I carry Julian to the hospital next to our school I burst through the doors and say "HE NEEDS HELP!!!" The doctors take him from my arms and immediately make his breathing come back and stabilize again I look at Julian as I ask "is he good to be ok Doc?" The doctor says "yeah just give him a few hours and he should be good to go!" I say "oh thank the heavens!" Julian starts to stir awake and says "h-hey Lula don't w-w-worry I'll be fine see?" I say "I see just take it easy now you took a hard punch to the gut I thought I was too late and you could've died I'm such a horrible person how could I let a sweet person die that's not who I am-" Julian shuts me up by giving me a hug and a little kiss on the cheek I blush and Julian says "I'm fine I've almost died a lot of times you would never believe how many times anyway we're going to have prom in a few months and I can't wait!" I say "A PROM???!!!" Julian nods and says "cool huh?" I nod and say "I've never been to a prom before!" Julian says "of course not silly I mean today's the first day of high school!" I say "oh yeah how could I forget there was so much happening this morning that it felt like forever!" Julian says "hey time flys also wanna hear a creepy story!" I say "sure?" I sit down and Julian tells me a story called Escape The Ayuwoki


-Julian's prospective-


I tell Lula a another story I like to call kuchisake onna, I say "over a thousand years ago in the Japanese heian period a samurai was married to a beautiful woman she was the object of everyone's attention and she knew it she would walk around town and asked the those who stared 'Am I Pretty?' The samurai was not happy with the attention she was eliciting and when he discovers that his wife was being unfaithful he wanted he to pay one day armed with a knife he attacked her he pressed the blade into her cheek and slit her mouth ear to ear leaving her with a bloody twisted grin he said 'Who Will Think You're Beautiful NOW?' Soon after she died and returned to earth as an spirit named Kuchisake-Onna The Silt-Mouthed Woman in the late 1970's a country wide panic broke out after numerous people claimed to have encountered Kuchisake-Onna more police officers were assigned to night duty students were required to walk home in pairs after school people took extra precautions to avoid this vengeful spirit because any encounter would be DEADLY If you were walking alone she will appear around a corner Wearing a trench coat and a surgical mask In Japan her attire would not seem out of the ordinary since it was common for people to wear such mask to prevent the spread of germs you will assume she is just an ordinary woman then she will approach you and ask 'am I pretty?' if you say 'no' she will pull out her long pair of scissors and kill you on the spot and if you say 'yeyes she will bring her face closer and peel back her mask to reveal her disfigured mouth she will ask 'am i pretty now?' No matter how you respond afterwards your fate will remain the same however a few school children discovered a way to trick Kuchisake-Onna A When she asks her question responding with an ambiguous 'so-so' will confuse her long enough for you to make your escape Do You Dare To Try Your Luck?" Lula says "No way!" I say "ok then if you say so" Lula says "I mean it that sounds scary!" I say "want me to tell you another story called THE SMILING MAN~" Lula giggles and asks "it's about you isn't it?" I say "no it's about a creepy guy at night dancing with a huge grin plastered on his face while looking upwards!" Lula says "OH HELL NO THAT SOUNDS LIKE THE AYUWOKI STORY YOU TOLD ME!!!" I say "ok then buuuuuut can i tell you a different story?" Lula asks "better not be a scary one!" I say "it is" Lula says "last one after this though I'm going to hide in my locker if it's too scary alright?" I say "ok anyway it's the smiling man!" Lula says "NOOoOoOoOoOoOOoOoOoOoo!"

Author's Note: I've been avoiding writing SI's like a plague, but after reading such wonderful fanfic like Dreaming of Sunshine by Silver Queen and a hilarious one like My Life as Ishikari Mayu by TFK-fan118. I couldn't resist. Not sure if I could match up to either authors, but thanks for reading!
 
