Reincarnated As A Villager – Strongest Slow-life – Chapter 28

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“Sari Bali, I’m going to the harbor, what are you doing?”

Sari Bali is still talking to Shibada.

Although she’s an idiot, in this kind of country she still fits into the category of a pretty girl.

She doesn’t do anything for me, but she’s quite popular in my age group, and is loved by adults. Well, they probably see a foolish child as cute. Although, I don’t particularly think it’s adorable.

“I’ll stay here~”

“Hey, Shibada, don’t be charmed by Sari Bali.’

“Don’t treat me like a child!”

A small practice stone is sent flying, but it’s stopped by the trained me. I stop it with a pashi noise and hit a mark thirty meters ahead.

“Big Brother, you’re so amazing!!!”

“Wow, don’t be so surprised. I can afford that much.”

…Yikes! I got lucky, a little off and I would have lost their respect.

I returned to the coachmen seat of my wagon while deciding I would restart the throwing practice I’d been skipping tomorrow.

“Hey, hmm…”

When I swung my whip and started moving, someone called out.

When I turned my eyes towards the source of the voice, the village chief of the vine was heading towards me.

The chief of this village is still working hard at 62 years old. He’s never left the village, but as the only disciple of Obaba, given that the rotation of village heads is bad, you can kind of understand his story.

Well, I’m typically a good person, but it’s annoying not being good at cheating or lying.

“What do you want, village head?”

“You’re heading to the harbor. I’m sorry, but can you give me a ride?”

“Oh, I don’t mind.”

Because the countryside is wide, there is a kilometer between the sea and the village, and there is a small mountain in the way. It’s not far away in the country sense, but as you walk it will take a while and can be tiring. And if it’s between him and letting the general store lady catch me, you wouldn’t stay still either…

I confirmed he got on the carriage bed and then departed.

“Hey, so hmm… is it true what Samaba said?”

Samaba is the name of the general store aunt.

“I don’t know what circumstances she’s talking about, so I can’t talk.”

“Well, if that’s it, then sorry.”

“If it’s just gossip, no need to apologize.”

I apologize properly even if they’re a child. Really, you can’t behave too badly here.

“So, is the merchant ship big?”

“Oh, one or two merchant ships appearing in such a place isn’t so uncommon, but this is the first time we’ve had such a large ship, it’s like an island.”

I’ve seen merchant ships several times, but they were only about 20 meters. Because the village mayor is surprised, it’s likely more than fifty meters.

“How many people are there; did they have escorts?”

“There are about ten people with swords, the number of crew isn’t clear, but they have over forty people?”

“It seems like a pretty big merchant if that’s it. Did you hear their name?”

“Certainty, it was Barbond… err… Ba… what was it…?”

“Vadybirdle, was it not?”

“Oh, that was the name, is it famous?”

“In this Abelian, it is the best merchant. They don’t even lose to the marquis in terms of financial strength. Even the King’s assets can not win in front of Burbon’s personal connections and financial resources.”

Well, it’s impressive from a peddler’s point of view.

“…That, he was such a great person.”

If it’s Barbond, you’ll never run into violence, but the level of annoyance jumps up three stages.

“If it’s such a wonderful person, I’m not even sure… what should I do?”

It’s meaningless if I told you not the ask a ten-year-old child.

I’m treated as a child prodigy in this village. I’m recognized as a small sage that excels Obaba.

Well, I knew things that even the adults didn’t know. I was four years old when I started using characters and calculations. I not only became a pharmacist at the age of five, but I also started to self-study magic.

It could be likely I’d receive the heresy treatment normally, but since I was conscious of my reincarnation I took measures accordingly.

First of all, I don’t impose my knowledge. I taught only the things asked. I don’t talk to anyone in the village without knowing their relationship to our neighborhood. Helping the weak, cherishing the children. I don’t become arrogant and I don’t become pompous. I may be cheeky, but I don’t speak ill. There are many of things, if you use a little tsundere, heresy quickly turns to just a weirdo.

“Well, let’s go see.”

There is no choice in this village, but a useful card is held. If you don’t do anything stupid, you don’t loose anything.

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Every Isekai Ever Written

Some people requested this after the Xianxia. Well, this website is sort of a Isekai website, so why not.

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“Huh, how interesting…”

I found myself in another world. Not me the writer writing this, me the main character of the story, who is in no way associated with the writer writing this, even though we have the same appearance, same career aspirations, I’m more his ideal age, but we share most of the same fetishes. His fetish, I mean my fetish is big boobs. Don’t worry loli lovers, we’ll throw you a bone too.

Anyway, I died somehow, it doesn’t really matter how because my former life will never be addressed after this prologue anyway. Friends? Family? The life I spent 18 years building? Well, screw that! I’m in another world now! I might as well get on with this one. No use crying over losing everyone I’ve ever known.

Speaking of which, I was now standing in a white space next to a beautiful goddess wearing a sexy outfit showing fairly big boobs of her own. I looked at her boobs. Did I mention I like boobs? Heh… boobs….

“Hey, my eyes are up here!” The goddess demands.

“Of course,” I look up at her eyes. “Hair color, eye color, and boob size are the three descriptive features of all women.”

“I think there are a few more.” The goddess muttered.

“I’m pretty sure that’s it.” I sized her up. She had long pink hair, and oh, why the heck not, bright red eyes, and a pair of D boobs.

“Well, anyway, you died, so I’m sending you to another world because…well does anyone really care about the reason?”

“Not really, I just want to know what I get.”

“Right, because I’m sending you to another world I have to make you a cheat character. So, you’ll get certain cheat skills. What magic do you want?”

“All of it!”

“What? All?”

“Damn straight. I want all the magic.”

“Okay… so if we’re going to make you some kind of supermage, then you stats should be…”

“All of it!”

The goddess spits out her drink. “All of it! Exactly how OP’d do you want to be?”

“Eh, just to the level of your standard Isekai protagonist.”

“You’re insane! That much power? You’ll destroy the very balance of my world, the exact thing I’m trying to avoid.”

“Don’t care.”

“You make a valid argument. All the cheating powers it is.”

“And the potential to get new ones whenever the plot calls for it!”

The goddess sighs. “Fine, that too.”

“And all the bitches!”

“You’ll have to get the bitches on your own!” The goddess cries.

“How about you? Wanna be one of my bitches?”

“That’s a definite maybe!” The goddess says before she slaps her hand over her mouth. “That is to say we’ll have to wait and see. The story might not go in that direction.”

