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Re; Fat-Bastard

Autor: GoGo
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What is Re; Fat-Bastard

Leia o romance Re; Fat-Bastard escrito pelo autor GoGo publicado no WebNovel. “What? Isn’t this the body of that fat bastard from that famous otome game?”“But why am I a janitor instead of an instructor?”“Why did I get disowned from my family?”“And why are my farts so magical?T...

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“What? Isn’t this the body of that fat bastard from that famous otome game?” “But why am I a janitor instead of an instructor?” “Why did I get disowned from my family?” “And why are my farts so magical? This is the story of a man who got transmigrated to an otome game as the fat bastard. Born naturally ugly and with no way to obtain a handsome face. The only path left for our poor Fat bastard was to get stronger and find a good retainer. Because, no matter what happens, he will definitely not die before enjoying married life.

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