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HIGH FIVE YOU BROKE ASS PEOPLE

a story about a girl who has been in an abusive relationship no matter how hard she tried free herself he always kept this bird trapped in its cage, but.... 

( also this is my first time making a story on this app so I don't know how to make a book cover help pls ;-;)

He was in disbelief. 
The head of the department laughed at his reaction. "Snap out of it, Aihara. You look like I've just fired you."
"I'm sorry, sir!" Kaoru regained his composure. "I didn't expect this. Thank you very much."
The older man sitting opposite him in the meeting room just smiled kindly. "It's a great achievement for someone at your level. Hakusen should have hired you when they could."
Kaoru stared at the mock-up of the cover of the book with his design. It was for an up and coming novelist, who wanted a cover expressing separation.
A senior designer had overseen the project and Kaoru was staffed on the team. They spent weeks trying to meet the novelist's demands, on top of other assignments.
It came to a breaking point when his senior threw in the towel.
"I give up! He's just being fucking unreasonable. What's wrong with our ideas? Screw this."
Kaoru had been helping to polish his senior's work up until then. When the team went home dejectedly that day, he stayed back and thought about what the novelist wanted.
They had been fixated on a darker, wintry look. It made sense since the novel was equally dark and tragic.
To Kaoru, separation was on a warm autumn day, when leaves fell together with the hearts that followed. The memories which kept resurfacing during the entire project. 
He sketched out an idea and showed it to his senior the next day.
His senior was going to throw it into the bin when one of the team leads of the production department passed by and noticed it.
"Hey, let me look at that."
Kaoru had seen him before during meetings. Confident, effective and with a personality which  engaged with others easily, Fujiwara Ren was one of the rising stars in the company.
His senior handed over the sketch grudgingly. Fujiwara's hazel eyes scanned it and then asked Kaoru, "Is this your work?"
"Yes," Kaoru admitted.
A warm smile crossed Fujiwara's face. "I'll ask his editor to show it to him."
Both his senior and Kaoru had been shocked. 
That was three days ago. Now, he was sitting in the office looking down at his first book cover. Kaoru couldn't believe it.
He was on cloud nine for the rest of the day. His co-workers who have heard congratulated him heartily, except for the senior designer who muttered something to the effect of him lucking out.
Kaoru didn't mind if it was luck. It gave him a tiny confidence boost. 
Even if his inspiration was…
Don't think about it at work, he told himself. When he went home, then he could try to piece his heart together, as he often did ever since that day.
He tried to look for Fujiwara to thank him but the man was out for meetings. He did manage to speak to Miss Tachibana over the phone to convey the good news to her. 
When he left the office, he finally saw Fujiwara at the lobby.
Kaoru waved to get his attention.
Fujiwara looked up from his phone and grinned. "Aihara!"
Kaoru went over quickly and bowed. "Thank you so much. For the cover."
"It's your design," Fujiwara reminded him in a friendly manner. "Thank YOU. If not, the project would have been delayed and I'm probably still in the office."
Kaoru was embarrassed. "No, I..it was just an idea which came to me."
"Don't be so modest," Fujiwara chuckled. "You're such a cute junior!"
"Who's cute?" a deeper voice asked, amused.
A taller and very good-looking man appeared beside Fujiwara. In a suit and still carrying a briefcase.
"Shin! You're on time," Fujiwara exclaimed happily. "Meet Aihara Kaoru. From the design department."
Then to Kaoru, he introduced the man easily, "This is Kurosawa Shinobu. My partner."
Kaoru was surprised. 
"Nice to meet you," he said.
"And you," the man returned and added wryly. "Ren isn't giving you trouble, is he?"
"Of course not!" Fujiwara protested with a pout. "I'm the perfect senior."
"He's very kind to me," Kaoru agreed. "I got my first book cover because of him."
"He's just being unnecessarily humble," Fujiwara countered and told his partner, "My project is back on track. He's the reason you can take me out to dinner today."
"In that case, you have my thanks too," Kurosawa told Kaoru.
They made a dangerously attractive couple. It was clear that they were in love. Kaoru could see the adoring laughter in Fujiwara's eyes and although his partner seemed to be the more reserved type, the glances he gave Fujiwara contained a certain softness.
"Not at all! Anyway, I shouldn't take up more of your time." Kaoru smiled. "Have a good evening."
"Bye! See you around in the office!" Fujiwara waved cheerfully.
He could still make out bits and pieces of their conversation as he walked away.
"Just dinner? I haven't seen you for a week."
"What else?"
"Shin, don't tease me. Unless you don't want to..."
"Fine. A quick dinner."
"Now we're talking."
It didn't take much imagination to know what they could be referring to. Kaoru found himself smiling at how comfortable they seemed with each other.
When he got into the packed train, he finally let his mind wander. 
What was Keigo doing right now? Was he still in the office or traveling for work? Did he find someone who could make him happy?
Somehow, seeing Fujiwara and his partner together made him missed Keigo so intensely. What wouldn't he give to have just one dinner, free of any consequences and repercussions?
Kaoru knew back then that it would crush his heart. 
He hadn't expected that it could possibly be irreparable. Unlike the defect from his childhood, this could not be healed by any surgery or medication.
The human heart, once scarred, was never quite the same.

"You need money. I want company. It’s a fair trade.” That was the start of the relationship between Wada Keigo and Aihara Kaoru. How far will they go?

If there was one thing that I had learnt from my short association with Regiis high society, it was that they loved their banquets. Ceres had attended three banquets in as many days when I had been away training in the Nexus and today, we were attending another one. Though, to be fair, it was my wedding banquet so allowances could be made for it.

But even as I hobnobbed with those who approached me and stuffed my face with small portions of every delicacy on the buffet tables, half of my mind was still immersed in the moment Artemis and I had sealed our bond.

There was a book I had come across in the Regiis public library that had called to me more than any other. I had read it cover to cover in the short bursts of free time I had during my week-long training montage before my fight with Artemis.

It had been an eye-opening experience. The author – the Prime Minister – had talked about his life and experiences as a Tamer. As a man who had reached the highest political post a Hominum could hold in Regiis, his words were quite persuasive. He had spent a large portion of the first half of the book expounding on how he had managed his relationships with his six wives and resolved conflicts when they arose. He had distilled his entire life experience into several rules he had instructed his readers to follow while giving anecdotal evidence from his personal life for his successful application of each one.

As informative and at times entertaining as that had been, it was the second part of the book which had grabbed my attention and earned him my respect.

In the second half, he went on to discuss the darker aspects of marriage to multiple women. Not all of his wives were equally talented in the martial path. This had led to them plateauing out at different Tiers. Three of his wives had never managed to exceed Tier 3 while the rest had broken through to Tier 4 and one of them had even reached Tier 5.

What this meant was that three of his beloveds aged much faster than the others. In the book, he had discussed how he had dealt with the mental burden borne by those three wives and finally, how he had coped with their early passing.

Before reading the book, this was something I had subconsciously known, but never really thought about.

The entire book was full of similar crystallizations of his magnanimous experience from having led a full life. It was a crying shame that it wasn't more popular than it was. There was a stigma attached to being seen reading such books. It was akin to admitting that you weren't capable enough to manage your relationships.

