone, and he kept his eyes on the road until he made it to the building that housed the local preschool.

      The preschool shared a building with daycare and the town's post office. An odd combination. Kyle remembered the old post office. The building had been explained as well as having two floors added to it. The preschool was on the top floor. It had looked a bit sketchy to Kyle, but Kyle's mother assured him it was a good place for Otis.

     "Come on, let's go," Kyle said when he turned the car off and opened the doors. He went to the back to pick Otis up from his seat as well as picking up his day back. He shut the backseat door before pressing the lock on his car keys.

     At first, Kyle wasn't sure where to go, but he spotted a woman with a child that looked just about Otis' age walking into the building. He followed with Otis, climbing up the stairs behind her until they got the top floor. A lady was at the door talking to women as their kids slipped past through them and into the preschool. Kyle stood behind the women with Otis' bag in one hand and the other holding on to his son's left hand.

     No one seemed to notice him until the person at the door—who Kyle assumed was one the two teachers his mother talked about—looked past the ladies she was talking to and locked eyes with him.

     "Oh, you're the new dad!" she said, making the two women with dark brown hair turn to look at him as well.

     Kyle didn't say anything, but he nodding, moving closer since the ladies parted for him.

     "Sorry for ignoring you. I didn't notice you were there," the preschool teacher said before turning her green eyes to Otis.

     "Otis?" she said before grinning at the young boy, and like was with strangers, Otis just stayed quiet and stared at the floor.

     "He's shy," she said, looking back up at Kyle, her shoulder-length black hair bouncing a bit with the motion.

     "Yes, he is," Kyle confirmed, squeezing Otis' hand a bit.

     The teacher didn't seem fazed by that though, she just kept smiling. "He'll open up soon. I'm thinking you should go in with him and talk to Chaska. Maybe he'll be less shy if you stick around for a few minutes," she said, and Kyle nodded, assuming this Chaska person was the other teacher. He shouldn't be hard to spot in the sea of short kids.

     "Oh, and by the way I'm Gabbie," the woman said, making Kyle stop at the door. Gabbie reached out her hand for a handshake, and Kyle let go of Otis' hand to give it to her before letting go. The woman almost immediately looked away, focusing her attention on the other set of parents that had arrived. Kyle never remembered there being so many children when he was younger. Maybe the unrecognizable farms he saw on his way belonged to families with young children that had moved in not too long ago.

     "Come on," he told his son before grabbing on to his hand and pulling him into the preschool with him. The room they walked into was drowned in color and contrasted with the hallway that had red brick walls and gloomy brown paint.

     Kyle looked around for the only adult he assumed would be in the room and his eyes landed on a sturdy figure that was at the far end of the room looking through papers.

     Kyle raised a brow at the man, confused as to why a person that looked like they could pass for a college gym rat was doing in a room filled with noisy children. Putting the doubt at the back of his mind, Kyle approached him with Otis and stopped to the left of him.

     Now standing closer, Kyle noticed that the man had oddly not looked up at them like someone would do when approached. He kept staring at the papers in his hands as if no one was there. The man had tan skin and a toned body. Kyle could tell enough from his out of place clothes that made him look like he was dressed for a morning jog.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said, losing his patience.

     "Excuse me," he repeated when the man didn't look up. Kyle nibbled on his lower lip, feeling an urge to reach out and tug the teacher's man bun, but he didn't. The man, who was probably a few meters taller than his 5'11 was still ignoring him. His dark eyes were still fixed on the paper in his hands. Kyle thought he had finally been noticed when the man dropped a paper, but he had only done that to bend over to scribble on its side.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said again, this time reaching out to touch the man's arm. The man reacted this time, turning sharply and giving Kyle and Otis a wide-eyed stare.

     He looked genuinely surprised.

     "Gabbie said that we should talk to you. Otis is new." As Kyle said those words he watched as the man cocked his head to the side to face him with his right ear.

     Was he deaf—partially?

     "Okay," the young man said. His voice rang clear and a little loud. It was similar to the voice you'd associate with someone with a lot of confidence, but that didn't look like what was at play here. The man avoided eye contact and didn't look like he was asserting authority. Kyle guessed that a better explanation would be that he was projecting his voice not only for other people to hear but for himself to hear as well.