Iryo-nin Kasa
Prologue
Whoever said death is nothing to be afraid of have likely lived a full life. Though, I suppose the same could be said for the reverse. Those who fear death have never truly lived, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself.
My name is Kasa Mon, the idiot who doesn't know how to die properly.
And let me tell you, dying hurts. Not sure if it would still hurt when you're completely dead, but seeing I'm too stupid to die properly… Yeah, I'm going to have to get back to you on that. Where was I? Right, dying and hurting. Try not to die if possible, but if can't be helped—friendly advice—stay dead. Trust me, coming back sucks want to come back.
I won't go into details regarding my first death because who really cares? This was not that story. Nope, this one is way better. What? I'm not lying! Don't believe me? Stick around a bit longer.
Remember I said I'm too stupid to die properly? Keep that in mind, it'll be important. Here's the thing about death. Everyone have their own interpretations of what would happen after they die. Those who are religious end up in heaven, hell, purgatory, nirvana or whatever place they believe they'll end up in. Atheists and others who don't believe in anything… well, they'll end up wherever they think they'll end up after death.
Sounds like a pretty good deal if you have high hopes for the afterlife. Of course, there are those who don't want to die or aren't willing to move onto whatever they think the afterlife is. Now, those people become spirits, demons, and vengeful souls and so on and so forth, typical horror story origin. Where else would these things come from?
Now, Kasa, where are you going with this? Remember when I said I was too stupid to die properly? Death is pretty straightforward, if one believes they go to heaven, they will. If they think they deserve hell, they go to hell. Simple and to the point.
Here comes the big question: What do I believe in?
To answer that, let's get to know me a little better shall we? Don't worry, this still isn't going to be that story, but bear with me a little. Before I died, I was normal—well, as normal as the average person I suppose. I was single with a typical family: parents, siblings, and aunts, uncles the works. Graduated with a normal college education, got a normal job. Nothing worth noting…except, the fanatic side that's obsessed with Japan, games, books and countless other fandoms.
I lost count how many came about over the years, but when I died there was one I was particularly obsessed with. That's right, Naruto.
Before you jump to conclusions and roll your eyes, this little trip is hardly a fan's dream come true. Heck, a nightmare would probably be a better description of what this is. Who in their right mind would want to live in a world filled with dangers like demons, wars and murderous organizations obliterating villages and towns like they were playing god-mode in Sim City?
Okay, I'll admit the idea of throwing elemental jutsus of mass destruction around like a badass was pretty damn cool, but hell what are the chances of me being able to do that? Not to mention I had no clue what the rules of death was when I arrived—No, back up a bit, forget the rules of death, I didn't even know where I was!
One moment, I was screaming in pain and terror from my previous death and the next, I was screaming in terror at the gigantic hands holding my cold and wet body. Where the hell was I? I wiggled and squirmed, but it didn't seem like my body wanted to listen. My vision clouded, my hearing muffled as though I was drunk… scratch that, being drunk was way more fun and less scary.
My mind was clear, but my senses were dull. At first I thought the long years of fanaticism finally snapped the last of my sanity. Why else would I be tended and cared for by giants? Giants that speak fluent Japanese of all things. Even the Japanophile in me is shaking her head at the blatant wrongness of western mythological creatures uttering Japanese. It took all of six months before I realized my mistake.
Why six months? Because it's hard to keep a coherent thought when anyone sleeps for sixteen hours a day and more so when they have a depth perception of eight inches or less. The lack of motor skills and control over my bowel movement and bladder was enough to drive me mad. Anytime I was awake, I did whatever I could to get any semblance of control. Not that I ever managed much, the rain always lulled me back to sleep. It always rained.
During this time, I learned that the names of new my parents, Somoku and Tesuri, the Japanese giants. Why am I still harping about them speaking Japanese when it's obvious they're not really western mythological creatures? The reason, my mother has red hair, natural red hair. Don't get me wrong; I love red heads. In my previous life I wished I had red hair, but here, it made no sense whatsoever. Her roots were red and I've never heard of any non-European with natural red-hair.
Even if this were a figment of my deranged mind, why isn't it in English? Japanese was a language I barely know aside from basic greetings and questions.
The weirdness doesn't end there, far from it. My father's coloring was even more bizarre, blue. Who has blue hair? What was he? An anime character? The thought was almost enough to throw me into a giggling fit. Keyword: almost. Why didn't I? Because when I tugged his hair, checking whether or not his roots were blue, I noticed it was covering something.
I have no clue how I looked when I saw that metallic plate against his forehead. My jaw must've dropped because he chuckled at my expression and pinched my cheek. There was no way anyone in this fandom that cannot recognize a ninja hitai-ate on sight. Oh, and remember what I said about nightmare? He wasn't wearing a Konoha hitai-ate.
Four lines, it was Ame, the symbol of the Hidden Village of Rain. The village of civil wars and the base of Akatsuki… Guess what my first word was in this world?
"Shit."
 
Author's Note: I want to pay homage to Silver Queen because her story got me into writing this SI. So check her story out!

The moment of truth that Kuro and the rest of his team had been waiting for, finally came.  Kuro went to the shin Osaka train station to personally fetched the star of the day. He also dressed up a little bit to give good impression.

Kenichi twitched when he saw his brother as soon as he was out of bullet train terminal. He held Cacha firmly by her shoulder and let her hand circled his waist, together they walked toward Kuro.

Kuro could not believe his eyes at all, he though he was  halucinating when he saw Kenichi was hugging a girl happily.
"What time is the meeting ?" Kenichi asked as soon as he was in front of Kuro.
"11.30"
"Lets go then" Kenichi did not evem bother so introduce them.

Not long after, they arrived at a small place on an alley somewhere outskirt of Osaka city. Cacha sat next to Kenichi while observing the room.   It was on the second storey of a shabby place, but the room where they were, was very luxury. She wondered why they chose the place for their business since the neighbourhood did not represent office area at all.  Probably because the rent was cheap, she tought.

"Won't you introduce us ?" Kuro said at last.
"This is Charlene, my future wife. Babe, this is Kuro"
"Since when I'm your future wife ?" She asked softly so only both of them could hear.
"You don't want ?" He teased her.
She pouted and pinched his waist "Annoying". 
He held her hand that she used to punish him and kissed it.