Which, in my opinion, was utterly short-sighted and silly. What I took away from reading the book was that the author had learnt many things from a life full of missteps that he didn't want his later generations to repeat. If we could take advice from our elders about magic, then why was asking for relationship advice so different?

For pushing past that stigma and publishing this book, as well as for its contents, I was a great fan of the Prime Minister. Not to mention, he was a wonderfully accomplished artist and one of my idols in the field of calligraphy.

I had been really excited about getting to see him working on our contract marking. But Artemis had given me a really pleasant surprise. First of all, by the touching gesture of having me mark her like the rest of my wives, showing her willingness to integrate into our little family, and secondly, by giving me the opportunity to complete an artwork under the Prime Minister's guidance. I had learnt a great deal about his style and technique as I worked on his design, with him holding my hand through each step. The finished bond was undoubtedly the best work I had ever created.

After it was over, the venerable man had invited me to drop by his residence with Artemis sometime for a chat over a cup of tea. Apparently, he was an accomplished linguist as well, and the person who had taught Artemis what she knew about languages. That was why she had referred to him as Teacher.

I was looking forward to the visit.

Glancing around, I noticed Lara talking to Ceres. She had a young girl by her side who resembled her really closely. Probably her sister. What was her name again… right! Rhea. They seemed to be hitting it off well with each other with the girls chatting with animated gestures.

Leaving them to it, I scanned the crowd again.

Phobos seemed to have been abducted by a lanky, bespectacled professor from the Academy who was in the process of having a heated discussion with her. Or, at least, he was getting heated while Phobos was picking at her plateful of fish fillets with her fork while occasionally poking holes in his arguments with an accompanying gesture with said fork.

I shook my head. Not going to poke my head into that mess.

Deimos… No need to guess. That glutton resembled her element as she gusted through the tables of food and swept them into her bottomless pit of a stomach like a whirlwind. Watching her eat always made me wonder how she managed to keep her lithe figure. It was unscientific.

I made my way towards her. She needed to talk with people more. Using food as an excuse to rebuff conversation wasn't a very healthy practice.

On my way, I caught sight of my final and newest wife standing with her family. Artemis still looked as stunning as she had the moment she had stepped into the hall and stolen my breath away, the Emperor, the Empress and Venus by her side.

By not going over to talk to them, I knew I was procrastinating… but I was feeling quite awkward about meeting the in-laws. And, to be honest, my intentions for interrupting Deimos weren't pure, I wanted to grab her as a shield before I went to have my first real conversation with my bride's family.

Just as I reached my little white-haired cheetah, a melodious ting rang out through the venue and all conversation slowly faded away as everyone turned to the source.

Emperor Cyn Pavone lowered the crystal goblet and the silver spoon he had been ringing it with.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, We are very thankful for your presence this auspicious afternoon and for the blessings you showered upon the new couple. We shall take up but a bit more of your time to make an announcement before We let you return to your revelry."

He paused, panning his gaze across the audience to ensure he had their attention.

"In view of recent developments, We in consultation with the Council have reached the decision to alter the rules of the current Swayamvar." Waiting for the murmurs of the crowd to die down, he continued, "For the first time in history, the contest will be open, to not only Regiis, but the entire world."

[Beast-girl Harem]

"I was born with an extremely prestigious but combat-weak logistics class. As the son of the clan head and the next heir, that just wasn’t enough of an excuse to spare me from my father’s grueling training.

For in his creed the only strength that mattered was that grasped in one’s own two hands.

In my journey through the lands with my harem, I was grateful for his training as it saved my life multiple times when my girls weren’t there to engage in combat.

This is my story."

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"How do you do, Senior and Young Master? Ah... I recognise you, you must be Kuro-san, our one and only Blacksmith in town... Come and take a seat... What can we do for you, Gentlemen, on this fine evening?"

"Ah... Head of Treasurer... How kind of you. We had made a proposal for our Kuro-san here and he told me of his dilemma and situation right now. If it is other matters at heart, we would have brought him to somewhere else and cheer him up."

"However, he had a small financial dilemma and I am sure this would work out both ways. So far is the STM instalment scheme that has been in progress?"

"Ah... It has been very good since you had exercised the 12, 24 and 36 months scheme and we had made better margins and our Treasury seems to be more flourishing."

"That's good to hear that, here is the case that I want to present to you. Since this was an impromptu meeting, I do hope you could look into the matter and discuss and approve on it."

"That's not a problem, anything good for you would also good for me and this Treasury, Young Master! What have you got in store for me?"

"May I borrow your reed pen and a piece of paper? Let me draft the proposal and you may get it approved and it can be made proper afterwards."

The Head Treasurer eyed me with full enthusiasm because whatever proposal I have would benefit him most. Since I was sitting on the leftmost chair and Kuro-san was at the other end, only Hiko-sama saw what I was writing and proposing.

I quickly wrote on the piece of paper titled Micro Financing for Business and below I write Treasury Building, Kitakata Village. Below it, I wrote an amount of 20,000 gold coins. Then I made a calculation based on 24 months which amounts to 833 gold coins 4 silvers per month. I add 20% to it and became a 1,000 gold coins.

Then I divide it into 30 days and it amounts to 33 golds and 4 silvers. I round off the interest and the profit the bank earns and it was 4,000 coins.

15,000 deposit to Fasuto Japan KabushikiGaisha and 5,000 gold coins for us. 

After doing so, I passed the drafted proposal for the Head Treasurer and at the same time, I placed our corporate account book on the table.

He looked at it for some time and saw a hefty profit at the end of the paper and he smacked his lips. He was thinking of this young man recommends anyone to take up a micro-financing loan as what he wrote here at the top, every 10 business that takes a loan of 20,000 would earn the Treasury 4,000 and that would total to 40,000 on interests alone! This kid got the brains!

"Kuro-san has agreed for a proposed amount of 36 gold and 4 silvers to be paid to this Treasury. Furthermore, its a profit of at least  5 gold coins per day, am I right?"

The Head Treasure flipped out his Docomo mobile phone and keyed in the calculations and a smile slowly crept up his face! A daily interest of 5 gold coins! Even his salary of 1 year won't be able to cover the monthly profit for the Treasury! Damn! He's got a mobile smartphone man!
 
"Do you agree on the daily repayment of 33 gold and 4 silvers, Kuro-san? If you do, I would take this draft and be undersigned by you and be notarized by me. We could end this business dealing in just a few minutes time."

"Yes, I agree with the proposed and have the financial capacity to settle it daily. Here, let me undersigned this agreement."

Kuro-san took the paper and made sure everything is in order before he wrote his full name, local name and date and undersigned the top portion above his name. He passed the paper back at Head Treasurer and he notarised it by melting the red sticky thingy and stamped it using the Treasury logo.

"How do you want it, Young Master?"

"5,000 in gold coins for me and the rest goes into the corporate account. Thank you so much for accommodating us, Head Treasurer."

"No problem... No problem... It had always been a pleasure if doing business with you." the Head Treasurer called his assistant to prepare 5,000 gold coins for me while he took the account book and made an entry of 15,000 and he added the interest after that.