     "You must be Otis," he went on to say, squatting so that he was on the same level with Kyle's son. Kyle wasn't sure whether he should be insulted about the man just going ahead to speak with his son instead of him first, but the direct interaction seemed to corner Otis into talking, and that was a mighty fit.

     "Should I just drop his bag and heads out?" Kyle asked, showing that he was still there, watching the two that had drifted on to a discussion about the class pet hamster and what coloring books they were going to be using in class. Kyle wasn't sure how other adults could be genuinely interested in a discussion like this, but he'd watched teachers, his mother—women in general just seem to fall in line with children. Maybe it was an archaic way to think, but Kyle just felt like it was something of a woman's nature. But here, a man was right in front of him, doing everything he couldn't do and had blamed on him not naturally being cut off for it because of his gender.

     "Drop them at the cupboards at the end. You can leave now, I think Otis will like it here," the man said, looking at Kyle briefly before turning to smile at Otis who smiled back. He looked excited. His new teacher must have promised him a lot.

     "Will do," Kyle said, waving bye at his son after dropping off his bag. He left through the exit but didn't head down the stairs immediately. Debbie was still at the door, but she was alone, so Kyle thought it wouldn't harm to ask her a question.

     "Is Chaska deaf?" Kyle asked before Debbie could ask him how things went.

     "Yes, fully on the left, partially on the right," she explained, tapping her left and right ears. It looked like it was a situation she was used to explaining.

     "Oh."

     "Don't worry about it, he's great at reading lips," she said, giving Kyle a little smile. She must have assumed he was worried about how that would play out with the children.

     "He's great with kids. Otis is talking to him, and Otis barely talks to strangers," Kyle said, wanting to tell Gabbie, but without directly telling her, that he wasn't worried about Chaska with the kids.

     Debbie's smile went from forced to genuine and he nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's wonderful with kids!"

     "Have a safe trip now." Kyle heard her voice say as he turned away and started heading down the stairs.

     Even when Kyle got home and started emptying out his father's shed, he still couldn't get the interaction between Chaska and his son out of his head. Chaska was a man, and Kyle was a man. What made Chaska better with kids than him?

     With a sigh, Kyle wheeled out the last spare tire in the workshop. He was started to think he had run out of excuses for being a shitty parent.

A collection of Ten Gay Romance Novels.

Volume One: Like Sugar.

Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime and desperate for love. 

But when you look like Jared love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks, but he has the money, so giving up on love and settling for the next best thing is all he can do.

With the help of a colleague, Jared Abitbol reaches an agreement with Darnell Miller. Jared pays his college fees and rent, while Darnell puts up with shitty sex with an older man.

Sounds simple enough, doesn't it?

It's not.

Volume Two: May-December

After filing his company for bankruptcy, Kyle's wife leaves him and his three-year-old son. Now a forty-two-year-old divorcee with no parenting skills or money, Kyle decides to move back to the small home town he grew up in. 

He should have lost all hope in love and romance, but there's something about Chaska, his son's preschool teacher, that just makes him feel like a college student in love again.

Upcoming Volumes:
- Acceptance.
- Why I Love Him
- Learning to Love
- Aristocrat
- Kissing Wounds

Friday.

Liya and Jacob were having their breakfast.

"Mommy can we go buy more books?" Jacob asked after while putting down his mug he just drank milk from.

Liya wiped his lips with a napkin, "Sure sweetie. We'll go to the university bookstore after lunch, okay?"

By this time, Liya was already used to Jacob's unusually fast learning. He would ask her to buy more books every now and then that his room was getting cramped from all the books he's finished.

"Baby, what do you say we donate the books you're done with to the university students?"

"Okay Mommy. I want to come with you!" Jacob said with sparkling eyes.

Liya giggled and pinched his cheek. "But not today. We have to ask for permission first."

Liya drove off Jacob to preschool after breakfast. She didn't go to the gym today because she planned to buy the latest gadgets for her son. He was quickly learning new things and she thought he now needed his own desktop computer and laptop, cellphone, and a new tablet. The tablet Jacob uses was an old one and right just in time, a new model of tablet was recently released.

She was checking out a display of the tablet when she recognized someone currently exiting the store who, by the looks of it, was just done buying.

She left her spot, ran up to the person and grabbed his arm. "Ghost." Liya said, her voice almost a whisper.