Similat with Ren, Kuro was astonished to see how Keinichi behave. He understood now why Ren said he was rather beat some one up rather than be with Keinichi and his girlfriend.

He had enough  so he knocked the wooden table in front of him loudly "Hey.. hey.. stop !!!"
"What ?!" Kenichi glared at him.
"Time for meeting" Even if it was not the time yet, Kuro decided to start it earlier. 

Kenichi looked at his watch "still to early.
"Forgor to tell you, I've moved the scheduled earlier" Kuro left. 

"Babe, I am gling for a meeting first. You wait for me here. They are going to bring some snack for you. Ok ?"
"Go, do your job properly. I am waiting here"
"Ok. It  won't take too long" He kissed her lips before he went to follow Kuro.

"Man !!! We only go down stair for half an hour meeting. Why do you act like you two are going to be seperated for years ?" Kuro complained. 

Kenichi ignored him and went down stair. For him, the earliest the meeting concluded was the better.

Few moment after Kenichi and Kuro left, a scary man came and placed a plate  full of sweet snack in front of Cacha. She was a little bit scare but she acted coolly.
 "thank you"  She said in Japanese.

She unlocked her phone then watched youtube.  However, She was uneasy as she could  sense any eyes were on her. She  lifted her head and surprised to see more than 5 scary men were there in front of her.

 She put her phone down.
" Is there anything wrong ?" She tried to said it in calm manner.
"she speaks Japanese" One of the men yelled in surprise.
"Do you ?" Other asked Cacha directly.
"A little bit"
"ah" every one chorused together.

"are you and third boss really dating ?" Other asked. None of them addressed Kenichi as third in command as they had been warned before not to let her knew about their business.
"Yes"
"Unbelievable" 
"Why ?" 
" boss has alergy to woman" one of the man blurted.
"Really ?"

"Lady boss, did you ever come here few years ago ?" One of them recognised Cacha. He had tailed them back there.
"Yes"
"you are her, right ?
"Her ? who is her ?" Cacha was confused.

"The girl that went to Nishiki market with boss"
"I did few years ago, but I'm not sure"
"It must be you. Boss only ever went out with a girl" 
"Really ?" 
"Yes" 
Cacha were happy with the answere " Tell me why did you said oniichan has alergy to woman"

Then, one by one, the scari men revealed all the event when Kencihi showed no interest to any woman.

"for real ?" Cacha asked after they all finished their own story
"Yes. we saw it by our own eyes" one man said while the rest nodded. They were alk real but  they hid some part that they thought it would made their lady boss angry or upsad. 

Cacha laughed as she heard all the story. The stories were getting more and nore interesting as more people turned up. Never crossed in her mind that this group of scari looking men was actually so fun to talk with.  They gossip time was cut short when foot steps   from down  stair were echoing.
"we need to go now" One by one dismissed their self  before their boss found out what they did. 

Kenichi headed back to second floor as soon as the meeting concluded. He sat next to Cacha and caressed her cheek "Sorry, I made you wait for long time" The meet took longer than expected.
"It's fine. is everything Ok ?"
"Of course" He saw the plate was untouched "is it  not yummy ?"
"Huh ?"
"The snack, don't you like it ?"
"Ah.. I forgot" She was to busy gossiping. She took one Mochi and ate it in one go. He smiled "Yummy ? what did you do when i was away ? watching?"

"Oniichan, you are so cute. I love you more and more every day" She kissed his lips. 

"Cute ? him ?" Kuro sneered.  His english eas bad but words of cute and I love you were well known. "Girl, your taste of man is rather weird. how come you said this cold blood man is cute" he said it out of loud as he did not know she could speak Japanese.

"What are you doing  here ?" Kenichi did not notice Kuro was following him. "Don't listen to him. He is just jealous" Kenichi coaxed Cacha. He did not want her to suspect anything about him.

" I'm here to take you for lunch. Lets go"

When they went downstair, every one bowed at them. Kenichi and Kuro just gave a faint nod while Cacha smiled brightly and waived her hand good bye to every one. The men there awkwardly waived back at her.
"Lady boss, she is cute"  one of them said.
"She is" 
"Lets call her cute lady boss" one of the suggested while the rest put their thumb ups. Since that day, Cacha nick name was cute lady boss.

Keinichi Anderson,  a mix of a Caucasion father and a Japanese mother was a coldman. He was born at rich family from both side of  his parents. Since he grew up alone while his parents was to busy with their business, he had alot of things that were hidden.  He never show any interest with woman until he met a little girl that was exactly had opposite personality.

Charlene Feng was just a normal girl. She was born ar a normal working family as the youngest with elder sibling. She was raised in Australia while her parents had a strong Asian culture.  As the youngest, She was spoiled by her siblings to the max. 

He did not talk much while she was flabbermount. He was mature while she was childlish. He was an independent man while she was spoiled by her family. He was rich and successfull man full of secret while she was just an ordinary girl who was very open with out any secrets. The only similarity between them was they was very low profile.
 

Did he really fall for her ? How could two people with different personality be together ? Would cultural differences made a gap between ?  Did Social status bring another problem ? Could she stand by him andd be his source of courage ? would they have an happy ending?