“Ah, well, while we’re discussing these things, what is your world like anyway.”

“Fantasy RPG.”

“What are the video game mechanics like?”

“Exactly like your favorite game!”

“Awesome, who’d predict DnD nerds got it right about other worlds and it’s Earth that’s a screwy abnormality.”

“Yeah, it really is odd that every planet but earth has magic, has only advanced to the level of Knights and Monarchies, contains monsters, and uses video game mechanics, but that’s how it works!”

“Well, it’s not like I’d want to live in a technologically advanced world where disease is cured, entertainment has transcended the limitations of modern technology, and life is impossibly convenient. I know as an avid gamer with poor physical fitness I’d rather live in a world without movies, games, indoor plumbing, or air conditioning.”

“Of course.”

 

“Fine… I think that’s all I want to know. So, thank you so much for everything, goddess-sama.”

“Hey, why are you suddenly being so nice after you were so demanding earlier?”

“Don’t you know all isekai protagonists eventually become generic nice guys after a few chapters?”

“That’s true… I guess.” The goddess pouts for a second but then shakes her head. “Fine, I’ll send you somewhere in the wilderness nearby an exciting event that can propel your story forward a couple more chapters. Don’t screw up the world too much.”

“I make no promises.”

There is a flash of light and now I’m in some kind of forested area. I get up, pat off my cloths, and then run off into the forest, happening to head in the ideal direction to reach a road. As soon as I reach the road, I hear a commotion. That must be the event the goddess was talking about. There is a carriage and it appears to be under attack from a bunch of thieves.

I ran over to the carriage and check out the situation. It seemed like all the knights were dead, and the sixteen-year-old girl who appeared to be some kind of noble was in trouble. The thieves were all around her laughing with cruel looks as they tore off pieces of her dress, exposing her E sized breasts. She had <color roulette …. Blue> blue hair and <color roulette … pink, pink? Sure why the hell not> pink eyes.

“We’re going to rape you, princess!” One of the bandit clearly displayed his irredeemably evil behavior.

“Why? Aren’t I worth a lot more to you unharmed? I’m the princess of a freaking nation. If I’m returned that damaged, the King is going to stop at nothing to murder the hell out of you bandits. He’s got armies at his command! Don’t you have any sense of self-preservation?”

“Haha! What’s that?”

“It looks like the opposite of this.” I interrupt their conversation by single offhandedly ripping the throats out of two nearby bandits.

“Holy crap, he just killed two of us with his bare hands!” A thief declared.

“He got them by surprise, you five, go kill him!”

Five bandits attacked me and using my enhanced stats I easily killed each of them bare handed.

“Holy crap, he just killed five us without even batting an eye!” Another thief declares.

“That’s a fluke, the rest of you charge him at once!” The head guy declared.

“Boss, and I’m just throwing this out here, maybe this is a trap?”

“No, he’s easily beatable and I’m will to bet all of your lives on it. Even though we’re thieves, not soldiers, we will put our lives on the line for no freaking reason. Now run at him with your sword drawn and absolutely no plan or technique!”

Six more thieves charge and I murder them all.

“Damn you!”

“You know, I’ll let you go if you just leave.” I laughed.

The bandit leader charged thinking this time the results were going to be different. I ripped out his spine, pulled off his head, and then punted his head off into the distance.

“That’s a lack of self-preservation…” I explained to no one in particular.

Afterwards, I walked up to the princess who was stunned and making no attempt to cover up her boobies, which I could see. Heh, boobies…

“You just murdered twelve people! Are you perhaps some trained knight who does this often?”

“Huh?” I asked. “No, what? These are the first guys I’ve ever killed.”

“Uh… do you need a second?”

“No, I’m good.”

“You just murdered twelve people and you feel what… nothing? You know that’s psychopathic behavior, right?”

“You know, you were nearly just raped, shouldn’t you have endured some kind trauma from-“

“Ba-ba, let’s not talk about that ever again,” the princess shook her head and changed the conversation. “Forget I said anything. You’ve save my life, and as a result I, and my country, owe you.”

“Awesome.”

“Also, I’m in love with you now.”

“Well, that was a given.”

“But I’m not going to tell you that. So, I’m just going to blush and fidget for the next twenty minutes.”

“Well, technically you already told me that, but I see that you’re now blushing and fidgeting, so I’ll just play dumb.”

The princess blushed and fidgeted and I cocked my head to the side with a question mark floating mysteriously over it. Our actions were eventually interrupted by a group of knights.

“We had gotten wind that bandits might attack your escort, my princess, so we came as quickly as possible. We are relieved to see you are alright. We will escort you back to the castle.”

“Oh thank god,” I gave a breath of relief. “I was afraid I’d have to escort you back to the castle, progressing some kind of linear plotline and actually following through the story in a logical kind of way.”

“No, we can’t be having that.” The princess laughed. “Why, it may have even given us time to chat and I could have potentially formed the semblance of a personality!”

“No, no, can’t be having that now. I’m going to head to the nearest town now that I don’t have to worry about you anymore. Enjoy your trip to the castle. Even though bandits easily murdered all your previous knights I’m sure these Knights will keep you safe the rest of the journey!”

“Thanks! I’m sure we’ll meet again!” The princess replied, blushing.

You then walked to the town, which is totally normal and easy to do with your enhanced stats and not at all tedious or boring.

“Do you have any identification?” The guard asked.

“Ah, no… but can you let me in anyway?”

“Yeah, sure, but get some identification, not that it does any good when I just let you in anyway. You could be a terrorist or something, but who cares because it’s convenient.”

“Well, this entire conversation was pointless.”

“Wasn’t it though! Enjoy your stay!”

I also got the name of a good inn and the location of the Adventurer’s guild. Because of course I’m going to join the Adventurer’s guild if the world has one. That’s like, not even an option. Even if the story had nothing to do with me doing missions, I would still join the Adventurer’s guild.

As I look for the Adventurer’s guild, I come across a loli neko (cat) girl being beat up by a brutish noble. See, I told you pedo-freaks I was gonna give you your loli.

“I’m an asshole who beats up little girls in public, and everyone here is okay with it. Isn’t this world grand!” The noble declares. “Now, how dare you show clumsiness even though you’re like 12. You are just a slave whom I spent an enormous amount of money on, so naturally I’m going to treat you like complete garbage and beat you. I also wipe my butt with silk and chuck gold bricks at homeless people. Muhahahaha! I’m really bad at being rich…”

I go over and beat the guy up.

“Thank you so much for saving me!” The slave girl looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “Are you someone opposed to slavery?”

