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On rainy mornings in Tokyo, fourteen-year-old Shinji Minakawa escapes his brutal home life to find solace in an abandoned winter garden. There, he encounters Hakurage Shizu, a mysterious fifteen-year-old gardener living alone among impossible blooms and fading memories. Shinji's world is one of violence and poverty—a father whose fists speak louder than words, a mother drowning in three jobs, and nights spent at a convenience store just to survive. Art is his only refuge, though his parents call it worthless dreaming. Hakurage's world ended six years ago when his parents died in a storm he believes he caused. Now he tends their botanical research facility alone, fighting to preserve their legacy before creditors seize everything in six months. The garden is all he has left—and it's dying. They strike a deal: Shinji will create paintings for Hakurage to sell, funding the garden's restoration. But the subjects Hakurage requests are strangely specific—a red swing set, a paper boat in hydrangeas, a broken fountain. Each painting awakens something in Shinji, fragments of a past he can't quite remember. As the rainy season deepens, so does their bond. Two kids carrying unbearable weights find in each other what they've been missing: someone who understands that survival is its own kind of courage. But the paintings are more than commissions—they're keys to a forgotten childhood friendship, to a tragedy that destroyed both their families simultaneously, to a connection that was severed but never truly broken. With time running out and their demons closing in, Shinji and Hakurage must face the truth buried beneath six years of grief and trauma. In a garden where winter flowers bloom against all logic, they'll discover that some bonds grow back stronger than before—like petals pushing through frost, beautiful and impossible and utterly real. A 14-episode emotional odyssey exploring trauma, memory, found family, and the redemptive power of art and connection. 雨の東京の朝、14歳の皆川シンジは、荒んだ家庭生活から逃れ、打ち捨てられた冬の庭園に安らぎを見出す。そこで彼は、不可能に咲き誇る花々と薄れゆく記憶の中に一人で暮らす、謎めいた15歳の庭師、志津葉蔵に出会う。 シンジの世界は暴力と貧困に満ちている――言葉よりも拳で語る父親、三つの仕事に溺れる母親、そして生き延びるためだけにコンビニで夜を過ごす日々。アートは彼の唯一の避難所だが、両親はそれを「無価値な夢想」と呼ぶ。 葉蔵の世界は、彼自身が引き起こしたと信じる嵐の中で両親が亡くなった6年前に終わった。今、彼は一人で彼らの植物研究施設を手入れし、債権者が6ヶ月後にすべてを差し押さえる前に、彼らの遺産を守るために闘っている。庭園は彼に残されたすべて――そして、それは死に瀕している。 二人は取引を結ぶ。シンジが葉蔵に売るための絵を描き、庭園の修復資金とするのだ。しかし、葉蔵が要求する主題は奇妙に具体的だ――赤いブランコ、紫陽花の中の紙の船、壊れた噴水。それぞれの絵はシンジの中で何かを呼び覚ます。それは彼が完全には思い出せない過去の断片だった。 雨季が深まるにつれて、彼らの絆も深まっていく。耐え難い重荷を背負った二人の少年は、お互いの中に、自分たちが失っていたものを見つける。それは、「生き残ること」がそれ自体、一種の勇気であることを理解してくれる誰かだ。だが、その絵は単なる依頼以上のものだった――それは、忘れ去られた幼い頃の友情、同時に両家族を破壊した悲劇、そして断ち切られたが決して壊れてはいなかった繋がりへの鍵なのだ。 時間がなくなり、彼らの抱える悪魔が迫る中、シンジと葉蔵は、6年間の悲しみとトラウマの下に埋もれた真実と向き合わなければならない。すべての論理に反して冬の花が咲くこの庭園で、彼らはある種の絆が、以前よりも強く成長することを発見するだろう――まるで霜を突き破って咲く花びらのように、美しく、不可能で、そして全くの現実として。 トラウマ、記憶、見つけた家族、そしてアートと繋がりの持つ救済力を探求する、全14話の感動的な物語。

With the strongest physique in heaven and earth was reborn in a small family, with the strongest overwhelming hegemony body, mysterious and powerful golden divine pupils, from then on a road to kill all kinds of geniuses, evil, whether it is a natural genius, or a supreme evil, in front of Qin Chuan is unbeatable, proud of the world, only I! There are unearthly demons, heavenly geniuses, ten thousand year old devils, heavenly giants, but also the most beautiful people, fairies, red powder withered bones, snake scorpion beauty

[Weak-to-Strong + Crew Building + Secretly OP] In the frozen fjords of the North, strength is everything. Kaelen was the heir to the feared Iron-Blood Clan—until the day of his Awakening. While his cousin awakened a Rank 8 Dragon-Sword, Kaelen awakened a Rank 1 Frost-Bud. A literal weed. Mocked, stripped of his title, and exiled to the frozen wasteland to die, Kaelen didn't despair. He smiled. Because the clan was wrong. The Frost-Bud was just a distraction. Hidden deep within his soul, Kaelen possesses a second, forbidden Wyrd-Spirit: The Eclipse Parasol. It is a legendary artifact lost for centuries, capable of blocking the wrath of gods and crushing mountains with its shadow. Now, hunted by the Empire and disguised as a common criminal, Kaelen must gather a crew of misfits—a conman noble, a berserker shield-maiden, and a silent skald—to uncover the "True History" of the world. They threw him out as trash. He will return as the Pirate King. "You brought a sword to the fight? That's cute. I brought an umbrella."