He handed the account book to us and Hiko-sama checked the entry and we bowed deeply to the Head Treasurer and all 3 of us left the building. Hiko-sama was given a large wooden chest where it contained 5,000 gold coins in bundles of 20 coins. It was heavy and cumbersome and somehow when he slipped it into the sleeve if the kimono and into a secret compartment, Hiko-sama walked with ease.

We headed back to the house and I asked for the assistance of 4 delivery boys to load up 40 crates of Refined Iron and deliver it to Kuro-san. He was delighted at laying his hands on the 20,000 plates of Refined Iron plates at a discounted price. Even if he sells them at 5 gold coins, he could earn 1 gold and 5 silver per Refined Plate. Hahahahaha...!

Kuro-san bowed and left with a load of crates that our delivery boys had pushed using 4 handcarts.

Another day, another killing. The total float cash that we have is more than 9,000 gold coins and it would last a while since we only pay for food supplies. And it could even salary up to 6 months ahead.

Hiko-sama pointed to his head and gave a thumbs up and handed me the large wooden chest that appeared mysteriously from the sleeve of his kimono. I took it and bring it to the storage room where I counted the bundles of coins and it had amounted to 470 bundles. 

I separated 100 bundles each and place them at random inside the pottery pieces. There is more than 2 handful of gold coins and I threw it into the charity box that had not been used for a very long time.

I walked out and went to the 'aunties' and find out what's for supper. I told the 'aunties' to just serve us dinner, while I took a few cobs of raw corn and began to remove the kernels. After I had removed them, I used a large saucepan and a bit of animal fat. I threw in a handful of corn kernels and used another saucepan and covered it as I shook both the saucepans together.

A few short moments later, there was some popping sound emitting from both the saucepans and when it was all quiet I asked for a plate and poured the contents over and walla! We have popcorn!

(actually, popcorn comes from sun-dried kernels and I just bullshit and make it as if popcorn comes from fresh, raw corn)

The 'aunties' saw it and tasted the new snack and they liked it instantly. I requested for their assistance to fill up 3 large bowls and serve it with dinner afterwards and I headed back to the garden.

"What did you do just now? I thought I heard fireworks."

"Ah... That was popcorn... Corn that pops on the pan and pops right into your mouth."

"Wow... Another new product... Are you going to Patent it?"

"Nah... It is just a normal food snack. I'm not going to patent it. But we will patent the Peanut Butter instead and name it Skippy!"

"That name already belongs to some other corporation! Devise another name!"

That voice again that came from offscreen. If he can change the script, why can't we? Naaaahhhh...fat ugly Mr Director. And now he's chewing the popcorn! Damn....!!

"I've decided to call it 'PinattSubata' ... Damn you Mr Director... I want to use a catchy phrase also cannot. So we need 2 phases for this. When we have the new warehouses on the new plot of land, one would be used for glass blowing, while the other would be 6 huge machines to churn this into peanut butter and 2 lines for processing and another line for frying."

"Here, I draw it for you... So that you can see what I had in mind. Just imagine, every household buys 1 every 3 days... We would be supplying thousands of bottles of this."

I drew the layout on how the process would be and placed it aside as dinner was served. It was fried garlic rice, with egg and saba fish and a crispy deep-fried fritter made from chopped vegetables and flour. Nom... Nom... Nom...Nom... Nom!

When the popcorn came, everyone took some and was delighted at how soft and light the snack was. I told them we can have it like this, slight salted or even with honey flavoured. 

I saw the 'aunties' preparing some for themselves and find it quite delectable as a snack and decided to present it for the employees tomorrow for afternoon tea. This would be a change of variety for them.

I called one of the delivery boys and asked him to summon the kitchen supplier as we need to discuss with him something. He galloped to the trading district and galloped back with the supplier. As we had finished our dinner, the only thing was the 3 bowls of popcorn.

I showed to Kami the proper way of eating popcorn was throw it in the air and catch it with the mouth. Everyone tried and laughed hysterically when some popcorn entered the nostril, some hit the eye and only Hiko-sama was able to catch it with his mouth on the first try. The owner of the kitchen supplier just looked on at how childish these grown-up men were.

I drew a diagram from a side view and a top view of a large diameter and low surfaced blender or mixer with blunt fins to stir up contents inside such as flour and a spindle at the side when one full turn would make the bladed fins spin at 20 or more RPM. He said he got a smaller version about a third of the capacity and I asked what's the capacity like.

He explained the capacity is about 2 kilograms... And with interchangeable blades. If we need the huge ones, he had to bring it to another Hollywood set where they used a ray gun to make the film, "Honey! I blew up the kids!"

I told him to reserve 9 of those for future projects and asked him to blow it up to 5 times the normal proportion. I would need 4 to 6 of those in the future. He said he would work in it and let me know the prices.

He took and a handful of popcorn bowed and left while he threw one popcorn in the air and try catching it with his mouth! Hahahaha it's really vital and it's catching on pretty quick...!

After finishing our light snacks after dinner I informed the group that Hiko-sama and I would like to take a walk in the trading district for a while.

"We are going to look for a glassblower factory if it exists. If not we have to find a few people to do it. Want to join us?"

The men agreed and we walked towards the trading district to look for glassblowers. We asked for directions and found one that was quite secluded since it was a factory and there is no one that made personal trades there.

I peered in and asked for the owner and he emerged a few moments later.

"What can we do for you, Gentlemen. This is a glassblower factory and we make orders for oil lantern glass, bottle glazes like the Ramune and other stuff for trading. Come in and take a look at our humble shop."

The moment we stepped into their production area, we were hit by a wave of heat that comes from opened door furnaces. There were bare-bodied men and Willaim from BGT would normally get him excited like a cat in heat.

I was thinking of getting our own glassblower but the furnace seemed too hot for comfort and it's a fire hazard. Our warehouse is not made from masonry but rather pinewood for its panelling. Hmm... Bad idea. Bad idea.

Everyone seemed rather uncomfortable in the heated factory while Hiko-sama and I acted as normal because of the daily affairs at our Blacksmith in the Realm of Mind.

"Kind proprietor, do you make glass containers with a glass top that could be airtight? Do you have a sample to show in your showroom?"

"Coke this way, Gentlemen. I can see your colleagues are already sweating buckets!"

The owner brought us to his office where there was an array of glass pieces, that comes in all sort of shapes and sizes and uses. I saw a cylindrical glass with a cute handle and asked if he could make this that could hold 250 millilitres of content with a glass top to make it airtight.

"Yes, it's possible. You wanted the same design as well?"

"Just a slight variation. Could you make this surface flat on this side and the same cylindrical as the rest?"

"That's possible. It's not hard really."

Ah... Die Liao! He had used a magic word that I love. Its called simplicity.

"How about the imprint of a label like Ramune for example. Are you able to do that too?"

"Yes, we can... We will get the Blacksmith to create for us an iron stamp and while the surface has cooled down a bit, we would press in right into this glass to make the imprint. It's easy, even a kid can print it."

"That's great, what's the price like? I mean if there is a glass cover, all we need to make it airtight is to use onion skin paper right?"