“Not really, Slavery is cool with me.”

“Eh?”

“I don’t mind people being forced into servitude caused by an oppressive and unfair regime likely influenced by racial prejudice. Even though I have the power to put a stop to it, I’m gonna just allow this without feeling any emotional weight. I mean, nobles are raping 12 year old girls and subjugating entire races, but who am I to judge. What doesn’t affect me doesn’t matter. Aren’t I a likable and relatable protagonist?”

“Well, they’re still reading this so…”

“Exactly, who am I to judge except someone from a more advanced world where 7 billion plus people unanimously decided that slavery is reprehensible. This weighs on my mind not at all, nor should it.”

“Then… why did you save me?”

“I needed to add a loli to my harem and a cat girl as well… you know, as long as you’re the hot kind.”

“Hot kind?”

“You know, you can have cat ears and cat tail, but I don’t want to be dealing with a Khajiit, you know what I mean? Once your face goes fury, that just kills all of it. Get it?”

“Not really, but what was your talk about joining your harem.”

“Well, you’re joining me and also you’re in love with me now, I assume.”

“Do I have a choice in the matter?”

“Well, you’re still a slave, aren’t you?”

“Right, well then I’ll just start blushing and fidgeting now. Can you please pat me on the head?”

“I’d do it even if you didn’t want it.” I laughed and patted her head as she blushed blushingly on her blushed cheeks which were blushed in color. “Now let’s go to the Adventurer’s guild.”

As we approached the Adventurer’s guild, the loli catgirl’s stomach growled so we stopped at a stall and I bought her some meat skewers with gold coins.

Oh, by the way, this is the part where I go into explaining the monetary system of this world and how it converts to yen, whether you care or not. You need to be told that there are copper, silver, and gold coins and each denomination is 10X more than the previous denomination. Although, if this world was pretending to be creative, I might change the names to knuts, or krems, or some kind of made up name for currency.

“That’ll be 15 Gil please!” the lady hands over the meat skewers and your hand touches hers and she blushes. “You just bought something from me! I love you now!”

I give her a nod of acceptance. This could only be expected. After eating our food, we head into the Adventurer’s guild. I hold the door open for a lady adventurer who falls in love with me because I held the door open for her.

“Hi, receptionist, I’d like to join the guild.”

“Alright, that will be 50 credits.”

“Here you go!”

“Alright, so, you can go over to the board over there in order to pick up a quest…”

“Ugh… I know how to join an Adventurer’s guild. Do we really need to…”

“The quests range in rank from S all the way to F. You will start at the rank of F…”

“Yes, yes… and I’ll gain ranks as I complete quests and I can only take quests up to my rank. This is the same bullshit in EVERY isekai novel, can we move on now.”

“…” The receptionist looked at me for a few seconds. “And you will need this guild card that –“

“Aaahh!” I banged my head on the table repeatedly as she spent the next fifteen minutes explaining how the guild system worked.

“Do you have any questions?”

“Questions! You want to know if I have questions? I never had less questions in my entire life. My world is a black hole, collapsed by the weight of your blabbering constant stream of answers to questions I already knew! A retarded monkey would know by now. Jesus lady…”

“…” The lady stared at me for a second with a flat expression and then blushed. “I’m in love with you now.”

“Finally, something we can both agree on!” I cried. “Anyway, let’s go loli catgirl.”

“I have a name.”

I laughed. “You say that like the readers will remember it.”

I left the pouting catgirl behind and checked out the mission boards. I looked under rank F, which was unfortunate given how powerful I am, but what the heck, I’ll do one anyway. Well, the S ranked quests included things like “Defeat the Demon King!”, so I won’t be taking that quest on until the end of the story when the stakes are highest. First I need to get us all emotionally invested.

“Collect some grass that heals or some shit.” I read the description of the F ranked quest, “Well, it’s a start.”

I handed in the sheet of paper and she stamped my guild card and then we headed out of town. Apparently, even though the herb I’m gathering was within an hour walking distance of the city, someone thought it was a tough enough job to require making it an Adventuring quest.

“Well, that’s twenty bags of herb.” I patted off my pants.

“I think the quest said just twenty herbs.”

“Eh?”

When we got back to the Adventurer’s guild while it was somehow still light out, I handed in the bags of herbs.

“Oh, wow, that’s so many herbs. How did you gather so many?”

“Um… I tried?”

“Well, this will earn you 10,000 bottlecaps!”

“That’s like $10,000. Who would have thought a job that could be done in a single afternoon for an F class Adventurer could net me enough money to live comfortably for months.”

“Nobody… because that would be freaking retarded.” The loli catgirl responded.

“Ah, well, either way I’m rich now. Exactly, how did you become a slave again?”

“Apparently, considering how gamed the system is, my parents were just generically bad at life.”

“Too bad. Let’s go buy a mansion.”

“You can’t buy a mansion with $10,000.”

“Maybe not a normal mansion, but I can buy a haaaaunted mansion!”

We went up to the city property manager, and he showed us a giant super awesome mansion formerly owned by a noble. However, the noble mysteriously disappeared and everyone who bought it since died a mysterious and horrible death, so it was cheap in cost.

I paid the amount and went into the mansion and beat up all the ghosts. Does it really matter how? Point was, I have an awesome mansion and I didn’t work very hard for it. As goddess intended.

A certain goddess sneezes.

“Alright, that was fun. Now, I’m going to go out and buy a slave.”

“You already own a slave.” The slave responded.

“I’m going to go out and buy a GOOD slave.”

As the loli catgirl teared up, I went out to the slave auction house. They line up a bunch of girls, and despite being slaves they’re all super hot and skimpy and full of skills. Each one had a simple, easily fixable default so noone wanted them and they were all super cheap so I got to pick the one I wanted. Plus, I could see their boobies through their outfits and it’s awesome. No problem exploiting enslaved women here. Am I still a likable protagonist?

“I’ll pick that slave.” She had <roulette roll… orange!> orange hair and <roulette roll… green> green eyes and also big boobies. She also had dog ears and a dog tail.

As soon as I finished the purchase, I started to touch the slaves ears and tail. It’s cool, she’s a slave. It’s not like she’s a person with feelings or something. We head back to the mansion.

“I’m so glad master isn’t the kind of master who will beat and starve me! You’ll just rape me and sexual harass me none stop!”

“Yes, I’m the only man in this world who isn’t just the most awful person ever. I’m only slightly awful. Just a little awful, so comparatively I’m a saint!”

“I love you, master!”

