My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit - Chapter 332 - 299: The World Is One Big Amateur Troupe (Part 4)

This is just a simple, sweet romantic moments.From A Silent Voice, I Want to Eat Your Pancreas, Your Name, Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend, My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU, Durarara, and etc

“This world is built on lies. If you want to keep it alive, make sure none of them are exposed. They must never reach his ears.”As long as Shuu could remember, these words had governed his life.Abandoned at the grand temple and forsaken by the gods, Shuu grew up powerless in a world that valued nothing else. Survival was never guaranteed, especially for someone like him. Yet he had one talent-he could read fortunes, and he never got them wrong.His future was decided early. He would serve the temple until his debt was paid, then fade away.But during the Hero’s fortune reading, Shuu made a single mistake. One moment was enough to strip him of his place and throw him into exile-only to be taken in by the very Hero who caused it, a man whose presence turns Shuu’s life completely off course.And as Shuu is pulled deeper into the Hero’s path, he begins to realize that something about the Hero and his companions is deeply wrong-something he cannot yet name, but cannot ignore.__________Please leave a review. Also warning, will have Mpreg (around ch 70ish) . If it's not your cup of tea, just be careful

He didn’t want any part of it.He wanted to be independent.He didn’t want to become a side character in the story of some so-called protagonist.Yet, Mo Zhiran couldn’t run.Heaven wouldn’t let him, for he was an extra destined to die for the rise of the protagonist.An expendable nobody, unnoticed and forgotten.In the end, Mo Zhiran was betrayed by his own clan brother just to save a girl who appeared out of nowhere. Worse, before his inevitable death, he even had to block the danger for that same brother, unwillingly.He was basically a Redshirt.“Haha… Heaven is so unfair.”Zhiran hated them both to the core. If he got another chance, he swore he would make them pay a hundredfold for every drop of blood he spilled.And fortunately, he did.Reborn with an unusual system in hand, Mo Zhiran would no longer be a disposable extra.This time, he would carve his own path, one step at a time.Even if it meant being forced to be a Villain.

I heard that this year there aren’t enough dorm rooms for the girls at school, so a few of them have had to move into the boys’ dorms.

A group of testosterone-fueled guys suddenly become quiet.

They no longer hang their underwear and socks out to dry in the hallway, walk softly, and speak in hushed tones. Everyone is on edge, afraid of scaring off the new girls in their dorm.

One night, Bo Yan just finished showering and walked out of the communal bathroom. He carried a basin in his left hand and wore CK boxers that showed off his six-pack abs.

At the entrance to his dorm room, he saw a girl in a lace nightgown.

Jin Xi stared at his abs and nervously asked, “Excuse me, I’m from the dormitory across the hall. Could you help us set up the router?”

“Sure,” Bo Yan said, quietly moving the basin from his side to the front.

A carefree, silly story about a playboy and an energetic, lovely fairy.

I’ll conquer new territories for you and draw boundaries to keep you safe.

[This is a lighthearted and silly story, don’t take it too seriously.]