The person who was initially confused instantly panicked, but his eyes showed a dangerous glint.

"I don't mean any harm." She shook her head, trying to make him understand that her intentions were not evil.

The person was still tensed so she introduced herself. "My name is Liya Fain, sister of Liem Fain, CEO of Fain Group. I'm also a major shareholder of 3LG. If that's not enough--"

"Okay, Liya Fain, if that's even really your name, how do you know me?" He asked, relaxing a bit, but still had his guard up.

Well shit. What does she say now? She just grabbed him without even thinking!

"Let's find a place to sit down first and then we can chat, okay?"

He squinted his eyes but nonetheless agreed.

Liya led him to a common family restaurant to make him feel less threatened. The more people surrounding them, the more he'd feel at ease.

They only ordered coffee, just not to be rude to the waitress. They just stared at each other, waiting for the waitress to arrive with their coffee and leave them alone, so they can finally start their talk.

The man was beautiful. His face had hints of feminine but his overall image was manly. Not as manly as Gabe or Axel, but still built. She internally blushed when she thought of Axel.

Not long after…

"So, Miss Liya Fain, what do you know?"  He asked while staring directly at her eyes.

"Anton Gauer, online alias Ghost. Both parents are German. You moved here with your mother after the divorce." Liya answered, observing his reaction. And like she expected, he tensed up.

"I can't tell you how I got to know you and these things, and I might seem suspicious and untrustworthy. But trust me on one thing. Your lover is a cheater. Don't reveal your identity." She told him cautiously. She waited for him to talk, but it looked like he had no intentions of responding so she got up and walked away.

Anton Gauer was a very popular and notorious hacker. Of course, nobody knew who he was, people only knew him by his codename Ghost.

The public branded him a hero, but the authorities regarded him a criminal. Ghost spent his free time exposing illegal behind-the-scene activities by prominent companies, injustice caused by bribed lawyers and judges, and many more.

The list of people he offended included high-ranking officials and rich tycoons, a hell lot of them. They put a bounty for Ghost's identity in the black market but none was successful.

None, until his lover betrayed him and died clueless. Liya learned of his identity the day he was found dead. Apparently, Anton Gauer, famously known for his online alias Ghost, was killed in a hit-and-run. A premeditated plan by an organization he ruthlessly ruined by exposing their dirty deeds.

One question remained unanswered. How were they able to identify him? He was, afterall, one of the best.

It remained a mystery until a year later, when a rookie, but still an exceptional one who claimed to be a fan of Ghost, exposed what really transpired. Anton revealed his identity to his long-time lover from highschool, but the partner he's been with through most of his life rat him off to the people he's offended. It turned out Anton's lover has been cheating all this time and has been wanting to get rid of him, and Anton's revelation was the perfect opportunity.

Anton was a very remarkable hacker. He'd seen and known almost everything about almost everyone, but he never once doubted and intruded on his lover's privacy. Anton's story struck the hearts of many people, Liya included. But as ironic as it sounded, Liya who should've learnt something from Anton's story, was in the end also betrayed by the one person she loved the most.

Having been through something as unbelievable as being reborn, it mattered not even the tiniest bit to her how it happened. Only one thing was on her mind:

She had her baby back.

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The little bun has been watching his mom. "Where's Daddy's morning kiss?" Jacob asked.

Axel quickly seconded. "Uhuh, where's mine?"

Liya giggled to their antics. Jacob was innocently clueless while the other one was shameless. She walked up to Axel and kissed his cheek, but at the last moment he turned to her, resulting to their lips touching.

"Mmhh, what a good morning indeed." Axel commented. Liya just giggled again.

"Hey, that's not fair." The two saw Jacob pouting. Why did he only get a kiss on the cheek?

"Jacob, you should only kiss someone's lips if you want to marry the person. So from now on, Mommy's lips only belong to me. Understand?" Axel explained to the little child, his tone was serious but his eyes contained mirth.

Jacob nodded. "Got it, Daddy!"

"Save your lips for the right girl, alright?"

"Okay, Daddy! I'll keep it in mind."

"Good boy." Axel praised him and the little kid earned another pat on his head.

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The next day I early morning I went to the Elder in charge of teaching mediation and got myself the complete instruction manual for the meditation exercise I had chosen and also someone to help myself get started on its practice. The exercise I had chosen to begin with was the one which improved the physical strength of my body. It felt right to me to improve my body physically before I move on to the magical side.