“Of course, is it because of the not beating you? It’s the not beating you, isn’t it?”

“That’s part of it! Plus, I have no trauma from being a slave, so now I’m just going to act like just a normal girl in your harem. Why don’t you sleep with me tonight?”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Well, I love you and I’m your slave! So let’s have sex?”

“I don’t follow you.”

The new slave girl’s ears dropped down as she wore a frown. “I would like… to engage in intercourse, with master.”

“Huh?”

“Um… I would like to get naked…”

“Okay…”

“And I’d like you to get naked…”

“Right…”

“And then we… you know… have sex.”

“Now you lost me.”

“Wo-would master by chance be a virgin?”

“What? Pfft… what are you talking about? I’ve been with… like… so many… boobies…”

“Okay… let’s try it this way. You see my boobs?”

“Oh yes.” I responded excitedly. “I like boobies!”

“Now, I have something between my legs…”

“You know… if you keep talking like that, I’m going to think you like me or something.”

“I’ve already confessed I love you!” she snapped.

“Forget it, you’re dealing with an isekai protagonist in a pg-13 web novel, your relationship is never going to go past cute lovey scenes.”  The catgirl sighs.

“Well, I don’t know what either of you girls are on about, but why don’t you go take a bath in the outdoor hotsprings that this mansion for some reason has.” My eyes gleam a bit, “Don’t worry, I won’t peek!”

“You know, we could be doing the naked tango right now!”

“Just leave it, let’s go bath.”

As the two girl’s finally depart, I jump onto my bed and give a sigh. This was a very eventful first day. I would build a harem in this world, become rich, and be loved and respected by everyone. After that? Who knows? I supposed I’d do whatever those things are you’re supposed to do with harems. Put her in various outfits? I think you’re supposed to bath with them and they like cook for you and feed you. Those are the things you do with a woman, right? And live together, I guess? Can’t think of anything else at the moment.

If I knew at that time what I’ll know in the next chapter, I wouldn’t be so comfortable, because something big was going to happen. I mean, I’m so OP I’ll easily solve it, but it will stretch this wish-fulfillment story out a few more pages so, you know, look forward to it.

Every Xianxia Ever Written

This is part of my Wattpad “Every Book Ever Written” Novel, but I thought given the subject matter it’d be most appreciated with this crowd. I also wrote “Every Sex Scene Ever Written (By a 12 yo)” and “Every Zombie Story ever written” to name a few others. Would they be worth “porting” over here? Either way, enjoy this one.

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My name is Jang Yang. I have spent my life being made fun of and mocked because my profound veins were weak and womanly, and there is nothing worse than women, am I right, guys? Now, I’m going to spend the next 3000 chapters chasing after anyone with a vagina. Nothing ironic about that… Anyway, in the past, all of my attempts at forming a harem of girls failed because of those veins and how weak they are, but all that changed three years ago.

“Would you like ultimate power?” a crystal I randomly found in the stream asked me when I was twelve.

“Hell yeah, I would!”

And like that, I was given a second set of veins. Bigger veins. Manly veins. However, because I didn’t grow up with those mighty powered veins, they were empty. That’s why it’s been three years since then. I’ve been training in secret, filling my veins up for the day of trials.  That day was going to be today, so I needed to get going.

I started preparing to leave my hovel of a home. I was part of the Wu sect. They were the main sect in control of these parts, but because of my weak veins and my dad’s illness, the other Wu members walked all over my family. When my dad married my mom, he was a promising rising star, but an accident during training had damaged his veins, which he still blames for the reason I was born with such weak veins of my own.

Of course, now my beautiful jade-like mother was much higher than his station and many men looked on with jealousy over my weak, pathetic father having a woman as beautiful as she. As a result, she was frequently harassed when she went into town and took to having to wear baggy clothing and no makeup to hide her beauty as much as possible. If someone of the Wu family went too far, we’d be powerless to stop it.

Of course, while the Wu family were the heads of this city, this was actually a very small city, in a small region, in a very small country, in a very small continent, on a small world, in a small cluster of worlds, in a small multiverse. That’s right, multiverse. You’ll see that introduced again in chapter 8000 when I run out of other ways to drag this story out.

Suffice it to say, I was the bottom of the bottom, looked down upon by everyone. However, that was going to change starting today. As I was contemplating this, someone came up from behind me and put their hands over my eyes.

“Guess who!”

I smiled and turned to my beautiful sister. She had jade-like skin just like her mother, and green eyes, and long black tidy hair. Her body was frail and womanly and fragile and weak. Like, if you hit her body with a stick, her body would break. Not even like a thick stick. A twig even. You could beat my sister up with a twig. So hot.

“Hello, my beautiful sister.”

My beautiful sister’s jade-like skin flashed in a blush as she turned away. “No, big brother, please don’t look at me that way.”

I grab her hands and kiss her on the nose, “What way? My sexy, beautiful, hot, piece of ass but totally just platonic sister.”

“You know I must marry one the Wong brothers so that I can bring our family just a bit of peace.”

“No, you’re my woman. I won’t let any man have you, especially not someone from the Wong family.”

The Wong family were the worst of the bunch, constantly taking advantage of our family. Had father not had more power at the time, my mother, who’s basically an object, would have been Wongs. As a result, Father Wong resented my father for getting his dream girl, while Mother Wong resented my mother for being the one her husband really wanted. Basically, all of them are assholes, so you can understand how awful it would be if my sister ended up with one of their children.

In reality, I was only thinking about my sister’s happiness. I certainly didn’t have any incestuous thoughts towards her or anything inappropriate like that.

“Brother, your hands are groping my chest.”

I nodded thoughtfully, “Yes, just making sure they are developing properly.”

“Brother is always so worried for me.”

“Time for the Pap smear!”

“I’ll be leaving now.”

I slapped my sister’s rump as she walked out of the room and she gave me beautiful beaming smile and blush as she left.

“One day, I’ll marry you sister!” I declared as she fled the room.

Ah, that last part was also a totally platonic interaction. As a brother, it was my responsibility to let my sister only be with the best, and I’m it, so… you know.

I leave my home after giving my father and mother the proper acknowledgment as a filial son. As I headed to the temple, there was a woman who was being harassed by two boys. They weren’t letting her pass by on her way to the temple at all. I, of course, knew the two boys. They were none other than the Wong brothers.

“Please, let me pass!” The girl responded coldly.

