Tsuki ga Michibiku Isekai Douchuu - Chapter 447: Inscription, unexpected work

Spicy Fabre, a YouTuber specializing in poisonous insects and venomous creatures is reincarnated in a Murim. The Tang Family of Sacheon wants him.

-The well-known characters of your favourite series get into orgy-In a world where anime universes collide, an omnipotent, perverted god known as The Great Weeb Overlord grows bored of endless power fantasies and shonen battles. Instead of another tournament arc, he decides to host the ultimate crossover event—one fueled by raw passion, unfiltered ecchi energy, and the deepest desires of fandom itself.When Kazuya, an average, luckless otaku, is inexplicably summoned as the “Chosen One” to oversee this legendary gathering of flesh, he finds himself surrounded by the most iconic waifus and husbandos of all time—Asuka, Rem, Bulma, Zero Two, Hinata, Erza, Akeno, Saber, Makima, and many more. Even some of the most unexpected faces (yes, even from wholesome anime) are caught in the gravitational pull of this sinful singularity.As the Ultimate Fan Service begins, Kazuya must navigate the chaotic pleasure-fest while avoiding jealous yanderes, tsundere slap-fests, and the terrifying wrath of overpowered shonen protagonists who refuse to share the spotlight. But with reality itself warping under the influence of peak degeneracy, Kazuya soon realizes there may be no escape… and worse—he might actually enjoy it.Will he survive this NSFW isekai experience? Or will he be consumed by the horny abyss?One thing’s for sure—this is not your average anime crossover.

past life.

The eldest miss of the Shen family in Jincheng was framed, abandoned by her marriage partner, and persecuted to death.

The young master of the Shen family rushed to the hospital and was hit by a car accident and turned into a vegetative state. The Shen family, which had been brilliant for many years, fell into decline and declared bankruptcy within a few years.

Being the first black lotus queen in the alliance, she became the pitiful and deplorable eldest lady of the Shen family.

Shen Lingxi said that your father Shen has never suffered this grievance, and you can come if you are not afraid of death.

Classmate A: Have you heard? That eldest lady from the Shen family who was brought back from the countryside couldn’t add up to 100 English, Chinese, and English for the entrance exam.

Classmate B: It’s just trash that came in through the back door

later……

Qing University and Beijing University let her choose, relying on a music short film, and won four major music awards. I thought she was shocked, but I didn’t expect her to be transformed into an ace “substitute” in the e-sports circle.

The deeper you go, the more the almighty queen vests, the glory is added, and the king returns.

small theater:

Crowd: Did you hear that the third master of the Xie family in the Beijing circle came back and brought a tow oil bottle.

Xie Sanye: Xixi, they say you are a drag bottle.

Shen Lingxi: Blind their dog’s eyes!

Xie Sanye: Xixi, why don’t you tear up another vest?

Shen Damei sighed helplessly, and the trending headline that day #surprised! The fiancee of the third master of the Xie family is actually a professor of Qing University who won the Physics Prize.

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.