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[Tenant: 002] [Name: Reiko Onodera] [Physical Strength: 5] [Intelligence: 5] [Charm: 9] [Daily Rental Payment Required: 666 yen or role-play as a housewife daily (paid)] [Daily Income Generated: 5,000 yen (settled)] [Tenant Desire List:] [1. Wishes to find a suitable job (X)] [2. Hopes to bring her daughter to live together in Tokyo (X)] [3. Has found a dependable person in Tokyo (accomplished)] ………… Living in Tokyo, collecting rent while lying flat. The widow working part-time away from home, the heartbroken beauty who ran away from home... the tenants are all strange... ```

Zombo country has had serious events among them a war in the galaxy is also a civil war is a revolutionary war, Zombo country will someday have peace, just read on to find out

"Love Tripped Into My Room: I Just Wanted Peace, Not Panties" Kaito Tenma just wanted a normal life. Wake up, eat toast, avoid drama, and maybe—just maybe—confess to his beautiful, blunt childhood friend, Riko. But fate sucker-punches that dream into space when a half-naked girl crashes through his ceiling and declares his room as her new home. Now he’s living with Yuna, a mysterious (and dangerously clingy) bombshell who thinks clothing is optional and personal space is a myth. From lewd accidents to jealousy-fueled misunderstandings, Kaito’s life spirals into a wild, hilarious mess of high school chaos, horny misunderstandings, and girls who seem way too interested in ruining his peace. He didn’t ask for a harem. He didn’t ask for trouble. But trouble keeps tripping into his life—one girl at a time.

Tubo has always loved big, bold, beautiful granny panties — a symbol of her heritage, confidence, and unapologetic Black womanhood. But every time she opens her heart, the world tries to shrink her. Two boyfriends walk away because she refuses to tone down her style. A close friend betrays her trust, exposing her love for granny panties in a public scandal that haunts her at work and in her soul. Torn between shame and self-love, Tubo nearly burns her entire collection — and a part of herself — in a desperate attempt to fit in. But through pain and deep reflection, she rediscovers her power. Inspired by a powerful commercial celebrating real women unashamed of who they are, Tubo has a breakthrough: she’s done apologizing. Embracing her truth, she launches a blog sharing her journey of broken hearts, betrayal, and self-acceptance — proving that sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is wear your heart on your hips and love yourself out loud. This is a story about identity, healing, and the freedom that comes when you finally stop shrinking to make others comfortable.

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"Qjiro Konoke was a selfish, high-life playboy until his angry fiancée cursed him to a gruesome death. Now, he's Ryu Drakheart, a 15-year-old prince in a beautiful fantasy kingdom, surrounded by a doting family, an adoring little brother, and a fiery fiancée. The new life is perfect... except for the curse: Any genuine act of love or affection directed at him triggers white-hot, debilitating pain. To survive—and to finally break the spell—the arrogant Ryu must learn the meaning of the very affection he spent his previous life exploiting. But when your little brother's hug feels like a branding iron and your fiancée's concern burns worse than fire, how do you learn to love?"

What more can I say about a 21-year-old who has never experienced any type of love or romance in his life goes to work for a single father who was relieved of duty from the military and is under pressure from taking care of his young daughter which leaves him to never having any time for himself? Two sexually-abstinent men under the same roof? What could go wrong? Or right...

Mike was the richest man in Africa... living the life he wanted then one day a spirit appeared in front of him said "he is the chosen one" His life dramatically change... then acquired a system appeared in front of the demon king on his throne became a slave the only human in the dark territory... started farming because one the only way to survive His first was day of a catastrophic... just the sun wanted to kill him then made a succubus know as Neva that for him to be save show cultivate this land in 20 days... even though he died then return back to life ...

Monika Bailey was your average high school junior. Actually, no, she is a member of the Student Council, rich, pretty, smart, and too friendly for her own good. She was the type of person who’s first instinct is to apologize after being told her she apologizes too much, then apologizes for apologizing. She is also the type of person to put on a fake smile after crying and yelling at herself all night, just to keep everyone else smiling. On the first day of her junior year in high school, she catches her boyfriend cheating on her, he runs away crying and accidentally bumped into a guy who'd change her life...

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.