She was also a beautiful girl, with long black hair and jade-like skin. She was so jade-like that she might as well be a rock. So sexy. She was also a childhood friend. She was one of the few people here who treated my family well. Well, I was going to make her mine because of it. That, and she’s also really hot. Other than my mom and sister, she’s the number one beauty of our city. Every man fancies her, including the Wongs.

“Don’t stalk off so soon, woman, If I have things my way your father will agree for you to marry me!” The older brother said.

“Hey!” I barked, causing all eyes to turn to me. “Don’t you guys know that two Wongs don’t make a right?”

“Oh, look brother.” The younger one snarled. “It’s Jang Yang. Even though I’m like engaged to his sister or something, let’s be really nasty to him!”

The pair looked down at me in absolute disgust, their eyes twisted with revulsion like I was a bug who suddenly stood in front of their path and started standing up to them.

“Today is the day all of that changes. Shortly, we’ll be ranked by the Daoists, and you’ll no longer be able to hide behind your family’s relative power.”

“Absolutely, soon we’ll be higher ranked Daoists too! You’ve inherited your father’s pathetic veins, Yang, don’t expect today to do anything but cement your place as a loser forever!”

“I disagree!”

The two men gasp, completely taken aback by my sudden defiance.

“Why you…”

“In fact! “I continued “… I think that in a few hours, you won’t even be lucky enough to lick my very feet!”

“This guy can’t even see Mount Tai in front of him…” He started.

“I’d even go so far as to say! You two, are poopy faces!” I interrupted him.

The younger brother ground his teeth in anger while the older brother spat up blood. The pair turn to look at each other and the younger brother gasps.

“Jesus! Big brother, you’re coughing up blood!”

“Yes, I do that when I get really angry.”

“Really? I mean, I’m no doctor, but are you sure it might not be something serious, like lung cancer?”

“I’m fine, I do it all the time.”

“That’s even less reassuring!”

“Look, let’s teach this Yang a lesson for daring to defile our name with his vicious tongue.”

“Rather than that, I think I need to take you to the doctor!”

“What are you doing, dammit, I said I’m fine!”

“Wait, now your bleeding from the ears. No, we’re going now, this ain’t right!”

The two brothers seemed to forget I was there as the younger brother dragged his big brother away as he seemingly bled from every orifice.

After a few moments, it was just me and the beautiful Jade girl Ying Ting. She turned to me and gave a nod.

“I’ll be going then.”

Wait, before you go!” I ran up to her beautiful jade figure and put my hand on her shoulder. “Oh, wow, you really are smooth as jade. And so ice cold, perhaps I should warm you up?”

“That’s a Jade Statue. I’m standing over here.” A girl’s voice came from my right.

I looked over at the statue. I did think it odd she was missing her arms. Ah well. Me and you will meet up later, baby. I abandon the Jade statue and walk over to the other object in the room.

“So, I just saved you from some mild annoyances. Do you love me yet?”

Ying Ting gave a snort. “I am the most beautiful woman in this village, so naturally I’m only concerned about increasing my own profound powers. I’m already more powerful than anyone else in this village, including the Wongs. The only reason I’d ever let a man touch me is if having sex somehow increased my profound powers and everyone knows that virgins have the strongest profound powers.”

“Yeah, but only if they’re women.”

Ying Ting nods, “Of course, but unless you’ve got some way of increasing my profound powers drastically through sex, this… just ain’t gonna happen.”

“Well, this story is written by a man so can we… yeah? Yeah… that sounds just super. See you in fifty chapters… naked.” I confirmed things with the narrator, and it turned out he totally could come up with a BS reason why she’d need my penis in a moment of distress.

Ying Ting rolled her eyes and walked away as I imagined her naked and all the things I’m going to do to her off-screen. I mean, you guys won’t experience it, but it’s going to be HOT. I mean, look at her, she’s so pale and thin and sickly. She just coughed and swooned! So hot. Well, live vicariously through me when the event happens. Totally HOT.

I finally made my way into the temple. All of the younger disciples were forced to line up in front of the gathered crowd on stage. An old man with white hair and white beard pulled out an orb and handed it to the temple elder. The elder started handing it to each person in line, one at a time as the pair watched closely. The color would turn into a blue, or a red, or a green, or some other color, and that meant something. It was your profound affinity. The strength the orb glowed furthermore revealed how powerful your veins were.

When the youngest Wong finally was handed the orb, it glowed in two different colors! Everyone gasped. A dualist! Who could have ever expected a dualist would show up in this smallest school at the smallest city in the smallest country, etc, etc…? The Wang family would rise in status substantially, to the point where my sister would be lucky to be his mistress. He gave me a condescending look as he finally handed the orb back to the old man who proceeded to pat him on the back with a smile. As far as his orb strength… oh, I don’t know, we’re just making up measurements here… let’s say 51 octopus. It’s a more than a lot, less than a lot-lot.

However, even though I just said all that like this was some kind of problem, I merely returned a flat and unimpressed look. With my new powered veins, I was certain would put out a show even more amazing. Ying Ting came up and grabbed the orb next. This time, it exploded in a rainbow of color.

“Holy Calamari, 95 Octopus!” The test instructor couldn’t contain his excitement as everyone broke into conversation.

I didn’t know what rainbow colors meant, but it apparently meant really powerful. Well, good for her. As expected of my future woman. She’ll be powerful… although never quite as powerful as me, of course. She’s only a woman, after all. God, I hope she loves me!

The orb continued to be passed from one hand to the next until it finally landed in my own. Ah, finally, I can show the world how powerful and awesome I am!

I reached out and grabbed the orb. At first, nothing happened. Wong’s smile seemed to be growing more and more until, without warning, the orb suddenly exploded. Glass shards flew out, striking the test giver in the face!

“Holy crap! Oh, freaking ow. I got glass in my eye! What just happened?”

“Ah, it appears the orb has spontaneously exploded.” The old man responded.

“Exploded! How does that happen?”

“Don’t know, this has never happened before. Here’s a spare.”

“Wait, you just said this has never happened before!”

“Yes.”

“Then why are you carrying an extra orb!”

“Ah, well, aren’t you glad I am?”

The elder priest sighed, grabbing the second orb from the old man and walking back over to me. “Alright, let’s try this again.”

He drops the orb in my hands. I stare at it. Once again. Nothing. There was some chuckling occurring behind me, but I didn’t turn to see who made it. Then, the orb exploded again!

“Ah, my other eye! Gossshhhhh… darn it that smarts…”

“Oh my, well, here’s another spare.” The old man pulls out a third one.