"Ah... Yes... It is shaped like a paper doily and just place it here and use the glass cover to cover it. If you are looking at this design, slightly shorter and with a cover, it would cost you only 5 coppers. But if you at 50-100 pieces, I could give you at a price if 4 coppers 5 bronze."

"Since the production is simple how about if I counter this at 2 coppers?"

"Owh... It is a break-even price, I think we would only make a bronze it two pieces if you counter with the price. No, Gentlemen, it won't do."

"I offer you at 2 coppers per glass max at a production of 250,000 pieces. All neatly stacked in 50s per carton. If you earn a bronze each, you would earn 250 gold coins altogether, right?" 

"It's 50 per crate and a total of 5000 crates. Write me up a receipt and we can conclude the order. My good man here will pay a partial deposit of 50 gold coins first and the rest when all the 250,000 pieces had been completely delivered."

"Its a deal, Gentlemen. So what are you going to print on it?"

I took his receipt book and drew an oval shape logo. At the top, I wrote Fasuto Japan and the bottom I wrote KabushikiGaisha. In the centre, I wrote "Pinatt Subata".

He took it and asked what is this "Pinatt Subata" and I explained to him that I am not a Japanese and I took it from Google Translate from a direct translation of "Peanut Butter".

"Ahhh... No wonder. I have heard of Fasuto Japan KabushikiGaisha and heard that someone ever stood up against the Mayor and talked him down until he left the premises." 

"By the way, it is in the past so right now, let me write you a receipt for the order. When do you need them?"

"You can make as many as you can first and once it is prepared, pack them first in the crates and store them in your warehouse and we will let our boys come and pick it up when our warehouse is ready."

"Very well, Gentlemen... We will get it ready, so I write in a deposit of 100 gold and remaining 4900 gold when it's complete, right?"

Hiko-sama took his free hand and inserted into his sleeve and magically took out 100 gold coins and passed it to the owner. He didn't believe his luck when he received such an order from the well known Fasuto Japan KabushikiGaisha where its members were all low profile personnel.

We thanked him and bowed as we left his showroom, past his open furnaces and out from the factory, ushered by the owner himself. He bowed deeply to us and we bowed back and he was thankful for the business that we had given him.

"Wow... Simply wow. I don't know how to negotiate like you but your mind really works very fast. Faster than the MRT in Tokyo! The way you negotiate really is terrifying. And your mind can calculate what these men are after... And that profit!" Toshi spoke to us when yet again we had stuck a deal at a bargain price.

I looked at Hiko-sama and said, "Easy money... Easy come, easy go." Hiko-sama nodded as he understood that we had gotten a 5,000 float cash and all go to the glass factory.

"The shape of the glass looks weird with a handle," Kami said after a while.

"Do you know why it's shaped like a drinking mug? After the contents are finished, the customer can use it as a drinking mug. And when people drink from that glass, they would remember to buy some more of the Pinatt Subata."

"Just imagine our town of 10,000 residents and 4 residents to a household. We would expect every single household to have this Pinatt Subata and at that figure, we sell about 2,500 bottles at 1 silver every 3 days. Or an equivalent of 250 gold per 3 days or 2500 gold coins per month. That's for 10,000 residents."

"How about 100,000 residents, it would be 2500 per 3 days or 25,000 per month. Or maybe 1,000,000 residents that would reap an income of 250,000 gold coins per month. That's the max for a million residents. A humble silver could rake in so much."

"True... True... True... You're so good at figures and a forecast. With the drinking  glass-shaped container, it serves 2 purposes, one is for storage and another to drink from." 

"And it's free advertising every time they raised the glass to drink they will see 'Pinatt Subata' and the company as well... You kid... Are you a Major from Business Administration or Business and Marketing or both?  Hahahahaha... "

I smiled as this chapter comes to a close at over 3k words so I would be able to move on and write another chapter and mass release it as 3 chapters per weekday and 5 or more on weekend!

My name is Sam Mulder and I am about to travel through Multiverse Transmigration as I took over the body and soul of significant people from the 19th century right to the present day.

As I transmigrated into their bodies, taking over their past recollection and memories. Reaching a set of goals would successfully made me Leap into the next and into the next, until I finally transmigrated back into my own body.

Travel with me throughout the world, and experience the Roller Coaster Ride of Emotions from being a child right to being an elderly man, as we elaborately narrate in each of these series.

Basketball training base.
Yunas held the tactical board and explained while drawing, "This set of tactics is like this. The defender stops here, then the center will come over to pick and roll, which will cause a misplaced defense. At this time, the defender is facing It's the opponent's center..."
Zhang Guan listened and then said, "Then the center moves inwards, attracting the cut, attracting the forward to make a defense. At this time, there will be a short space, the ball passes here, he needs to make a defense, there is a space on the sideline, and the pass to the sideline. I can shoot if I don't have an assisted defense. If someone helps you pass and shoot here, isn't it?"
"Uh, yes, that's right, it looks like this, do you know this tactic?" Coach Yunas asked.
"I guess this is the way, if I were to organize, I would fight like this." Zhang Guan said.
"Well, let's look at the next tactic." Yunas contested to wipe the tactical board clean, and then painted the position of the players on both sides of the attack and defense.
Coach Yunas then said, "The center was originally in this position. He now moves here. Joining this center can shoot. Just like our national team's Yao and roughly, then this time the opponent's center must also guard. At this point, there will be a vacancy in the direction of the inside line."
"Then breakthrough, attract the assist defense, pass to the center or the free-throw line forward player, spare the bottom line to run back, and then pick and roll out of position, here is the weak side position..." Zhang Guan followed coach Yunas's words to explain this tactic clearly.
"You know this tactic again?" Coach Yunas asked.
"I think it would be more reasonable to play like this!" Zhang Guan said.
Coach Yunas shook his head inexplicably, he cleaned the tactical board again and painted the position of the player, and this time he did not take the lead in explaining the tactics, but directly asked, "If you organize this attack, What would you do?"
"The point guard is holding the ball, the power forward in the fourth position is the cover, and the shooting guard in the second position is stepping forward to cover the center and swap with the center so that the empty position and the center are on the side of the ball. If it is Yao then, with his shooting ability, he can completely shoot the ball after receiving the ball at this time." Zhang Guan answered.
"The assumption is not Yao? For example, if the opponent is here, he doesn't have such a strong shooting ability, what should he do?" Coach Yunas then asked.
"It depends on whether the center has a chance to sing under the basket. If there is, the center cuts into the inside line and then passes. If not, it can be passed back to the fourth position. At the same time, the weak side should submit the third position. After going forward to cover the center, move to the bottom corner of the other side, and move the second position outwards, so it is a pity that the second position will face the fifth position. Whether the second position player breaks through to give way to the center's singles or breaking the ball to the third corner of the corner, are very good offensive options." Zhang Guan said.
Zhang Guan talked endlessly, and Coach Yunas looked at Zhang Guan with a weird look.
"How did Zhang Guan come up with such a complicated tactic? I may not even be able to think of such a complicated tactic. But if this tactic is used, it may be very useful." Thinking of this, the coach shook his head, "What am I thinking about myself? I am the coach! And Zhang Guan is not even a professional basketball player!"
"No, how can someone without professional basketball training know so many tactics and can design such a complex offensive tactic? The key is that he just glanced at it and thought of this tactic, which is completely on the spot. It's just a judgment! Why do I feel that Zhang Guan's basketball tactics are better than Yao? This is impossible, I don't believe it!"
Coach Yunas continued to disbelieve, continue to use basketball tactics to test Zhang Guan, and later even let Zhang Guan crack the tactics. Zhang Guan responded with ease every time.
Now Zhang Guan has studied Kobe's experience book. Although Kobe is not a master of tactics, he has participated in so many games in his 20-year career, he is well-informed, and his tactical literacy is on the top of the NBA, although far from the famous coaches in the NBA, is still far more than enough.
Originally, Yunas felt that the simplest pass-and-match cooperation that Zhang Guan could learn was already a successful task. After all, Zhang Guan was a person who had never received professional basketball, and his tactical literacy was almost zero. Understanding certainly cannot be compared with professional basketball players.
However, Zhang Guan's tactical qualities have far exceeded Yunas's recognition.
So at this time, Yunas was completely shocked by Zhang Guan. With the deepening of the conversation between the two, Yunas found that he had never encountered such a tactical player.
"Genius, is this the legendary genius? I played ball for more than ten years when I was young, and later became a basketball coach for more than ten years. I have never met an athlete like Zhang Guan. This tactical accomplishment, It takes training and time to develop, but Zhang Guan turned out to be self-taught, how old is he, 21 or 22? Even when Jordan was his age, he did not have this level of tactical literacy! I can't find any other interface besides genius."
Coach Yunas' face was dull, and the next moment, his eyes became determined.
"I have such a talented athlete, I must not let him go, and I will keep him in my team anyway! Maybe he will be the biggest killer in my hand when the Olympics!"
...
Tian Xie, the president's office.
"If our cadres still use past management methods and do not keep pace with the times, it is also an incompetent performance! They should not continue to sit in the position of managers." The deputy director of the General Administration finished the cooperation. After entering a small book, he then said, "This is the original word of the leader, and he does not miss a word."
The chairman nodded silently, then took a deep breath and said, "The meaning of leadership, I understand. Training and learning in this area."
The chairman said here, thinking for a few seconds, and then said, "As for some cadres who are lacking in abilities, if they are not suitable for staying in existing positions, we will make adjustments as soon as possible. Do what you can kick out mediocre, and inferior cadres!"