 Disclaimer
I don't own the cover picture. Full credit for the one that created it. 
If there was any similarity of name, It is purely coinsident.

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

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

Jesús POV

"Here we are, the real America." I said

"It's just how we left it a few months ago." Josue said

"So you're gonna walk us around this dimension?" Moka asked

"Yeah! You have to meet our friends, family and town." Josue pointed out "what if you people want to visit sometime?"

"Oh…ok then" Moka said

We went to my house first. I showed them the neighborhood and the parks. After this I packed some clothes, my I-pod, computer, and Wii, of course all games included. I went to the rest of the group and then we went to our old school CHS, to visit old friends.

"So, this is your old school?" Tsukune asked

"Yup! Well let's go everyone" I said. We are all teenagers, and this school is the only one in AZ. with an open-campus lunch, so the security guards though we were coming back from lunch.

Everyone was outside. We saw one of our friends; a senior named Kurt, and walked up to him.

"Hey what's up guys?" Kurt said "I haven't seen you in a while."

"Well we basically transferred schools." I replied

Kurt then saw the people behind us.

"Um…guys can I have a word?" he asked. We walked over to him. "Who are those?" he asked again.

'Josue you explain him.' I told Josue through telepathy.

'Alright!' he replied.

I walked over to the others.

"Okay guys! You need to speak English here, whenever you have questions tap either Josue or me on the shoulder, but no Japanese" I said

"Why?" Kurumu was the first to ask.

"Well there are some people who don't like Japanese people an-"

"So people won't find out we're anime characters!" Tsukune said cutting me off.

"Well, that's part of it. After all, not everyone watches 'Rosario+Vampire' which is the name of your show." I answered "What I was trying to say is that. As there are people who don't like Japanese people, there are others who love them. And they would probably want to come along."

"Oh! Ok then." Tsukune answered first.

"So Kurt, you understand now?" I asked

"Some what" he answered

"Ok! Kurt this is Tsukune, that one right there is Moka, the one right next to her is Kurumu, The small one right there is Yukari, Purple hair over there in Mizore, and carrot head over there is Kokoa." I introduced everyone.

"Who are you calling a carrot head?" Kokoa asked

"Who do you think? After all no one else has red hair." Josue replied.

"Teme! Anata Baka!" She yelled and started to swing a punch towards Josue. I gave her the worst Death glare I could ever give and she stopped.

"I didn't mean it." She said right away.

Josue POV

'He's not that scary.' I though

'What did you told them?' I asked Jesús

'No Japanese, and she just used it.' He replied

We kept on walking and reached the place were our friends usually hanged out. First one we saw was a sophomore named Bexley.(A/N: I'm putting the grades they're in because at the time this was written Josue was a freshman and I was a sophomore. In short; Josue=Freshman, me=Sophomore.)

"'Sup Bex!" I yelled

"Oh! What's up Josue? Where have you guys been?" he asked

"Long story short. We transferred schools." Jesús said

"And who are those?" he asked pointing at the others.

"Those are our new friend from the new school. We're showing them around." I replied and introduced them all.

"Oh! Ok, hello there." He said

"Hi, it's nice meeting you" everyone said to Bexley.

Jesús POV

We hung out with them for a while. Then out of no where an idiot I hate, that sadly goes by my name, Jesus [note the spelling. NO accent on the u], came up to us and started to push us around.

"Out of the way." He said and then saw Moka and the other girls. "Hey there babe! Want to go out tonight." He asked Moka

"Back off Jesus, otherwise we'll be forced to kick your ass for bothering our friends." I replied seriously.

"What are you gonna do?'" he asked.

I looked at Josue, who nodded a yes. Our speed and magic related abilities were still useable on this dimension, but none of the Yokai powers were useable.

I ran behind Jesus leaving and afterimage that then faded and elbowed him on the back sending him towards Josue. Josue kicked him up, and while he was on midair I put my hand on his chest and slammed him to the floor.

"Fuckers!" he said getting up and rushing us.

He 'punched' me and another afterimage faded.

"Huh!" he yelled.

"I would stop if I was you" Josue said "He's done warming up."

"Pfft! As if I care, I can kick his a-" just before he finished I did a knock out punch on his stomach.

"Told ya!" Josue said right before he passed out

"What was that?" Bexley asked

"Just something we learned on the new school. Here are some entry slips we got if you wanted to come along." Josue said

"Thanks! I guess" He said and got a few of them.

"Well, you guys have got to go so later." I said.

"What do you mean the bell ha-" Bexley started saying and was cut off by the bell. "How do you do that?"

"Hey, I might be at another school, but I still remember the bell schedule." I replied.

We walked to Josue's house and showed them his place. I was just a bit disappointed that I didn't see someone.

Jesús: "There, chapter done."

Josue: "And who might this someone be?" [Mockingly]

Jesús: "Shut up!"

Tsukune: "I'd say it was great."

Moka: "Agreed"

Kurumu: "Do you really hate that one kid that goes by the same name as you?"