“Nope, no, nu uh. I’m not using your stupid exploding orbs no more. At least, not on this disciple. He is given 0 Octopus and blowing up orbs as his diagnosis.”

“Wise teacher, what does this mean for me?” I ask anxiously.

It’s the old man who answers. “Well, we’ve never seen this effect before, so effectively we can’t rank you. As a result, you’ll need to start at the bottom.”

“The… bottom?”

“A rankless, but that also has the side effect that you have no ceiling limit as well.”

“Huh?”

“Ah, well, to be frank, you’ll start at the bottom, but as you’re the first of your kind, we don’t know your limits. In a word, your potential is limitless. Only time will tell if you are the weakest of the weak or the strongest thing this world has ever seen. You’ll be constantly seen as complete trash by your peers until you prove to them your strength, one rank at a time. There are a thousand ranks… in the first profound realm, and there are like ten realms, so it’ll be a while. Plenty of time to stretch this story out forever.”

“Can’t we just assume I’m probably powerful and everyone can start treating me with at least the basest level of human decency?”

“What? Hah! No! To summarize, you and your family will be treated like garbage, until you steadily climb one rank at a time, getting your vengeance a handful of people at a time as the next progressively higher group continues to look down at you.”

“How long will this continue?”

“Oh, I don’t know, until you beat everyone up I guess.”

“Everyone?”

“Everyone!”

“Even you?”

“Especially me!”

I give a sigh as everyone stares down at me, most with superiority and disdain. Ah, well, either way, I’m going to rise to be the most powerful person alive. To protect my family, or for money, or women? Or something… does anyone really care? I’m going to be super powerful, let’s just leave it at that. But for the moment, I guess nothing was going to change after all. You’re just going to get the same crap, over and over again for the next 5000 chapters. Enjoy!

Reincarnated As A Villager – Strongest Slow-life – Chapter 27

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-a pharmacist.

It’s common sense that there is a pharmacist or two in any village unless they sit at forefront of the human race like a Pioneer village.

Most learn from their seniors, as there are no institutions where you can learn. It’s rare to find a doctor who can diagnose outside of the King’s capitol.

Medicine doesn’t just involve the study of the human body like in the past, but also finding magic that can cure cuts and breaks.

Medicine can do stuff like lower fevers or treat poison, which is a culmination of years of gathered wisdom.

Well, at any rate, the role of doctor is passed down from parent to child, and this one has already been active as a pharmacist for more than sixty years.

Compared to the medical technology of my previous life, there is a difference compared to “Grandma’s Wisdom”, but in this age, there is no clinic in a rural town where driving is inconvenient. In this world, the pharmacist is a more general position.

It is a post which is important for the village that is surely related to the life and death of a person from birth to the graveyard, and they have as much voice as a village chief.

So, the pharmacists house, the Yakudokoro, is in the center of the village, built from wood and sturdy stone.

The reason for this is that the existence of the pharmacist is a life line for the village, and constant temperature control is necessary for the storage of some herbs.

When I opened the door to the drugstore, the smell of many herbs began to flow. You ought to get used to the bitter smells if you are born in the countryside, as you’ll smell the odor of livestock feces and demon giblets on a daily basis. By the time I was five I stopped noticing it.

“Obaba, are you alive?”

I called out to the inside of the house where no one was present.

Basically, medicine work is medicine making, so they’d be in the back studio.

“He’s alive.”

The voice of a young one came from the back. Kind of like a sister – errr – no, nothing like that. Yes. Ne-chan is the tenth disciple of the present Yakushi, and is a pharmacist apprentice who is now practicing, age 14.

One enters apprenticeship at about ten years of age, and the disciples are taught by doing, leaning by adventuring, herb gathering, and ecology on the field, and gaining experience at the medicinal branch office.

The survival rate is rather lower because they are fighting demons at such a young age.

Well, this is a village with a fixed population, and it’s impossible for there to be no natural disasters or demon attacks.

Well, fortunately this village had Oton and sister so the damage from monsters is usually minor. Natural disasters can also include water scarcity, and rarely famine, so the village’s ratio of pharmacists was high, but in neighboring villages it was usual to only produce one or two pharmacists.

“Well, Neve, are you studying hard?”

By the way, I’m the ninth disciple of Obaba and could be called a pharmacist. So, Neve is a sister disciple. A very cheeky, younger disciple.

“I’m working hard. I’m quite confident in my recent success.”

“Ha, ha, ha! If your keep at it, you’ll become a better pharmacist than me, Neve-kun!”

It’s not a translation thing. As a pharmacist came to be named, every day, every job is a steady progression with study. There is no goal there. This is the truth of disciples, that only through continuous work will they become a good pharmacist.

“Welcome back.”

He also welcomes me with a rumpled face.

Obaba is like a bean that had been grinding medicinal herbs forever. Obaba is 80 years old (who also seems to be too old to live that long). He’s the oldest in the village.

It seems unbearable to get older than this without having a quiet and soft personality. In this era, that’s an unusual personality trait. According to the talk from village chiefs, his personality hasn’t changed since long ago.

I don’t deny that at all, since he’s taught me not only medicine, but most of what I know.

This man is my teacher and is as important as my family.

“Neve, I brought food, help me take it off the carriage.”

The pharmacist is exempt from village taxes, and food is provided by the village and the village chief. However, it’s become more difficult. He lacks teeth these days, so Sepuru makes soft things for Obaba (and the live-in Neve) to help him out.

“Neve, I beg you.”

“Hah!”

Well, as always, I leave it to Neve.

“Sorry as usual.”

“I do not mind… Okan picked up a soup that Tota hunted and brought back along with firewood- no problem.”

“Well, well, I will thank you.”

I don’t listen to anything while I know my own abilities. I won’t marry until I’m seventy years old.

“I brought enough for ten days, but if it’s not enough, let me know. Well, I think it should be fine, but depending on the situation, food shortages might come up. Put this guy in the basement for an emergency, and it might be better if you make medicine more, because I will save it if you don’t.

Because he’s rumpled, Obaba’s expression is tranquil, a man looking up to his teacher. You won’t lose to any of the disciples as long as you read the atmosphere.

“Don’t worry so, I won’t cause trouble.”

“Sorry, same as always.”

“Do not mind since you’re doing it on your own.”

It is good that you understand. It is worthwhile to have been born in this world alone.

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Had to Post this Video

Usually don’t do this, but I rarely get my opinions validated (I know, shocking), and this video just happened to say exactly what bugged me about Smartphone. This focuses on the anime, but yeah, such a bland, boring anime from a bland, boring webnovel. Also makes some comments on what makes an OP character interesting.

