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Tras transmigrar, Makoto Haramura siempre pensó que no era nada especial. Hasta que apareció esa loli de pelo blanco con cuernos de demonio y un kimono. "¿¡ Transmigrado dos veces!? ¿ Mi habilidad es 'Límite'? ¿Por qué el sol se siente tan cálido? " "Estas cosas no son importantes, ¿verdad? ¿Puedes explicar por qué las líderes de estas comunidades son todas chicas, Makoto-kun?" El universo de anime crossover de Misaki Shokuhou Link: https://www.trxs.cc/tongren/8589.html Si les gusta el contenido y quieren ver los episodios adelantados, apoyen en mi Patreon. ¡Me ayudan mucho a seguir subiendo más! patreon.com/cw/TheFool21

After traveling through time, Haramura Makoto always believed there was nothing remarkable about himself. That was until the white-haired little girl with demon horns, dressed in a traditional kimono, appeared before him. Could it be that I actually traveled through time twice? Is my power truly a realm? Why does the sun feel so warm? "Those things aren’t very important, right? Can you explain this, Makoto-kun? Why are the leaders of these communities all girls?" asked Shokuhou Misaki.

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Reincarnated as Yoshino Junpei in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. (English is not my native language )

A FAST AND FURIOUS JUNGLE ADVENTURE WHO LOVED JURASSIC PARK ............................................................. After Marty and Grace lose their parents in a freak accident, they are sent to live with their mysterious Uncle Wolfe. He is a scientist, obsessed with dinosaurs and cryptids - animals that have never been proven to exist When uncle Wolfe hears rumours of a dinosaur egg discovered in the Congo, he sets off with Marty and Grace to track it down. But someone else is after the egg too. Somebody bloodthirsty and cruel, who will stop at nothing to get it.... ........ Roland Smith

I was sitting on a desk at the back of the class when the protagonist came to the group talking about human bugs and took one of their phones. Too far away to hear what he was saying, but of course I already knew. Jungle Juice was popular, after all. I shifted on my seat. My bottom was getting cramps from the hard wooden surface. Seriously, installing cushioned seats couldn't hurt them, right? Whatever. I'll just put my legs on top of my desk. At least the change of position would relieve some of the stress on my buttock muscles. Hmm? Why don't I just get up and join the discussion with the protagonist, you ask? Well, for one thing, I felt too lazy to even get to my feet. Another thing, I don't want to join in the plot yet. I'll shadow the protagonist's progress from afar. No real reason, really, just a feeling. No one showed any reaction to my impoliteness. Not that I was hoping, but shouldn't there be a discipline committee? Oh, okay, truthfully, I was quite hoping to be scolded by a smart student. Preferably some new heroine of the story. Alas, there was no hint (or glint) of a four-eyed female class leader's glasses. And I was also thinking, did the students think of me as a delinquent? No one seemed to get close to me. I even once saw a small student with glasses circle the class to get to the door instead of passing by my desk, even though he was two seats beside me. Such horrors could only have come from this kind of school, where class delinquents and school thugs were common. Stereotypical. For Korean manhwa, that is.

After one tough beating from his bullies, Junpei was lying unconscious when another soul entered the world and merged with him. Now a new Junpei wishes to live a new, better life. =================================== I enjoy character development the most so please don't immediately start complaining about character flaws. Expect the mc to improve over time. This is my first novel so I am going to be experimenting with my narration style which will improve with time.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!