This is not my original work, I just wanted to continue this novel so I’m translating it on my own free time. Please Enjoy
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Athletics, sprints, high jump, a long jump he could do it all, breaking the world records was known as the “Emperor Track and Field”;
In the arena of basketball with his invincible shots
In the football stadium did not lose a game known as “the undefeated king”
On the tennis court, he won four Grand Slam in one year.
On the track created numerous “firsts”
He is the greatest Olympic champion.
He has many world records
He is the ALMIGHTY ATHLETE

Neji had just woken up , he didn't think that the caged bird sealing technique would be so mentally tiring and make him faint. Neji saw that his father was seated besides him when he woke. 
Seeing Neji wake up Hizashi gave him a melancholic smile, he felt that his son was let down by the clan even when he saved their successor and averted a big war. 
" Father don't worry, i am alright , i don't feel any different from before" said Neji.
" It is good that you are fine, make sure to rest properly as the ceremony would have drained your mental strength. The chakra in your body is derived from both the mental strength and physical strength, so an imbalance in them will affect the chakra output." said Hizashi caringly.
"En" nodded Neji. 
Just then the door opened and in came Hyuga Hiashi. Both Neji and his father stood up to greet him. Neji was surprised as to why the clan head came to check up on him, but he didn't show anything and maintained a poker face.
" How are you holding?" inquired Hiashi. 
" I am feeling alright lord clan head" respectfully replied Neji. 
"Hmm, make sure to rest well and regain your strength, Hinata will be starting her training in a few days and she will need a sparing partner" concluded Hiashi and walked away before the father-son duo could reply.
Hizashi who had felt happy when Hiashi came to check upon Neji was now seething, after all the things that happened his brother still wanted his son to be the clan's servant.
Neji saw the anger in his father's eyes but he didn't feel humiliated or betrayed as he saw this as an golden opportunity to study the main families techniques. And he knew he will not be bound for too long as only main family successor's were allowed to be home schooled. He will sooner join the academy and meet his team mates.
With these thoughts in mind Neji asked his father for some money. Hizashi didn't know why Neji had asked for some money but he gave it to him anyways.
After Neji got the money he informed his father that he will visit the village as he had been cooped up in the house till now. Since the main families fuinjutsu had been placed Neji was now free to leave the house hold and play. 
So Neji changed into a new kimono and started to leave when his father stopped him.
" Neji, here use this bandage to cover your forehead" said Hizashi as he handed the bandage to Neji.
Neji smiled and said " Father why should i have to cover the seal?"
Hizashi didn't know the answer so he said" We usually cover it because it will feel weird when people see the curse mark on our forehead"
" Father acceptance is the path to happiness, just because we hide the curse does it disappear and more over its now a part of my identity and so i will showcase it as my pride and the shame of the main family"
Hizashi was worried that Neji was holding a childish grudge and he feared that the higher ups may punish his son. 
Neji just smiled and proceeded to walkout of the compound, he was too excited to see the village of konohagakure for the first time with his own eyes. He didn't have the time to worry about what others thoughts about his appearance as it was inconsequential to him.
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As Neji made his way out of his house a hidden figure was constantly following him, usually the branch members don't get an escort but seeing his potential Hiashi had appointed a guardian for Neji without the knowledge of the other clan elders.
Neji was unaware of this and cheerfully went towards the village. His memory of the city layout was as not good as he thought and so he started to make himself familiar with the village.
The village was divided into many districts , there were
the academy district,
the commercial district,
the residential district,
the seperate estates of hidden clans like the Uchiha, Nara etc.
then there was the Hokage office and other governmental buildings before the famous hokage stone faces. 
Neji walked slowly around the village and making himself familiar, along the way he could see some familiar faces. He saw Asuma and Kurenai walking towards the dumplings shop were Anko was already seated and waving at them. He saw Kakashi before a book shop, today was the release of the  first series of Icha Icha tactics it seemed. 
Watching all this Neji controlled himself from grinning like an idiot as it was so familiar and similar to his memories.
Kakashi lived up to his fame as he sensed the gaze of Neji.
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Kakashi was standing in a queue to buy the book penned by one of the sannin. He was so hyped to buy it, but just like always he was late as he stood motionlessly before the third Ninja war memorial in the morning and ended up forgetting the time.
As Kakashi was patiently waiting in line, he could feel a sharp gaze towards him, he searched to the source and saw a cute little kid in a kimono looking at him with a smile on his face. By the color of his pupil and the curse mark on his forehead Kakashi determined he must be from the famous hyuga clan. 
He felt pity in his heart when he saw the curse mark on he kid's little forehead, but that was life. Kakashi slightly waved his hand towards the kid and smiled. Kakashi had been depressed for long after the loss of his teammates and teacher and was recently discharged from the ANBU by the 3rd Hokage. So Kakashi was still sorting out how he will deal with his pentup grief. Looking at the innocent smile on Neji's face Kakashi was reminded of 3rd's proposal to become a jonin instructor. Kakashi made up his mind to think about the offer once more when he saw the hyuga kid bowing slightly and walking away.
" It seems the Hyuga's are so strict that even a kid is taught etiquette" thought Kakashi. 
Soon the line moved and Kakashi once again concentrated on his current mission " buying Icha Icha tactics" and forgot about the kid.
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Neji having familiarized with the village design proceeded to head towards the commercial district to buy some ninja gear like scrolls and kunai etc. The shop owner was surprised at the things Neji asked seeing his age but he sold them anyways. The hyuga clan would provide him all that but he wanted to keep a secret stash for emergencies.
Neji only had some loose change now after he bought some supplies. So he made it towards his next destination the ichiraku's Ramen shop. 
He had half expected to see naruto but he guessed naruto would not show up here until he was 5 or 6 years old.
As Neji entered the establishments he saw the familiar faces of Teuchi and his daughter Ayame. Both were younger looking than the anime. They were also surprised to see a little kid with a weird forehead tattoo trotting into their shop, but they welcomed him the same. Ayame lifted him and placed him in the stool and poured him some water. Neji ordered a takeout for small miso pork topping ramen and left the establishment when it was ready. Neji had always wanted to visit a place if he ever reached konoha that was atop the hokage stone faces. Neji made his way towards the top and sat on the shodaime's head as it was more comfortable(no pointy hair), and enjoyed his ramen while watching the most scenic view in all of konoha.  
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Hiashi was having some tea and dumplings when a messenger came and reported young Neji's activities. Hiashi nearly choked on his dumplings when he heard that Neji flaunted his curse seal.
There were no rules in the household to cover up the curse mark but this was a first. Eventhough Hiashi might seem cold and stern he always had a soft spot for his brother and his nephew. So Hiashi didn't think of punishing Neji for embarassing the main family as they were the ones who placed in the first place. He ordered that this information mustn't reach the ears of the other clan elders. Hiashi just let it slide as a small prank that will die out after sometime, but he couldn't have been more wrong in his whole life as after some time all the branch members would openly flaunt the cursed seal and it would lead to a massive pressure on the main family and stop the practice that had been going on for ages to come to an abrupt halt within a few decades.