Jesús: "as a matter of fact, yes! He's been bothering me since Sophomore year. {Note: I'm a Senior now}"

Josue: "So then, please leave any comments and tell Jesús here what you think about this story. He even accepts the good old 'You suck!'"

Jesús: "True I don't mind it."

Everyone: "Later!"

Jesús: "By the way. I'll be putting character info for Josue and me and also some others characters I might think up. I won't be putting one for Tsukune and the ohters 'cause I suppose you're reading Fanfic because you've already watched or read the series. anyway if you have or are wondering what Josue and/or I look like to get a better image of the story stop by my profile and check it out. I'm out."



What would happen if a pair of otakus were somehow drawn into one of the animes they watch? What would happen if they eventually drag some friends along? and what would happen if eventually they learn how to travel through different dimensions? Rated M for safety. not a crossovers because there will be more than just one. 

Also this was not create by me. The author is BlackCatSasuke

Have you ever wanted to be a happy virgin? Well, strap yourselves in folks as I shine a spotlight on My Succubus Girlfriend!


Artist


The artist we have here today is one Yoshitaka Maki. Unfortunately, I can't get much on them since their twitter is probably Japanese, given Merryweather's track record.


Summary


Izumo is your pretty average student, he gets good grades, is socially awkward and usually doesn't want any trouble. But trouble comes a knocking when a thick succubus named Anastasia visits his door to steal his beautiful cherry. But Izumo is not willing to give up the goods, so they are at an impasse.


Characters


Izumo: While he does carry a pretty stoic and scary face, Izumo is pretty much every introverted nerd. Despite this, though, Izumo's willpower is incredible for the people he does care for. Through his relationship with Anastasia, he manages to become a more social person.


Anastasia: Like every average succubus Anastasia is flirtatious, bratty, and confident. Through her relationship Izumo she manages to realize sex appeal isn't everything.


Overview


Yoshitaka has an amazing art style that makes me feel like this is a manga colorized. While I will admit comedy for me is hard to describe, but I'll try my best here. Despite their characters being predictable, there is just enough nonsense and absurdity that makes this story relatively hilarious. Another great aspect is that the series does have ongoing story arcs to keep things fresh. Weird premise aside, Anastasia and Izumo have subtle but great chemistry with each other. The fantasy world that the series sets up also has a lot of variety that unfortunately never comes to pass


During season 2, the artist, unfortunately, had to pull out the series, but through the power of *******, a new artist took their place. The new artist I felt like it was really good, but they didn't like drawing the characters, and there was a lot of fan backlash. Thus the series was put on hiatus.


Epilogue


Overall, msg is a great WEBTOON that, unfortunately, got capped in the worst way imaginable. But the series has recently made a return to form with a different artist, and I hope I can see this season 2 storyline unfold once more.

Just a simple person is trying to shine a little light on the beautiful world of webtoon. With a splash of sarcasm, narration, and spitfire along the way.  And who knows I might have other segments just for the hell of it.

This is a one-shot MichiruxShirou fanfic.
This story takes place after Alan's defeat, sometime after the events following Season 1, Episode 12.

Chapter 1

Michiru leaned on the railing outside of her room, atop the roof of the Beast Co-op building. A breeze whipped blue locks across her brown, furry forehead and ran away with a sigh that escaped the downturned mouth of the pensive tanuki girl. Her heavy-lidded gaze swept the dark city, glittering with lights and reflections, with stars and water, as she sank her face deeper into her hands, her elbows bracing herself against the rail. She was dressed as usual, a sporty red jacket over her tank-top-shorts combo, the whites of her sneakers shining against the glow of the outside sensored lights that suddenly flashed on at a movement. Teal eyes opened a little wider, but Michiru stood still, looking ahead.
"Hey Shirou."
"... You're so sure it's me?" Replied a gruff but friendly voice out of the glow that suddenly lit up the rooftop.
"Well... it would be pretty scary if it wasn't, at this hour," Michiru shrugged as she pushed herself off of the rail and turned to look at the too-young-looking owner of the deep voice.
Shirou walked closer to join her at the rail, his alabaster skin and pale hair bright against the dark background of Anima City. His gloved hands were buried within the pockets of his billowing tan trench coat, giving away nothing of the human physique that was hidden beneath black clothing. His odd, green eyes locked with large teal ones and crinkled in a rare, small smile.
Both leaning their backs against the rail at a conversationally close distance, they looked at the sky.

Every night, since the night Michiru had silently dubbed "The Night of Alan's Defeat" - when Shirou thoroughly thrashed the former CEO, along with his plans to wipe Japan and the planet of "mix-breed" beastmen by forcibly turning them human - Japanese helicopters occupied Anima City airspace, despite the peace agreement established by both governments. 'A necessary surveillance' until Nirvasyl Sydrome was completely eradicated, according to the human Japanese government as well as their allies across the globe. Creation of the serum obtained from Michiru and Nazuna was only the first step to establishing a vaccination protocol for beastmen worldwide. Despite Mayor Barbara Rose's best efforts to contain the spread of news concerning Nirvasyl Syndrome, the Japanese government had contacted their allies shortly after the successful administration of the serum to Anima City residents, hoping to profit from the expected demand of the drug and secure leverage against Mayor Rose and the rights of beastman. The Japanese prime minister was forthright with his hatred of beastmen after admitting to conspiring with Sylvasta Pharmaceuticals and continued to dangle political threats over Anima City's residents' rights, should Mayor Rose not fully cooperate.

