At his sixteenth birthday party, Lux joined the chat group. He had no friends since childhood and longed for a sincere and passionate friendship. He thought he could fulfill his wish, but unknowingly, he was getting further and further away from his wish...

Goddess of the Underworld: Lux, there are flowers in the underworld, and there are flowers in my underworld too, thank you...

Oeyama Ghost King: I really want to pull out the master's bones and soak them in wine - until the deep bone marrow, licking it clean without a drop left.

The most evil spirit: Alara... Hehe, don't be fickle, Lux. A fickle person will swallow a thousand needles.

The seventeen-year-old beautiful girl: You stole my heart, but you never admit it. You are such a scumbag, Lux.

[Not a Power Fantasy + Slice-of-Life + Lighthearted Comedy + Poly-Harem + Happy Ending]

Just a quiet, ordinary tale—one that healed him, me, and perhaps even you.

No grand twists, no ruthless vengeance, no blood-soaked grudges. Just the story of a group of boys and girls growing up, maturing, and ultimately finding happiness. That’s all it is.

(Titles and synopses were never my strong suit. Please just read the story.)

May the world hear our voices!

**Current Progress:**

- **C.C. Arc (Complete)** → **Hinuchi Madoka (Vol. 2.1, Ch. 91)** + **Hiroi Kiyori (Vol. 2.2, Ch. 13)**

- **Phase 2 Hinuchi Madoka + noctchill (Full Group) (Vol. 3.1)** → **"Kessoku Band" (Major Arc, Vol. 3.1, Ch. 55+)**

**Featured Characters From:**

*Blue Archive, BanG Dream!, Idolmaster: Shiny Colors, Bocchi the Rock!, Non Non Biyori, Danganronpa* (and others TBD).

A slow-burn, superpowered slice-of-life with a dash of absurdity.

**Fair Warning:**

- Vol. 1 is rough (just skim Ch. 2 for introductions).

- Jump to Vol. 2.1’s index for summaries, then pick your pace.

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My name is Yamabuki Huajin.

I’m done pretending—time to come clean. I’m a transmigrator, and yes, I have a system.

My ability? Every day I wake up randomly in someone else’s bed and transform into a different anime character.

Today, I opened my eyes to find myself in Academy City, with Misaka Mikoto pointing her Railgun straight at me.

Bros, what do I do? Waiting online, kinda urgent.

PS: Friendly reminder—please throw your brain away before reading this.

PPS: The lack of logic is the logic of this story.

PPPS: ...Brains all gone? Then come on in.