A hard core Naruto fan gets reborn in Naruto universe as Hyuga Neji. Will he stick to the original story and sacrifice himself?, hell no. 
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 Disclaimer!!!!!
i do not own Naruto or its characters, this is just another fan-fic.
Release schedule-2 chap/day.
The writing quality might not be good- i am a novice author.

Xiao Jinning was successful in the entertainment industry for a very long time. She hadn't just relied on the influence of the Liu Family and the Xiao Family; she had also had some common sense herself. Hearing Qin Xinying's words, she stood up with a sneer and said, "I don't need your help."
She knew that there was no such thing as free lunch. Although this woman had only said a few words, she could tell that she didn't like Xiao Rou and even hated her as much as she herself did. How could Qin Xinying condescendingly just say to her that she could help her?
Well, although she was not very clever, she knew that this woman was trying to use her. Yes, she wanted to deal with Xiao Rou, but that was her own affair, and she wouldn't follow the commands of this woman.
Seeing Xiao Jinning stand up, Qin Xinying smiled as she changed to a sitting position, looked casually at Xiao Jinning's back and moved her red lips, saying, "Miss Yao, accepting my offer won't affect you handling Xiao Rou, right? Why don't you accept since you'll be dealing with her anyway?"
Xiao Jinning stopped her footsteps, looked back at Qin Xinying deeply, and asked with a frown, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Qin Xinying looked at the seat opposite her, took out a name card from her handbag and indicated for Xiao Jinning to sit down. The latter looked at Qin Xinying before walking over to pull up the chair and sit down again. Qin Xinying handed her name card to Xiao Jinning and said, "Here's my name card. You can have a look."
Xiao Jinning hesitantly took the name card on the table and took a look at it, following which a glimmer of surprise flickered across her eyes. She raised her eyes to look at Qin Xinying and asked, "Qiao's International Group?"
Qin Xinying smiled and didn't speak, admitting her identity. Xiao Jinning continued to look at her name card. When she saw the name "Qin Xinying", her eyes became wide open and she looked at Qin Xinying in disbelief. "You're Designer Qin?"
Nowadays there weren't many famous domestic designers, but the name of Qin Xinying had been heard of by most domestic female stars because she was internationally famous for a pair of shoes she designed. She didn't have her own brand because she said she was just a clothing designer, not a brand founder. What she wanted to do was to design rather than to do management work. Her words drew the praise of many designers at home and abroad, so many foreign designers intimately called her Designer Qin instead of calling her by name when meeting her.
Qin Xinying used to work for the costume design department of Empire Group and designed several popular clothes. During this period, she also designed jewelry that was also unanimously recognized by the international fashionistas.
In recent months, Xiao Jinning hadn't heard any news about Qin Xinying. She had thought this talented designer's inspiration had dried up, but to her surprise, she had quitted Empire Group and was working for Qiao's International Group which was also very powerful, especially in City A…
Clothing, shoes and jewelry were what every woman yearned for. Xiao Jinning's eyes turned eager as she stared at Qin Xinying. She said, "Miss Qin I like the clothes you designed very much. I bought several of your clothes and put them in my collection. I like them so much that I keep them in my wardrobe carefully instead of wearing them."
Qin Xinying smiled and raised an eyebrow as she asked, "Really? I'm honored." A flash of disdain flashed through her eyes.
Xiao Jinning looked at Qin Xinying with a twinkle of worship in her eyes. "I never expected to meet you in City A." She looked at Qin Xinying's name card. "How long will you be staying in City A?"
After all, a specially invited designer was not a real permanent employee…
A cold gleam flickered across Qin Xinying's eyes and she sneered, "Miss Yao, do you think I can't influence people here if I'm not in City A?"
Xiao Jinning smiled apologetically and replied, "Of course not…"
Qin Xinying was the daughter of the Qin Family in the capital. Although the Qin Family was not powerful, Qin Xinying was a good friend of Miss Tang Xi, the heiress of Empire Group, and everyone knew how powerful Empire Group was! It was an international organization which even Qiao's International Group couldn't rival. Its branches were almost all over the world. Tang Zhenhua, the head of Empire Group, was a legend in the business world. Not only did The New Yorker publish his special edition, but also The Times as well.
And such a great man only had a granddaughter. He ardently loved his granddaughter and would grant her whatever she requested. Everyone took delight in talking about the entertainment kingdom he built for his granddaughter and many people wanted to visit it.
Moreover, Qin Xinying happened to be a good friend of that girl who grew up in a castle and was superior to a princess in social status. More importantly, Tang Xi would also give Qin Xinying anything she requested.
Qin Xinying was very satisfied with Xiao Jinning's reaction. She smiled and thought that being that woman's friend was indeed beneficial. Even though she had died, she could scare those who were afraid of Empire Group even without mentioning her name. The woman in front of her, as well as the people of the design department of Qiao's International Group, were the best examples.
At this thought, Qin Xinying suddenly felt that it was better not to disclose the news of Tang Xi's death. Once it became known that Tang Xi had died, she would become a nobody without any backer in the eyes of outsiders. Then it would be much harder for her to accomplish anything than right now.
And…
As Qin Xinying thought back to how sweet Qiao Liang and Tang Xi had appeared when they were together, a gleam of hatred flashed through her eyes. Now the only thing with which she could win back Qiao Liang was Tang Xi's whereabouts. She didn't believe Qiao Liang really didn't care about Tang Xi. He just wanted to force Tang Xi to show up by dating Xiao Rou, but she had died. How would it be possible for her to show up? Then let her create a Tang Xi!
Since he liked Tang Xi, then…
"Good." Qin Xinying cast a deep look at Xiao Jinning and gave a faint smile, saying, "I wonder what Miss Yao plans to do with that country bumpkin named Xiao Rou?"
After checking Xiao Rou's information, she became more certain that Qiao Liang was acting with Xiao Rou. Although she was beautiful, the Xiao Family had admitted that she was just a girl who grew up in the mountains. With the social status of the Qiao Family, how could they accept such a girl?
Moreover, she believed that a person like Qiao Liang wouldn't do anything to disgrace his family.
…
Tang Xi saw a car at the gate of her school and then saw an "uninvited visitor" in the car. She looked at the journalists hiding around the school gate, rubbed between her eyebrows, took out a book to cover her face and then rushed towards the car. As soon as she got into the car, the car door was shut and the car sped away.
Tang Xi shouted, "We're at school. Slow down the car!"
The man in the driver's seat gave her a sideways look with a smile and slowed down the car, asking, "Are you sure?"
Tang Xi put her hat on his head, put her mask on his face and hummed. "Yes!"