The helicopters, though their numbers had thinned somewhat in recently weeks, irritated Michiru and kept her awake. She was already in the process of changing rooms to avoid the nightly clamor, despite her preference for the solace of the rooftop. Gloomily, she ackowledged a passing thought, "Humans ruin everything..." before letting it get swept away in the growing wind. She didn't really believe that, but she'd heard it enough that it began to become something of an earworm that echoed in the recesses of her mind as political tensions rose and as Shirou's identity and job became more nuanced. He was a beastman of action and hated being drawn into negotiations with humans, which was happening more and more frequently. It was actually becoming rare for Michiru to see Shirou without him rushing off somewhere or meeting with someone and she found herself missing his company and their brief, awkward conversations.

"Tomorrow finally ends their occupation," grumbled Shirou, face still turned up at the sky in an unfocused glare.
Michiru's head whipped around to look incredulously at the serious beastman, jaw slack. "No way!"
"Way," he smirked as he met her gaze, pulling a gloved hand out to offer her a small candy, a gesture she found touching. She took the candy, gratefully, opening it and popping it into her mouth as she smiled back at him.
"Thanks Shirou. For the candy... not the helicopters. Well... thanks for that too, I guess...?" Now she didn't know what to do. She'd have to cancel the move in the morning. She could stay on the roof! The thought dawned on her like morning sunshine and, suddenly, the cloud hanging over her lifted. She'd be able to sleep soundly again!
"Well, it has nothing to do with you," he snorted but stopped when he saw the look of bliss radiating from the tanuki girl. He blinked, reconsidering his words, "... but I'm glad that we're finally rid of their incessant noise..." he finished, uncertainly.
"Heck yes! Thanks for letting me know, Shirou! I can still keep my room!" Michiru sighed happily.

***Currently on hold while writing original content but will be back in the near future***

A BNA fanfic by a big fan who doesn't have near enough fanfics about BNA to consume so had to write her own...

「Who came?」
「I'm not too sure. All that he's said is that he's been traveling around various places」
　One day, I was teaching Kyle magic.
　My elder brother, Baito-nii, told me that a person had arrived at my base.
　Until now, there haven't been many visitors from outside in such a remote village as ours.
　Maybe because it's unusual, did Nii-san come all the way to tell me?
「No, that's not the reason. It's because the traveler said he heard about you and this village and said he came all the way here to see it for himself」
「Hmm, I wonder if this village has become a hot topic」
「Maybe because you defeated the wild boars. I think we should talk with him. I'll bring him in」
　With that said, Baito-nii jumps out of the front door.
　Even so, is me defeating some big boars really that much of a hot topic?
　I was a little nervous about what that stranger was coming to do and waited for the traveler to come.
　* * *
「It's great to see you for the first time~desu. It's great because I'm working hard on manufacturing while traveling~desu」(TLN: This traveler is using some Japanese phrase that when translated directly that says 'I'm sorry' at the beginning of every sentence. I replaced the 'I'm sorry' with an 'It's great to' because it makes more sense. Also, I added 'desu' because that is one of the only phrases in Japanese that I can think of which are used in almost every sentence of a designated character.... Here are the raws: 「お初にお目にかかるでござる.)
「... You are?」
「Ha ha ha. I'm sorry for the way I speak in rural areas~ desu」
「Maybe you're from the east?」
「Oh, I get that a lot~ desu. Yes, I was born east of this place, so I speak like this~ desu」
「... Is it an island country?」
「Ah? It's not an island country, but it is able to be seen on a map」
「Don't worry. Nice to meet you again, Ars~desu」
「I think we should get to the first question you asked. My name's Gran ~desu」
　Baito-nii brought a man who spoke differently than those from this area.
　Do some people in the east speak like this?
　What kind of place is it, I wonder?
「So why did Gran-san come here?」
「Hmm. Actually, I heard that the wild boars were subdued around these parts~ desu. I definitely wanted to see it with my own eyes」
「Hmm. It's okay. Well, I'm not into stuffing the dead boars as prizes, so I don't have their body with me ...」
「By the way, who subdued the wild boars? I'd love to see that person」
「Well, I did」
「What? A child like Ars? Excuse me, but I can't believe it~ desu」
「Well, I used a trap and it's not that big of a deal」
「Mmm, no ~ desu. I heard that wild boars are terribly ferocious and scary creatures from other villages」
　Well, listening to such a story may not be strange.
　In fact, the story would have been told everywhere in the villages near this northern forest.
　Once upon a time, several villages were created to turn the vast forests into fields.
　However, in the end, no village succeeded in cultivating.
　The development of the villages disappeared, or they became smaller than before and somehow held on against enemies like this village.
　The reason was the wild boars.
　To some extent, as the development progresses, we will always run into the big boar problem.
　Even though the trees was cut down and a field was created, the crops in that field were devastated by the wild boar.
　Furthermore, the characteristics of the large wild boar were a problem.
　After learning the taste of the crops in the field, the wild boar teaches its children and eats the food.
　But that was still managable.
　The problem is that they can sometimes remember the taste of humans.
　Wild boars are an omnivorous animal and they don't usually like it, but sometimes they eat meat.
　Of course, there is a possibility of eating humans.
　A wild boar that cuts through the forest and has nothing to eat eats the crops in the field.
　If that boar eats all of the crops, what else is left?
　Unfortunately, some villages were destroyed by wild boars that learned the taste of humans for some reason.
　Even in this village, the story is handed down from parents to children and grandchildren.
　Even if you stay in your house, if you are in a farmer's shoddy house, it will collapse due to the rush by the huge body of the boars.
　It is no exaggeration to say that the wild boar is synonymous with fear for humans living in a village near the northern forest.
「But in the end, it's just a big wild boar? Why did you bother to come and see it?」
「I didn't know that Ars fought against the wild boar ~desu. The wild boars use the magic of [Hardening], they're really tough to kill ~ desu」
「Oh, is that so? I didn't know about that at all. So that's why they're so difficult to attack」
「That's right. And the materials that can be taken from creatures that use magic like that are materials that make various things ~ desu」
「Materials?」
「That's right. Fangs that can be taken from a large boar. From those fangs, it is possible to make a weapon that is harder than other metals by feeding it magic power」
「I can't believe it」
「I'm serious. Because of that, I'm wandering around and searching for such special materials while making things ~ desu」
「Well, does Gran-san make weapons from the fangs of a wild boar?」
「That's right」
「Wow. If you make me some weapons from them I'll definitely thank you! I'll even provide the materials!」
　I was excited by an unexpected story.
　But are the fangs of the wild boars harder than metal?
　I'm glad I kept them properly without throwing them away.
　I thank him for this chance encounter, remembering that there is a large boar fang left in the corner of the warehouse.