Reincarnated As A Villager – Strongest Slow-life – Chapter 26

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“Oh, ba. The merchant is coming.”

Sari Bali is talking with Ben about such things.

“Auntie? What do they have?”

“I don’t know.”

Yup, I heard Sari Bali’s stupidity.

Even so it is a merchant…

Although I can’t say it’s complete, our home is pretty self-sufficient. We are able to completely gather food and tools. Well, I just have to buy clothes, but usually I get it when the peddlar’s wagon comes in once a month, and if I needed anything else, I’d put out a request with him.

That’s why it doesn’t matter if I have any connections with the general goods stall. Although it’s still good to touch base with the grocery stalls as they work the cashier every day.

Certainly, if I went down there, I could at least meet them. Well, I might as well give a greeting.

I headed over to the general shop while thinking about that.

Since it’s next door, it won’t take more than a few seconds.

“Hello~”

Because it is a general store in a rural village, the shop itself is only about ten tatami mats large, and the selection of items is not abundant, but if you live in the village, it’s a necessity.

… Most purchases at the general goods store involve trading one item for another, so the things found at the shop reflect that…

So, I will just greet the person who is standing behind the counter because I have no other interest to be there.

“Is something wrong if you’re calling me out?”

“No, I don’t need anything.”

I show a smile to a good-looking woman who could be called a proper country lady.

We don’t know each other well, but even in a small village failing to talk to your neighbors can influence things.

“Well, what can I do for you?”

Communication is important, but my communication skill is not high enough to keep me from talking to her. It’s kind of a mental attack…

“Do you have any meat yet?”

“Meat? Well, there is some, but why are you asking about meat?”

The general store is a general store after all, it’s not a grocery store. Well, adventurers will come and request preserved foods, but they don’t handle anything that would be put on a kitchen table. Can’t really speak for the city (stores) —, but because of the size of this village, the street venders are enough. Another thing is the barter system.

“Have you heard that a merchant ship entered the harbor?”

“Oh, I was hungry at the Sea Dragon and managed to overhear that.”

“The people of the merchant ship buy up food every day. Vegetables are fine, but the meat won’t last long enough.”

Well, I don’t know much about sailing, but knowing shipping ranges it’d be five to seven days by ship. They can load it with all sorts of things, but mostly it’d have to be rockhard bread, root vegetable soup, and dried meat.

It seems to me that the food preservation technology in this era is rather low. Bottling technology barely exists, as bottles are very expensive and small. Moreover, they are very easy to crack. You might be able to use them at home, but they’d be inconvenient to take on a voyage. It works far better just to pack in barrels.

“When did you first see the merchant ship?”

“About three days ago.”

“So, there had been no problems so far?”

“Problems? What problems?”

The pretty lady tilted her head. Well, you could call her a bit of a wild card at a general store like this.

“I don’t know much about merchant ships, but I do know that with a merchant ship, that could carry anywhere from two to thirty people. If there were forty people added to the village, the longer they stay the faster the food would decrease. I think with fishing no one will go hungry, but other foods will surely decrease as well. If you divide the vegetables up, not everyone would be able to vegetables in their home. Of course, a person could go pick some mountain vegetables, but who would go? Who would sow the barley then, a child or an adventurer? I don’t know everyone’s food circumstances, but I know a bit about what houses can afford. What will tomorrow be like, I wonder who will have enough food.”

There is not enough food in the village at the moment to cover a large number of people. This same problem can happen when a large caravan arrives.

“… that’s a big problem…”

“It will depend on the skills of the mayor on whether it will be or not.”

I do not have any authority on my part, even with the other kids. Well, it doesn’t hurt to ask, it’s not like I don’t care. I like this village. I had an attachment here. The people who live here are preferred. But the most important thing is family. If it comes to family or other people, I will choose family without hesitation.

“-I can’t take it any longer!”

I grab the hem of the skirt and wave it like someone in a bullfight before darting out of the store.

Oh, and the mayor isn’t really stupid, so I think we’ll manage somehow.

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Top Ten Least Favorite “Another World” Web Novels

As I was reading through my top ten “Another World” novels list, I thought it might also be interesting to write about my top 10 least favorite novels. This can be kind of difficult. If I hated something, I rarely read very much of it, so I must admit that while these are the novels I liked the “least”, they’re also the novels I most likely read the least. Still, I typically give every novel on my list at least 20 chapters. There are some novels on the list that were so meh that they really gave me no impression at all. I would read my 20 chapters and then, upon leaving, barely even can recall what happened. I won’t be including these. This is the list of the ones that left the worst impressions.  These are the ones I remember, and for some, wish I could forget.

  1. Reincarnator

This one sits on the bottom of my list because it’s a story full of extremes. There are parts I really liked. The another world theme is fantastic, and definitely in the first 30 some chapters there was a lot to love about this story. However, the story is very slow and drags things out for very long time. The pacing can be a mess, and I think the stories seeming complete lack of tying up loose ends, continuous characterization, or a clear direction really just destroys it. Every character introduced seems to disappear after their part in the plot of the story is done. Since the MC never communicates with anyone, the MC himself seems to have almost no personality. The story is written in a very much “making it up as he goes along” kind of way and around the time the story gets to the world tree the author stops explaining things and the story starts getting really congested and confused. If you can follow this mess, more power to you, but I’ll stick to stories that actually focus on the people and the events, not just the random meaningless goal of the week that author felt like throwing at him that was never mentioned before. And don’t give me a line about how it “gets good” 150 chapters in. If it takes 150 chapters for a plot to make sense… you have a badly written story.

  1. Doll Dungeon

There was nothing absolutely disagreeable with Doll Dungeon. It simply was abrupt, boring, and poorly written. The pacing is a mess. The reasoning is a mess. The progression is forced. This is a story that has nothing particularly bad with it, other than the fact that it just wasn’t very good. It has nothing to like, and nothing to hate.

  1. Grand Prize: Unrivalled Harem Ticket

This story is just so blatantly clichéd and choked full of wish-fulfillment that it permeates every inch of this story. The story is just lazy (you’ll see that as a recurring theme on this list). Besides using every cliché in the book, it also just pushes through and makes things happen without reason. The MCs capacity to strike out with luck is really the unrivaled part, and everything falls into his lap. Eventually, his behavior with women takes on a rapey vibe, although the story makes up silly plot conveniences to legitimize the rape. I don’t think you could write a more Standard Japanese Protagonist if you tried. He is literally the textbook example. In fact, this entire story is the textbook example of a harem isekai story, but not in a good way. It’s more in a shameless pandering kind of way.