Xiao Rou, a girl growing up in a poor countryside family, found that she was actually the daughter of a wealthy couple, and her mother mistook another girl as her when she gave birth to her in hospital. She thought she would change from an ugly duckling to a noble swan and lived happily ever after with her real family, but the reality gave her a heavy blow. The girl, Xiao Jinning, who took her family, her fiancé and everything else from her, used every possible means to frame her up. She returned to her biological parents only to find her parents despised her but doted on Xiao Jinning. She was framed as a thief and expelled out of home. And then, she was hit by a car and stomped to death by Xiao Jinning. her tragic life was ended.
Tang Xi, a real princess, the heiress of the powerful Empire Group, was murdered by her greedy relatives. When she opened her eyes again, she found she was in another girl’s body. She became Xiao Rou and had a magic system—008 in her body! With the help of 008, she began her journey of revenge. She would avenge poor Xiao Rou, punish the murderers of her, become the most popular star, and….make up with her true love---Qiao Liang. 

After that little talk with Meixiu I went to the 8th floor, and soon my name was called out.

Knocking the door I went inside the cabin which said on the door Liu Gen,
 
May I come in, asked Daiyu.

You may, Gen replied.

After placing my CV in front of him, he went through it and after a minute or two he looked at me and than at my CV, questioning something in his mind.

Miss Daiyu, I can't see your surname written anywhere in this, he said.

I just don't like to put it, with my name, Daiyu said, (she knew that this question is going to be asked as she had experienced this in all the interviews and the owner of the boutique was okay with it. )

(Gen ignores that situation)

Nevermind let's start, as you know we are looking for a professional designer to design jewellery and I don't want to brag but the Yang group is world famous for its jewellery designs, so in order to hire you I will have to see your works if you have??

Sir, just to let you know I am still a student in Parsons and only 6 months are left for me to be a fashion designer and my interest is in designing clothes, not much in jewellery though and I didn't knew about this job , it's someone who sended me this address an hour before because there is designer's job vacancies available in your company and I thought you needed a clothes designer but actually it was vice-a-versa and I need a job, but you see during free time I do design jewellery designs in my sketch book that I have it  with me right now, if you want I can show it to you? she said.

Yes please, he replied.

I gave my sketch book to him, and when he was looking at my jewellery designs he was smiling and I wasn't able to figure out that whether he was smiling because he liked it or because it was very bad and not upto their companies standard.

He took more than 5 minutes, with my sketch book and I decided to ask him whether he liked it or not.

Sir, I know my designs are not so good, it's fine....

Huh...miss Daiyu your designs are not good.

What ???, questioned Daiyu, she thought how could he directly say her like that, even though her designs were not good.

No I don't mean it like that way, you see it's one of the best designs that I have seen till now, you should not degrade your capability or your design, you should sit more during your free time and sketch more.

Thank you, I truly appreciate your comments...So...anymore questions Sir, Daiyu asked.

No more questions, and listen you are hired you don't have to wait for a call,he said and handshaked with Daiyu.

Thank you, Sir, I'll try to put my best, she said.

Okay and I am hoping for it and your tomorrow's schedule will be emailed it to you by tonight, he said smiling

Okay sir.

Liu Gen's POV;
 
Brother Hai and Brother Wei had told me to take care of the interviews, as they will come late and I gave in to help them, it was my first time taking interviews and I thought it will be a piece of cake for me but who knew that I have been duped by both of my brothers, this shit was way more irritating, than those business clients of whom cases I had solved, I mean since 10 a.m. I have been stucked here, interviewing all these clingy species of koalas dressed in a women clothes that too in the size of a handkerchief.

Ahh...(he scratched his head), both of you, I hate you, I can't do this anymore, he said.

 However, the next interviewee who entered my cabin was very different, at first I thought she was a model, she was dressed simply but her entire attire was black in colour, her presence was different than those girls that he had interviewed today, she was not clingy and koala type, she was a straightforward and sincere girl came for a job and not a typical one who tries to be flirty, when I saw her CV, I wasn't able to see her surname when asking about it she gave me an answered that kinda surprised me, upon hearing her answer I understood that she might have a past and should change the topic, she even cleared out the things that I was about to asked her without giving a thought that after saying this she might lose this job opportunity from her hand, later the sketch book that she handed me amazed me, I mean  how can she design something so beautiful and rare, and that too when she is not specialized in. 

Daiyu was a talented gem that our company needs, and if I let her go, without hiring her than their company will lost a precious gem, he thought. 

Without giving any more thoughts to it I hired her, though this is not the procedure their company follows where they directly tell the interviewee that she is hired, normally they call the interviewee by their assistants, and let them know regarding their jobs, but this was the first time that  someone from the company has ever did so, and I was confident about my choice.

After she left, I was sitting at my chair smiling like a fool and busy in thoughts that how can there be so much difference between Daiyu and other girls.

Daiyu's POV;
I never thought that I'll get the job so easily, but I was very happy about it, because I can't wait to complete my year at my school.

Later, I picked some snacks on the way and went to the old age home, where I usually visit whenever I wish and only my mom know why do I go there, and I am thankful for her that she never stopped me.