The exercise was sitting in the lotus position and circulating my magic inside my body in a specific pattern and keep doing it till I reach the next stage in the exercise. After reaching the next stage, the pattern in which magic is circulated is changed and the process continues. Each stage was designed for specific parts of the body. The early stage was for bone strengthening.

The instructions and the help from the guide made it possible for me to get started on the exercise. The exercise removed the tiredness from my body but did not show any noticeable change in the physical strength after the first day of exercise. It was going to be a slow process.

After meditation, it was time for duelling classes which passed more or less in a similar way to that of yesterday. I again lost all except 2 duels but this time I made my opponents work a little harder for the win. There were no instant knockouts on my side. Other than the mock duel, today instead of dodging practice, we had to block spells sent by Elder Akash by bringing stones in the path of the spells. I was able to block a lot of spells at the beginning but when he sped things up, it became too much for me.

After duelling, it was back to reading the assigned medical books. Despite there being large number of books my reading speed was fast due to the fact that I already knew the concept and just had to memorize the Hindi names for things.

In the same manner, the next two days passed by quickly.

On the third day of practicing the meditation exercise, I was able to feel a slight increase in my bone strength. This made me quite happy and I continued practising the exercise with renewed interest.

My duelling skills improved by quite a lot in these two days.  I was able to defeat 6 members of my group in the mock battles. The four new wins were long drawn out battles but I did win in the end. With others also I had long battle but I was not able to defeat them. Elder Akash was quite impressed with my improvement.

My control over mage sight had improved considerably. I was now able to easily toggle between different modes and also keep it it that mode indefinitely. I liked the new modes since it made my sight much more clearer in highly magical areas. I had started up on the seeing through walls thing but it was still a work in progress.

Coming to the assignment I had been assigned by Elder Yamini, I had finished reading and memorising all of the books on the list. It took some time since not everything was same as what I had read back in Hogwarts. There were quite a number of different and new practices that were followed here. These included improvements on quite a lot of old medical practices that were still being used in Britain. 

This was due to many reasons. Unlike Britain, India did not lack good Healers. While Britain was losing good potential healers due to Snape's poor teaching of Potions and also due to the ministry banning some good potion by declaring them dark, India had quite a lot of Master healers and the number was growing every year. Due to the high numbers they were not over worked and had a lot of free time to focus on medical research to invent new things.

One thing I liked most in the improvements by Indian Healers was that they had found ways to make the potions taste good. I am sure if I bring this method back to Britain, many people will start worshiping me. The Healers here had found certain species of magical plants which when added in already prepared potions acted only as a taste enhancer while not ruining the potion or reacting in any way with the potion. I am of the opinion that this was a much needed improvement in the potion making sector. Due to the bad taste many patients reluctantly drink only small amounts of potions or vomit some of the potions. This leads to ineffective treatment in many cases.

The Indian healers had also invented spells that could track viruses and get rid of them. They did this by getting inspiration from the muggle medical instruments and imitating their effects with magic. This practice was not available in Britain as per my knowledge. This was due to the fact that magical people were highly resistant to viruses. The magic inside people usually killed the viruses before they can cause any harm. But this was changing in the recent times. Indian Healers had found some viruses inside people that had evolved to resist the magic.

Due to the fact that I had completely memorized the books that were listed to me, I passed the Elder Yamini's test had given me after I went to her with flying colours. She was so impressed that she wasted no time in recommending me to her disciple, Healer Sesha who worked full time in the academy hospital.

Healer Sesha was only 35 years old but still was a respected healer in the academy hospital with many accolades to her name. She asked me some questions to confirm my medical proficiency and after she was satisfied with knowledge in the field, made me her apprentice in the hospital. All I had to do was follow her around and do some small tasks while she looked after her patients. I could still watch her treat patients and learn from it. I also had to help her in some of her ongoing medical researches. I did not have to brew potions for her which I was very happy about since I was not too confident in that department yet and did not want to make mistakes which could lead to the death of a person.

She assigned me more books to read and I had to finish them as soon as possible so again I did not have time to start reading the old English books in the library which I badly wanted to read.

