【Light novel + youth life + battle + love + system + slow start】

Mi Hong traveled to a parallel world.

Relying on my own efforts, I was admitted to Qianyuzuru Private School!

The next target is Todai!

But...something unexpected happened.

Turn on the system.

In the middle of the night, I stay up all night, take a knife, and knock on people's doors, looking for the rare spirits in the world.

The goal is still Todai!

Again...something unexpected happened.

Stimulate the beautiful girl, gain emotional points, and start all kinds of strange and whimsical events.

The target is still Todai!

Of course, based on the above, it is not difficult to rely on the explosive strength.

But...something unexpected still happened.

The girl he saved ten years ago, the cute and adorable big sister, the beautiful girl with childish behavior, the self-centered student union president... He just wanted to gain emotional value.

Exorcising ghosts and those strange events at night are already exciting enough!

My daily life can’t be so passionate anymore!

[The introduction is weak, please move to the main text]

Entering his second year of high school, Qingze, who had traveled through time, suddenly awakened his telekinesis. After a week of training, his telekinesis transformed into hypnosis.

He always had a girl to cushion his fall,

and his weekly superpowers, like clairvoyance and the ability to freeze time, disrupted his life and made him realize that he couldn't possibly be the hero of a passionate manga.

Reborn in an island nation after the bubble bursts, Iijima Tanigumo's original plan was to study hard, get into the University of Tokyo, and then go home to inherit his family's vast fortune.

However, a scroll depicting a hundred demons that came with him gave Gu Yun the ability to see monsters.

Helpless, Gu Yun had no choice but to revise her life plan.

"In order not to inherit a vast fortune," Gu Yun said, "I have decided to become a demon exorcist."

Yuzuru Nagayama travels to the strange world of Tokyo, where he owns a mountain and a shrine in the heart of the city. Under the name of the Dragon Lord, he manages the shrine, recruits shrine maidens, and gathers various female gods. He uses the blood of the dragon to suppress evil spirits. "Madam, you don't want anything to happen to your child, do you?"

Good news: reborn on an island nation, I have a slender, alluring childhood sweetheart. Bad news: this childhood sweetheart can infinitely split, possesses mind control, and has a fiery temper. Good news: a timid, tall, delicate, and endearing neighbor has moved in. Bad news: after her death, she will become a super-demon, the first to break the rule of hiding under the covers, possessing a variety of abilities, including but not limited to infinite clones, shapeshifting, time and space control, and the contagion of malevolent thoughts. The girl who hasn't become a demon yet: I just need a little space... really just a little, even if it's just to help behind Kasyapa-kun... The infinitely split childhood sweetheart: remembering the dream where the child emerged from the operating room, knife in hand, with a wicked smile, asking whether it was a doctor or a protector... This sleazy woman needs to stay, but I need some means of suppressing her...

[Stamina: 60]

[Charm: 90]

[Current Target Affection: 70]

[Gain ¥1,000 for every +1 Affection Point]

[System Alert: Target may require your assistance.]

[Tomoko Matsumoto seems to want to invite you to dinner.]

[Reward for completing this event: ¥5,000]

I transmigrated… and ended up moving to Tokyo.

A gentle and caring apartment manager.

A cold-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside convenience store clerk.

A salarywoman with a suspicious love for high school uniforms.

Twin sisters with wildly different personalities.

And somehow… I’m the only male tenant in this entire share house?

Seriously, how is this even possible!?

"In Japan, it is reasonable for a great writer to have several female friends," the girl said.

The neighbor's mature wife, the imposing editor, the beautiful intellectual writer, and the cold and contrasting doctor, all

(Not a plagiarist, the protagonist is an original writer) Listen, if you don't want to be stabbed by girls, you must abide by the following points: be particularly outstanding, particularly handsome, and particularly humorous. These advantages cannot be possessed anymore. You must try to avoid beautiful women, as women will only affect the speed of your sword drawing!

But what should I do if I, Hiroki Harada, have all these advantages? I am so troubled. On the way to becoming a writer, I am unknowingly surrounded by legal loli apprentices, beautiful girl samurai editors, and superstar queens?

I did everything as required but still couldn't avoid being stabbed. It seems that I didn't take enough wolfberry to nourish my kidneys. As expected, as long as my kidneys are well, I can start a harem, right?

After rebirth in Tokyo, Sawayama Haruno also lived a relatively happy life. With unremitting efforts, he successfully entered one of the top universities in Asia. With the experience accumulated in his previous life, he began to prepare for the road to becoming a literary giant in the future. Because of this, looking at his belated system, Sawayama Haruno just wanted to laugh. He had relied on his own efforts to prepare to be a plagiarist, and it would be better if the system didn't come now. But the next second, the character that appeared in the system made him a little unable to laugh. - That was the twin sister of his predecessor, the girl who almost became his sister-in-law, and the other party was facing the crisis of homelessness. Unfortunately, Sawayama Haruno learned the fate of the girl. Coincidentally, he was only separated from her by a wall, and his wallet was still full of Fukuzawa Yukichi...

A depressed economy, meager income, lonely life, and a broken home.

Reborn into Tokyo of the millennium, just thinking that such days would continue for thirty more years made Kaminaru Haruki feel all the more gloomy as he stood on the train platform. The train approached, alarms blaring, and right before his eyes, a delicate, lonely, and petite figure caught his attention.

—Ah, she’s about to jump onto the tracks.

Yet, as he looked at that figure, a stirring of anticipation inevitably welled up in his heart. Was that anticipation born of compassion for someone like himself? Or was it the vain hope that the cliché trope of a hero saving a damsel in distress from novels was about to play out in his own life?

“Probably neither.”

He flicked away the cigarette in his hand and watched the smoke ring drift into the sky, recalling that afternoon in his childhood when his father buried the kitten he had been raising—alive.