A baby was born in a world of swords and magic, crying innocently.

The boy held the memory of Japan, a different world from the world he lived in.

However, he was born as the son of a poor farmer.

The boy, who witnessed the harsh reality, was driven off to the situation that couldn’t be called a “slow life”.

Using his specialty, earth magic, the boy initiated to fill his hungry stomach.

More details will be in the novel, such as buildings and such read now

This is a transulation



 Everyone has been terrified of ghosts and the truth is that, if there are ghosts that are scary, because in life, they were despicable beings and had no mercy when doing all kinds of evil. But there are also ghosts that are harmless and people get scared just because they are ghosts, when ghosts are the ones who are much more scared than we are. 

 

 The following story happened to me when I wanted to work as a reporter where I have been working for these long twenty years. We have always been told that this is a test to see if we have enough wood to be reporters, there are other people who say that this is the best way for us to escape from all that. Everyone has a distorted perspective of what it means to "rookie work" or "hazing ourselves at work." 

 

 The truth is that, I never understood the sarcasm of people, to force us to do something we did not want. I remember that my boss told us the following: "In Tokyo, there is an urban story or legend that has all the Japanese women scared to death and you will have to go to Tokyo to cover the story." 

 

 We could not believe what our boss was telling us. He wanted us to travel to Tokyo to cover a story, which we do not know if it is real or is the invention of people. 

 

 "Excuse me sir, but what is this urban legend about?" asked one of my colleagues. 

 

 So, our boss gave us a paper in which he recounted the terror that Japanese women are experiencing, and the paper said the following: 

 

 “The math teacher had given them a surprise test at the last minute and the class had ended later than usual. 

 

 Shadows were already covering the streets of Tokyo when the twins Sakura and Keiko started back home. They were talking animatedly and, barely without thinking, they turned down a narrow street to shorten the distance. They had already advanced a few meters when they noticed the poor lighting of the place and that they were the only passersby. Suddenly, a woman emerged from the shadows of a portal and began to walk towards them. The stranger wore long black hair, a dark coat, and the lower half of her face was covered by a surgical mask. The latter did not worry Sakura and Keiko, because before the coronavirus, many Japanese people usually chose to wear masks to avoid colds and other illnesses. 

 

 The woman stopped before them and asked, "Am I beautiful?" 

 

 The girls smiled with relief as they considered the stranger to be harmless and Sakura stepped forward to reply, "Yes." 

 

 Then she removed the mask, revealing the horrible wounds that started from the corner of his mouth and that transformed it into a macabre grin from ear to ear. "And now?" she asked again. 

 

 Sakura screamed in horror as Keiko stood still, unable to react. With a swift movement, the stranger drew large, sharp scissors from under her coat and opened Sakura's throat. Blood, gushing out, splashed onto Keiko, who finally reacted and started running in the opposite direction. But that woman materialized in front of her. And she did it again every time Keiko tried to avoid her and escape. "Am I beautiful?" asked the yokai (demonic spirit) when it appeared before him. Desperate, Keiko decided to answer affirmatively. 