After being made a apprentice to Healer Sesha, my days became very hectic. I was busy everyday with Duelling classes, helping Elder Sesha out and reading more and more books that were recommended to me by Elder Akash and Healer Sesha. 

Despite the hectic schedule, I did not have any complains since this was what I wanted and needed. Also the meditation exercises helped me a lot during these days by clearing my tiredness away, soothing my muscle soreness and also increasing my endurance. Due to this, I was very satisfied with my decision to practice this meditation exercise first.

I became a little free when my classes with Elder Nainesh finished after a week. I was still not good at the seeing through walls thing. I had been able to activate that ability and see through the wall in front of me and see the magical things in the next room but that was it for now. I will need many days of exercise to increase that distance. Elder Nainesh was also able to gain something from teaching me and conducting experiments. He said he had found a way to hide the signs that showed when he activated mage sight but the method needed a lot of practice before he could use it effectively. I was that he gained something because otherwise I would have owned him a favor for helping me and I did not like owning people favors.

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A guy from our universe gets reborn into the Harry Potter universe. Read to find out how he takes advantage of his prophetic knowledge and lives his new life.

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It has been 3 years and i have been busy. 
If somebody else would have gained my gifts they would try to level up his or her stats ASAP. 
But i instead started to level up my skills, cultivation arts and basic stats points.  
I come to conclusion that after rising my level my body and intelligence would rise. 
I would make a mistake somewhere and cause people to take notice of me. 
In some medieval cultivation world it would not be a problem, in modern society it would cause a up roar thanks to media. 
All so there is my current worlds supernatural community as well. 
Later, when i grant my family some abilities, magics and martial arts. 
I am thinking of teaching my father and mother some as well. 
My current stats and skills are as follows.

Name: Hyoudou Issei.
Race: Human/(Primordial Ancient Devil(Primordial Ancient Devil Veins))
Age: 5 years old
Level: 1
Class: Gamer
Occupation: none
Stats:
HP:900440/900440(140)
PCE: 90000800/90000800(10)
NE: 11100/11100(0)
SF:90000000/90000000(19)
Strength: 9030(4)
Vitality: 9044(5)
Dexterity: 9032(6)
Intelligence: 9080(13)
Wisdom: 9067(10)
Luck: 9001(1)
Special Stat:
Comprehensions: +90000000

Cultivation Arts:
Void Genesis Atlas (Energy Cultivation)(Art Grade: Primordial Chaos)(Lvl.9)
Great Path Primordial Chaos (Physique Cultivation)(Art Grade: Primordial Chaos)(Lvl:9)
Primordial Chaos Soul Sutra (Soul Cultivation)(Art Grade: Primordial Chaos)(Lvl:9)

Abilities:
Gamers Mind (Max:Lvl)(Passive)(Ability) 
Gamers Body (Max:Lvl)(Passive)(Ability)
Martial Gods Space (Max:Lv)(Ability)
Absolute Concealment (Max:Lv)(Passive)(Ability)
Absolute Protection (Max:Lv)(Passive)(Ability)
Multiverse Akashic Records Library (Max:Lv)(Passive)(Ability)
Multiverse Item Shop (Max:Lv)(Passive)(Ability)
Instant Dungeon Creation/Escape (Max:Lvl)
Territory Creation and Management (Max:Lvl)
Knowledge Absorption (Max:Lv)(Ability)
All Earth Language (Max:Lv)(Passive)(Ability)

Skills:
Shadow Clone Jutsu (Lvl:Max)
Meditation (Lvl:46)
Hand to Hand Combat (Lvl:22)
Weapon Mastery (Lvl:10)
Physical Endurance (Lvl:42)
Life Extermination Fist Art (Lvl:9)
God Slaying Fist Art (Lvl:14)
Primordial Filament Fist Art (Lvl:2)
Stealth (Lvl:42)
Flash Step (Lvl:52)
Gate (Lvl:37)
Heavenly Eyes (Lvl:Max)
Primordial Chaos Energy Mastery (Lvl:21)
Primordial Chaos Energy Regeneration (Lvl:32)
Soul Magic (Lvl:10)
Mind Magic (Lvl:5)
Multicast Magic (Lvl:42)
Magic Combination (Lvl:17)
Word Magic (Lvl:12)
Blood Magic (Lvl:9)
Time-Space Magic (Lvl:23)
Life Magic (Lvl:3)
Death Magic (Lvl:1)
Energy Manipulation (Lvl:54)
7 Element Mastery (Lvl:10)