  1. In A Different World With a Smartphone

Other than Slave Harem, this is the second webnovel I’ve been the most vocal about openly disliking. You might be surprised it is not higher on the list, but that’s because it doesn’t really offend me in any particular way. It’s just boring. The characters are flat. The dialogue is flat. And for a story with Smartphone in the name and all about him having his Smartphone, he doesn’t use it for anything important. Instead, he gets generic op abilities exactly as strong as he needs to overcome any obstacle, and that’s really all the story is. A guy goes adventuring, forms a harem, and… stuff… I guess. I had a discussion recently where someone told me Death March was boring and that this was good. Now Death March may take a long time to have some of the more amusing parts, but this one loses me before I can even get going. I can’t even get through the anime, that’s how dry and uneventful everything in this story is.

  1. The Amusing Other World Trading Travelogue of Net Auction Guy

This is a book I should have and would have absolutely loved. A Spice and Wolf style merchant story mixed with a magical portal allowing the protagonist and him alone to dance back and forth between this world and another world? What’s not to love? Well… just about everything the author did in it. The protagonist is a small time Net Auction guy, but because he’s a shitty person, he barely takes advantage of his access to another world. He mooches off of everyone around him, wants to rape his slaves, and oh yeah, of course the slaves suddenly fall in love with him for literally no reason. In fact, everyone falls in love with him for no reason. He does nothing cool, exciting, or clever, yet everyone wants to just bend over backward for him. In the chapters I read, he hadn’t done a single successful merchant thing, while spending days getting favors from companions for everything.

  1. Moon-led Journey Across Another World

I really wanted to like this story, I did. First, I struggled to get into it because the webnovel description is hard to follow. Then, I struggled to get into it because the translation is hard to follow. The story seems to just jump all over the place. The guy is OP’d, but it isn’t even addressed why. It certainly didn’t come from skills the god left him. The second the first girl shows up and she’s a pigmen (orc) that, I kid you not, looks like Miss Piggy, I found the novel impossibly hard to enjoy. The premise is good. Like I said, I want to like this story, which is perhaps why it leaves such a bad impression with me, because ultimately, whether because of translator or writer, it’s just something I can’t follow.

  1. The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

Okay, yes, I don’t like lazy protagonists. I mean, I’m a procrastinator. I’m lazy. But when I’m reading a story… I don’t think it’s too unreasonable to want crap to happen, and when you have a protagonist who won’t even wake up to feed themselves, that makes the whole process a pain. This story makes my list because it’s lazy. Not just the protagonist, the whole story. The main character is OP… but it isn’t through some serendipitous event… this character actually tries to screw their character up because of how little shits they give about existing at all. However, apparently, the god planned to make them Op regardless because he was handed so many points that no matter how they were distributed he’d be OP. That, followed by the story immediately jumping into the “bandit attack” cliché immediately after, just showed a story written as lazily as the protagonist in it.

  1. Because Janitor-san is not a hero

I’ll openly admit I didn’t give this story a chance… but that is mostly because after three tries I just couldn’t get past it. Perhaps it isn’t fair that I blame the quality of the story on the very very very shitty translation job. However, every time I doubt it belongs on this list I just think about just how incoherent this story is, I remember the scene where a bunch of people are being teleported to another world, and their first reaction is to give the Janitor nasty looks and laugh at his expense as they instantly grasp the concept of a world they haven’t been to yet, and harass an aging janitor instead of worry about that whole “god exists and he’s sending you to another world” thing. An ahole student manages to swipe his soulsword away from him… and then I remember just how dumb that is. It’s just too dumb. I can’t give this story another chance.

  1. Cheat Skill: “Sleep Learning”

While I’ve never been a fan of the lazy protagonist, there are a few stories with lazy protagonists that did not make it on this list. However, a few authors think that if you write a lazy protagonist, you as a narrator can also be lazy, and that’s where this story fails. His power isn’t simply ridiculously op, it’s nonsensically op’d. The guy sleeps, and becomes OP. That’s about it. I think…. If that was all it is, there was something you could like about it. However, it’s also revealed that the guy is also a dickhead. He whines and demands food, expecting other people he doesn’t even know to provide it for him. Not only does his sleeping skill auto-kill anyone who attacks him, but he himself also will ruthlessly murder anyone who interrupts his sleep, because they interrupted his sleep. He functions with the mind of an absolute psychopath, not giving a crap about anyone and only protecting a village at his own “sleeping” convenience. Even this wouldn’t necessary give it number 2 on my list, except that the novel also tries to get you to see this story as cute! He’s an attractive boy, and so all the girls want to fawn over him, giving him food and rewarding his selfish, shitty behavior. He’s a freaking monster! But for all accounts, the story wants you to like this guy? To hell with that. It’d be like rewriting Friday the Thirteenth where all the girls giggle and hold Jason while he senselessly slaughters all their boyfriends and the story tell you how cute he is. It’s… freaking… gross.

  1. Slave Harem in the Labyrinth of the Other World

I’ve made it no secret that I hate this story with a passion. And the reason I hate it isn’t because it was so dry and boring that I threw it away. The reason I hate it is that it was just enough to keep me reading on and no. Hundreds of chapters… where nothing happening. If Death March is slice of life done right, Slave Harem is everything wrong about slice of lifes. This novel is nothing but a waste of time. It shows a very despicable protagonist… a complete chickensh*t who visits suicide websites for fun, feels like women owe him if he even talks to them, will openly eye married women and then condemn anyone who dares eye any of his slaves. His slave harem, every girl is as dry as wheat, saying the same lines over and over again in response to ANY action the MC takes. The harem is closer to a cult than a harem, and when they indoctrinate, abuse, and finally rape the fifth harem member, that was when I finally threw this novel out. However, if you aren’t blinded by the basic repetition, you’d have seen his constant rapist behavior and sexual manipulation of his harem from the beginning. But no, just like a rapist, this novel depends on soft touch tactics and continuous repetition to lull you into a sense of false security before ripping off your pants, throwing to the ground, and having its way with you. A shitty guy goes around with cardboard cutout women and fight in identical looking dungeons slowly and methodically one level at a time, chronically testing for every weapon, skill, ability, monster, and food… over and over again, every day… for all eternity. May god have mercy on our souls.

 

So, I’m really curious, what were your least favorite novels? Everyone has their triggers. It seems like mine are rapists, lazy protagonists, and lazy, derivative, crap.