Nobunaga’s Imouto is My Wife - Chapter 16.3

Goddamnit! Now I’ve got to look for another job to pay the bills! That f*cker! I did nothing wrong!

12 years ago, it was the beginning of his catastrophic life.

Just because of the Wang family’s selfishness in wanting to possess his family’s land, Baichen’s beloved parents were murdered in cold blood. And he himself was framed for a crime that jailed him for 200 years.

The fury building up inside him was enough for him to do anything to bring justice to himself and his family.

Finally, a chance to revenge came to him when he received the “Life Changing System” which allowed him to turn back time and fix everything before it happened.

He needed to complete various missions without knowing what he had to encounter in order to gain skills that helped him survive and revenge on the family who had destroyed his family and made him suffer!

“This time I won’t let anyone tear my family apart again. I’m going to kill Wang Chengye. I’m going to destroy the whole Wang family. My parents are going to live lives of happiness. I swear it!”

(Glory Forever Public Company Limited)

Seo-Joon, who had been working to save money in order to pay off his dead parents’ debt and attend a hunter academy, ended up needing to spend all his savings on a surgery due to an unfortunate accident.In his moment of despair, a weird advertisement played.[You can also become an awakener!]He decided to register since he had nothing else to lose.[Mr. Kim Seo-Joon, welcome to Transcension Academy.]This hunter academy is on a completely different ‘dimension’ than the rest!In the age of private hunter education, you can also become a ‘transcender.’

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.