 

 The specter then gave her the most macabre grimace and put the scissors in the girl's mouth, cutting the corner of her lips and the flesh of her cheeks, drawing on her face a bloody smile as terrifying as his. " 

 

 When we finished reading, we could not believe that this is really happening and that we must face this terror. I felt that my legs were weak, and I also felt that my body had become gelatinous from the fear that reading that caused me and like the rest of my classmates, I did not know what to think about it either. Our boss asked us to go home and pack up as quickly as possible to go to Tokyo today. 

 

 "And how are we going to travel? We do not have money to make that trip much less, we have money to pay for hotels, or anything like that, "said one of the reporters. 

 

 “I cover all the expenses; so, don't worry and go to your respective homes now, because I want you here, in two hours,” our boss told us. 

 

 And we immediately went to our respective houses, packed our things, passport, visas, ID cards, coats and once we had everything ready, we went to our work, where our boss was waiting for us. Immediately, we went with our boss to the airport. As soon as we arrived at the airport, we took our things, checked - in and a few minutes later, we had to go in to board our plane, heading to Tokyo. While we were on the plane, waiting to be taken to Tokyo, we were all nervous just thinking that we had to face this ghost who is cutting women's mouths in half. Throughout the trip, we kept moving from our posts because we felt restless and nervous. 

 

 When we arrived in Tokyo, they were already waiting for us, to take us directly to the hotel. At the hotel, they gave us the keys to our rooms, identifications so that we would not have any problems when we wanted to use any of the hotel facilities and they gave us the restaurant hours, to be punctual at each meal. We unpacked our things as fast as we could and started separating what was personal from work. 

 

 The next morning, we had asked for help to provide us with all kinds of information about this case and, before taking us to the scene, we were told that, Kuchisake - Onna, only women will be presented and not men. I remember that men had suggested that we cover the story and take pictures of Kuchisake - Onna, if we can get her in front of us. 

 

 While we were in the hotel lobby, we decided to go each one separately, to see if we had the opportunity to meet the ghost. With the fear that we felt to think that this ghost really existed, we agreed to go alone to meet this ghost. The first of us, who was unlucky enough to see the ghost, had the worst of experiences, before what happened to her happened. 

 

 She was walking on an avenue that no one dared to step on, due to all the horror legends that exist about that place, when at the end of the corner, she saw the ghost. When my coworker saw the ghost, she noticed that it was a skinny woman, with long black hair and had a surgical mask that covered part of her mouth. Finally, she was wearing a leaden T-shirt, jeans, a leaden sweatshirt and white shoes and the only strange thing she saw were his eyes, because they were blue, like she was a zombie. 

 

 The ghost approached my partner and asked her if she was beautiful and my partner answered "yes"; then, the ghost takes off his surgical mask and what she sees, manages to freeze his blood, because the ghost has a cut too deep in the corner of his mouth that, if she closes his mouth, all his teeth will be seen. Then, the ghost runs with a knife, chasing my partner, who managed to flee. 

 

 When the ghost comes to my partner, it grabs her and cuts her mouth, in the same way as they cut her off and then kills her. My coworker was lucky that, at that precise moment, there were witnesses, secretly observing what happened and thanks to them, they called the police. When the police arrived at the scene, they found my colleague dead and many witnesses, who related what really happened. 

 

 As one of my fellow men went to the scene of the crime, one of the witnesses gave him the recording, because they had the audacity to film what happened. He had no choice but to accept that video and send it to our boss, so that he can see that this "urban legend", as he has told us many times, is true and that this ghost is killing us. Only women, men. I think she does that to us, so that she can do that to us and keep her company in her misfortune. 

 

 One by one, the ghost began to kill us, using the same mondo operandis with each of us, there were only four women out of twenty left. A friend of mine and I could not take the pressure anymore and left Tokyo before it's too late. 

 

 All the men stayed, because the ghost does not harm them and in the last recording they were given, the same mode of killing could be seen and with the only difference is that all my co-workers appeared disfigured, along with Ghost. My friend, before she died, managed to set them on fire and thus, they all died, and the chariot of death picked them up to take them to hell. 



What if the house you admire so much has secrets that no one wants to unearth?

What if there are ghosts in that house who do not understand why they are there?

What are the reasons that led them to punish the house?

Is the person who tells the whole story alive or dead? There are nine chapters that relate the struggle between good and evil; in addition, it deals with the internal struggle that each character has when choosing between the correct path and the incorrect one.


	A family that has been going back several generations, facing evil and its friends, allowing itself to be seduced by them.  The first chapter "The Hell", tells about how the recklessness of two friends who wanted to find the door of hell, not only find it and manage to enter to see what is inside; but also, they release the evil that is trapped and sealed by that door.

	Will the characters be ready to face evil? Will they be able to lock them up again and forever? These are some of the questions that this family and their friends will have to ask themselves throughout the novel.

	A horror novel that will make you think twice before choosing the path you want to follow.

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