saitou handyman

Update: 3 times a week What would you do if you woke up as an infant in an unfamiliar world? Why, earn money and build your power, of course! Sold off by her "biological" father to a brothel? This entire red light district belongs to her! Minister's family? Who do you think you are? Not even a Head Minister and already so arrogant. She burns her past to cinders and starts her life anew. But why does this prince from another kingdom keep following her around? And is she really as simple as she seems? This reincarnator, just what could she be hiding in her past? Why does she sometimes have such empty eyes? Such a conflicted sense of self? And, if she is a virgin, how can she be so knowledgeable about what goes on between couples?! Author's Note: Like the cover? Thank Kiz#4961! Please don't be mean if you don't like the art or style, he took time out of his busy schedule to draw the cover and even gave it to me for free! Please be appreciative of the hardworking, creative people!

​“The peak of the mountain is just the beginning of the sky, and the sky has no end. Why is everyone in such a hurry to climb a ladder to nowhere?” ​In the Azure Heaven Immortal Sect, a sprawling monolith of ten million souls, strength is the only currency. Here, geniuses fly on lightning swords and elders pluck stars from the firmament. And then, there is Han Xiao. ​For one hundred years, Han Xiao has been a "Probationary Disciple," a rank so low it is practically invisible. While his peers ascended to godhood or crumbled into dust, Han Xiao stayed behind, trapped by a mysterious Mortal Mindfulness System. The System denied him Qi, denied him techniques, and denied him aging. Instead, it gave him chores. ​He has spent decades as a stable boy, a kitchen hand, a floor sweeper, and a librarian. To the world, he is a "Cursed Brat" who cannot cultivate. To Han Xiao, every stroke of the broom is a strike of a divine blade, and every drop of water he carries holds the weight of the wandering sea. ​After a century of mundane labor, Han Xiao has reached a level of Enlightenment that defies the laws of the Heavens. He has no Qi, yet the wind obeys his breath. He has no sword, yet a blade of grass in his hand can sever Karma. ​When the System finally grants him a "Seven-Day Rest," Han Xiao wanders the sect as a ghost of the past, meeting old friends who are now dying elders and "geniuses" who are blinded by greed. But as ancient enemies gather to threaten the sect and the Heavens begin to tremble, the world will finally learn a terrifying truth: ​The most dangerous person in the universe isn't the one sitting on the golden throne—it’s the one quietly sweeping the dust off the stairs.

The world has fallen. The Diseased spread anarchy through the land killing family and friend equally all to satiate an insatiable hunger. One man travels without fear, not to save but to purge, to make sure not a single Diseased remains and that each die by his swift hand. In a quaint village he'll meet a small girl who will in turn shoulder him with a journey he didn't expect to take or see through to the end but he will, because the Handyman has a job to do.

A twist on the Isekai genre with humor and murder, and world-destruction

It has been decades since the fighting and bloodshed on all continents ended. Now, in a city called Evermore, a shop resides in the center of town. Plain and unobtrusive. A handyman's shop. Any job request will be carried out. The pay is modest, but the risks are saying the otherwise. Of course, it’s owned by a mere human. Unlike requests in a guild, the shop is merely a small, insignificant competitor. But who would have thought that various races would have to compromise. Elves and Dwarves lower their egos to submit requests simultaneously, Ghouls and Ghosts propose the salvation methods, dragons and mythological creatures are curious about many things, and of course, Demons with their secret requests. "This place accepts all requests! Please leave a good review for me!" is the voice of the shop owner, earnestly hoping for a job. But the customers preferred to leave warnings for them, one after another, "Don't ask too much, just submit your request. Oh, and also, don't pry too much about the request, especially when the daughters are there..." A group of little girls surrounded a customer who had just entered through the front door, pleading and slightly insistent in their voices, "Dear esteemed guest, we'll take the payment now." Even a Demon Lord was helpless in the face of such extortion. This is the story of a wholesome father with his cheeky daughters!

Hahito Kessaku is a 16 year old boy who dreams of living a normal life while leaving behind his old life he is enrolled in Kanpekina academy where he learns to connect with others and experience what it means to be loved

In a world torn apart by endless war, where nations clash and borders burn, one man stands apart—a lone specter of death on the battlefield. Jacob Black, the Oni of the West, carves his legend in blood, his katana singing through the chaos of a fractured Earth. With raven-black hair and storm-grey eyes, he moves like a shadow, cutting down foes with ruthless precision, unbound by flag or loyalty. But fate is a cruel trickster. Ambushed by a rain of arrows marked with a serpent’s eye, Jacob’s world erupts in blinding light. Dead? Not quite. Instead, he’s thrust into a strange new realm by Raphael, a crimson-haired enigma with golden eyes and a dangerous grin. “You’ve been chosen,” Raphael declares, offering Jacob a chance to reshape his destiny in a world where desires become reality. Wary and blade-ready, Jacob faces an impossible truth: his past as a warrior, born between empires and forged in slaughter, is only the beginning. What awaits in this new world? And what secrets did his father’s betrayal hide? Dive into a gripping saga of relentless combat, cunning betrayal, and a warrior’s quest to conquer not just enemies, but fate itself. Will the Oni of the West rise again, or will this new world break him? Read now to unleash the storm!

Ever just woke up and wondered to yourself 'What the fuck', yea me too... seriously though. I died, or so I thought. Apparently not, now I have to figure everything out about this new world while avoiding dying for 'real'; I guess next time might be my last.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.