I found out that my cultivation arts can only be train together other wise art with highest level will not level up until other arts are at the same level.  
I all so opened up my Dimensional City. 
I bind the artifact to my soul and started to look the situation inside. 
It seems that warehouse is all ready 2% full. Around 1000000 kg of metals (Mitril), 700000 kg Biological material and 300000 kg of foods stored. 
It seems that i cant start to produce any products before i can find blueprints for them. 
I open item shop and buy blueprints for these items: Mitril Golem, Mitril Swords, High-Grade Life Potion, High-Grade Mana Potion, High-Grade Magic Stone, Soul Protective Ring, Physique Protection Arm Band. I start city to produce 1000 Products of each. 
Since all of that has been done. It time to pretend to wake up after today is a big day. 
From today i have to start to go preschool. You heard me school starts again. 
But not to worry i have pretty much remembered all the books up to high school.

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I finish my morning meal and together with my mother we got preschool. 
Father dropped us of before he got to work. I kiss my mother for goodbye before she leave. 
If i remember correctly this is the time when i meet Irina Shidou. 
I have had lot of time to think should i join Riases perigee or make may own family.  
So i decided to make my own and i will make her part of my harem. 
And as though there she is. It seems that she isn't very popular. 
And is leaved alone by others. I go to here hello whats your name my name is Issei. 
Hello my name is Irina. After that we become good friends always played together. 
Year had past Irina and my parents had become good friends. 
I saw the holy sword inside there family room, it didn't look like really impressive to me. 
That day Irina told that her family is going back to England. 
I already known about it and even got ready a gift for her to take with with her. 
I gave her a ring i got from Item shop.

Divine Protection Ring (Rank: Divine): Aura Concealment(Passive); Soul Protector(Passive); Life Guard (Passive)

We said our good byes and she left. 

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A year had pasted and i decided to tell my parents about magic and everything. 
That evening right after dinner i told them a but that magic is real. 
Of course they told its real they said naturally. Damn i told you the truth stop patronizing me. 
Fine they did not believe me fine i show them. 
I raised my hand and right over it, seven ball each made of different element hovered over it. 
This was priceless, their mouth where open, it was funny. My father asked me in shaking voice how i did it.
I told him when i was 4 year old man appear in my dream, he said that his name is Primal True God of Chaos. 
He said that he around 1 billion year ago he sensed that he is about to dye. 
So he searched the Multiverse for Successor for His knowledge and wealth. 
He finally found me.
He said that finally he found person with (Primordial Chaos Veins). 
Then he share all off his memories with me and bestowed me with all the martial arts and wealth he possessed. 
My mother asked what kind of wealth. Money, skills, resources. 
So my parents asked that can i give them money. So i gave them credit card with over 500 billion yen on it. My parents eyes almost didn't fit in there eyes anymore.
I give my mother and father a basic starter back. 
I told them that thats what my master left for my parents. Each included cultivation resources for one, Divine veins crystal and manuals for second.
My mother got Primordial Azure Divine Vein crystal, Primordial Nine Yin Cultivation Art, Great Bath of Buddha Physique Art, Ancient Soul Sutra Soul Art and various labeled bottled cultivation pills. 
My father´got Primordial Gods Divine Veins Crystal, Primordial Nine Yang Cultivation Art; Great Path of Buddha Physique Art, Ancient Soul Sutra Soul Art and various labeled bottled cultivation pills. 
I teached them the gamer abilities along Gamer Mind, Gamer Body, Absolute Concealment and Absolute Protection. 
I all so told them that they should not reveal there abilities to others. 
After both of them learned all of the cultivation arts and abilities. 
Everybody got to sleep. At late night i wake up for banging noises. 
Hah for god sake they are having sex and i am hearing it to here. 
Thats disgusting i am having annoying weird thoughts in my head. 
I hit myself unconscious and sleep soundly til morning comes.

This is fan-fiction of Highschool dxd with Gamer manga elements on it.

I do not own  Highschool dxd or any elements from different story's this story hold.

This story is little op so be warned.

English is my not first language, please bear with me. 


Please support Highschool DXD or Gamer Manhwa, by reading the original story. I do not own any character or concepts i put on  this novel.

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