After enjoying my time with Grandpa Lei and other people, I left for the boutique. There I designed some clothes, while doing so I didn't knew when time passed by and it was already past nine, I left for my house after freshing up myself and dining, on my way to my bedroom I received an email regarding my new job schedule and according to it I have to reach the Yang Group by 9 in the morning, due to which I went to bed early as I didn't want to be late on my first day, as even though I am not an experienced designer in jewellery designs, but still I was given an opportunity by Mr.Gen and I am grateful for him.

20 years old Daiyu never interested in love, hated the word 'LOVE' except the one she has for her mother. She is in search for a second part-time job in order to complete  her fashion designer course and to help her mother. Until one night she gets involved in a seen where she encounters the two men Liu Longwei and Yang Hai. Where both of them turns her life upside down...



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Wu Ji and his team went to Japan for an Asian MMA training camp. In addition to the training, there's a few friendship games and regular competitions, too.
The fighting conditions in Japan were considered very good in Asia, featuring both an excellent social foundation and atmosphere, as well as plenty of competition experience. Kyoto, especially, is the best site for large fight competitions in Asia outside of Macau.
When Wu Tong realized Wu Ji was going to Japan — and after finding out about events at the Singapore airport — she instantly called Meng Fan. It sounded like Meng Fan was staying a few days in Japan, so she instantly thought of having Meng Fan find Wu Ji.
She was still worried for Meng Fan!
While she was proud of Meng Fan, she was still concerned. She was afraid there was an organization behind the hijacking; if they found out Meng Fan's identity, they'd do him harm. Yet Meng Fan was so relaxed he still wanted to be out in Japan, which wouldn't be as safe as China. 
She heard previously that Meng Fan was going to Japan after Singapore — something to do with manga — now that Meng Fan told her the same thing, she didn't want to force him to come back to China. However, she still ordered Meng Fan to stay at the hotel and not go anywhere before Wu Ji's arrival.
After some more conversation, Wu Tong could hear Meng Fan was checking into the hotel, so she hung up.
The lobby for the Aman Kyoto Hotel was on the 33rd floor. The tallest part of the lobby was almost 30 meters high, crossing six levels, and proved to be a stunning sight when you looked up.
The interior of the hotel lobby featured a distinctive style similar to Japanese lanterns, presenting a different effect with the light and shadows, depending on the time of day. It was very unique.
The huge lobby offered check-in services as well as meals and drinks. One could enjoy an afternoon tea, all meals, plus drinks and coffee and more. In the afternoons and evenings, female artists in kimonos would play piano and provide art performances.
To Meng Fan, the most striking thing about the lobby, other than the grandiose size, was its symmetry.
When he was checking in, the employee offered him a welcome drink and hot towel. Then, he was led upstairs.
His second eldest sister, Meng Cailian, reserved a luxury suite of almost 80 sqm for him. Divided into a bedroom, lounge, office, and bathroom, the room was large and comfortable.
Since Meng Fan was Chinese, the employee taking him upstairs was bilingual in Chinese and Japanese. After she explained the facilities of the room and other services, she left after delivering a welcome letter, snacks, and a room entry card.
The entry card was built into a belt buckle and could be worn on his waist when he went out to prevent losses and make it easy to carry. Of course, this belt buckle was a custom design and made an ordinary belt look quite upscale.
What if you didn't have a belt?
Then you could put the entry card wherever you liked.
After Meng Fan closed the door, the first thing he did was take a shower. It had been more than 24 hours since he last bathed, not to mention the six-hour-plus flight he just had.
"Ahh, this is nice."
Meng Fan walked into the bathroom and turned to the right, which had a toilet next to the double counter. There's plenty of room in the bathroom; other than a shower and a jacuzzi, there's also a sauna.
All of the toiletry products in the bathroom were the Aman Kyoto Hotel brand, with great quality and a full selection.
After a shower, Meng Fan started soaking in the jacuzzi.
Then, he sweated for ten minutes in the sauna. So relaxing!
If Meng Fan wanted, a phone call would bring a massage therapist, male or female. Female therapists would undoubtedly be pretty; however, they were medical therapists, and there's nothing funny with their services.
After a relaxing time in the bathroom, Meng Fan ordered a meal and went toward the TV console in front of the bed.
The TV was hidden inside the console and could be moved up or down.
Behind the TV console was a minibar. After he opened it, he saw all kinds of beverage containers for tea, wine, coffee, and others. There was a fridge full of soft drinks, water, milk, and juice, all of which were free and were refilled daily. If one drank them all and wanted more, it could be refilled for free as well. In fact, if you didn't want the drinks in the minibar, handmade coffee could be delivered to you.
The environment was amazing; the service was comprehensive. After all, this hotel charged more than 100,000 Japanese Yen per day.
This time of year wasn't the peak tourism season, so the hotel charged 120,000 to 130,000 Yen for this kind of room. If it was the peak season, a smaller room would run to more than 10,000 Chinese yuan.
When it came to peak and off-peak tourism seasons in Japan, there was an interesting theory. For all southeast Asian countries including Japan, the peak and off-peak seasons depended largely on whether the Chinese people had holidays.
In a little while, Meng Fan's meal was delivered. It was a two-people dinner as requested. The food looked beautiful, the kind some girls would take photos of before reluctantly eating. The taste wasn't bad.
Meng Fan wasn't in the habit of checking food for poison. He inhaled the food quickly, then he started pacing in the hotel suite.
Even if Wu Tong didn't give the order, Meng Fan didn't plan to go out. He didn't even want to go to a CV meet and greet in the afternoon.
Why?
He was staying in to draw manga!
By now, he had +12 points in comic book Settings and Scriptwriting attributes. The story in his mind had been plotted over and over. He also had an outline and many sources of pictures, so he wanted to focus and draw today. He planned to have an opening chapter before visiting Shueisha Comics and Kodansha Comics — he wanted to submit his manuscript! 
There were also 10 points in attributes he didn't assign yet.
Meng Fan started thinking of how to assign them.
The 10 points weren't too many, but they weren't too few either.
Wait!
Meng Fan remembered something else. He hadn't completed [100 Champion Honor Points] yet. If he got this title, he'd receive +3 points in Drawing skill, Settings, and Scriptwriting as rewards in attributes.
Currently, in his bank card, in addition to the 500,000 yuan from Bai Zhi, he also got paid for the royalties from 8th Station streaming platform last month. In addition, there were the 100,000 dollars in reward from the airport and Japanese airline, which was given to Meng Fan after a conversion to Chinese yuan, so he definitely had more than a million yuan now.
He made money so he could spend it.
Meng Fan was perfectly happy using the one million yuan to get nine properties. Strictly speaking, it was 500,000 yuan; after all, half of what he rewarded him belonged to himself.
He logged onto his account on Penguin Animation and Comics Online, and in a flash, he added 100 million Penguin Bucks into his account!
He was going to use them all on "There's a Spirit Underground" but thought it was too selfish.
He clicked on "Create New Work" in the publishing platform. After careful consideration, he entered the name of his original comic, "Legend of the Mountains and Seas," and uploaded a book cover he drew earlier. Now the book was ready for review.
Meng Fan called his editor, Yixin, asking him to help review and approve the book.


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.

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