#Femaleontop#R18 #Midevil #Warriors#Romantic #SimpHusband#HopelessRomantic#Reincarnation#EnergeticWife#BDSM Rachel Wells is an outgoing College gal who strives to live her 20s to the max. While studying historical concepts, she likes to use her free time to indulge in gentlemen's clubs. However, this rubs her father the wrong way. Can't she just live a little? After Rachel reincarnates as Beatrice Estell from the Novel "If I Could Be of Use" " she is placed in an unfortunate situation of the suic*dal bride. Can she chit-chat her way out of this one? Is she able to keep living normally? Will she try to break free from the marriage or charm her new husband? ______________________________________________________________ *Exclusive glimpse* Beatrice grasped her husband's palm and tugged him along the garden when she realized he was taking his sweet time. "Now, D-dear can't you take it easy for a day?". Lorcan slowly pulled his left hand away from his wife and grabbed her by the waist with his right hand. She slightly pressed her lips thin as she searched his eyes for questions he didn't say out loud. "I'm not pregnant, Leo." He clasped his hands with hers and neared her face. "But we're not absolutely sure yet..." Beatrice inched closer to his face with a cheeky smile "But I am". Lorcan nuzzled closer to his wife's ear and wrapped his hands around her slender waist. "How's that?" Beatrice held back her laugh and whispered in his ear. "That's cause, I'm bleeding, right now." Lorcans face turned from pale, to pink, to the redest wine. Pulling away from his wife, Lorcan quickly marched twards the gardens exit. Beatrice burst out laughing which caught the servants nearby off guard. "Leoo!~ Why do you have to act like that?" Lorcan halted his steps and stood in his tracts. "Why... Must you be so vulgure.." Lorcan pressed his cold hands onto his burning cheeks. Beatrice crept up on him and slid her slender arms around his waist. "Oh please, there's no need for you to be embarrassed. It's normal." A smile crept on her lips as she brushed her lips onto his ear causing Lorcan to tense up. "Plus, I want you to know I'll be expecting you next Thursday. Night, my dear Leo."

Haunted by the deaths of his sister and mother, Oreon fights for survival against the man responsible. He's joined by two Elven princesses, rescued from his father's prison. United in their quest to overthrow his tyrannical father and destroy the Holy Order, they forge an alliance.

This is not a story about monsters hiding in the dark. It is a record of systems that learned how to live forever. The vampire has always been a convenient lie. A creature with fangs, a curse, a solitary hunger—something unnatural we can hunt, romanticize, or destroy. But the truth is less theatrical and far more durable. Vampirism does not require coffins or capes. It requires contracts. It requires patience. It requires the ability to outlive consequences. This book begins from a simple proposition: vampires are not immortal because they drink blood; they drink blood because they have mastered immortality. And immortality, in the modern world, is not achieved through magic but through accumulation—of capital, of property, of data, of influence, of time stolen quietly from others. The narrator of this ledger is a woman who stopped aging centuries ago and never stopped learning. She witnesses empires rise and dissolve into brands, revolutions ignite and get acquired, youth rebel and mature into management. She loves, she mentors, she abandons. She feeds—sometimes with her teeth, more often with balance sheets. Her confessions are not apologies. They are audits. This is a novel that refuses closure. Each chapter is a new cycle: a new industry, a new ideology, a new generation convinced it will be different. The protagonist does not stand outside history; she compounds within it. If there is horror here, it is not the supernatural but the familiar—the realization that the most enduring predators are those who call themselves inevitable. Read this not as fantasy, but as continuity. The account remains open.

The universe is vast and strange, the world is much like so. Love and hate intertwined in the hand of fate, after the dust settled, all that left was only death. Six Immortal and five Demons, who else is the chosen one? In this day and age where human rules, people live and kill with magical tools. Would you live an ordinary life until your death, or take a risk with courage and charge ahead? "Of course, I will..." .... All the artwork was made by the talented Sword immortal on X ( twitter) Follow me on Youtube for some animated shorts and chibi moment of this novel :D. YouTube channel: Sword Immortal

The Fourth Brother had squandered his wealth through gambling, leaving their mother in a critical state. To make matters worse, the creditors even asked them to sell Manbao to settle the debts! In the village, whispers spread that the golden days of the Zhou Family's cherished Manbao were over. Their elderly mother clung to Manbao's hand, tears streaming down her face. However, Manbao tightly grasped a system in her hand, a tool that would lead her and her brothers and sisters-in-law to reclaim their fortunes. They ventured into agriculture, cultivating land, growing medicinal herbs, and establishing shops, steadily improving their lives. As their situation improved, concerns shifted to Manbao's marital prospects by the sister-in-laws. "Mr. Zhuang's grandson is an excellent match – educated and well-spoken. He is just perfect for you." "No! You should consider Mr. Qian's youngest son, who is handsome and well-mannered. You can count on him never to defy you." Suppressing a smile, Manbao responded, "My heart is already set. I choose Bai Shanbao, my childhood friend whom I've playfully scolded since we were young."

Upon opening his eyes, Xu Ping becomes a spirit farmer in the cultivation world. By chance, he awakens the proficiency panel: From the Spirit Rain Skill that assists in the growth of spirit rice, to the earth-shattering Star Splitting Finger, everything is in his reach by constant practice. "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Xu's Spirit Rain Skill to break through silently, truly a sudden accomplishment!" Old Man Lu wore a fawning look on his face. "Luck, just luck," Xu Ping said modestly. "This isn't just luck. If breaking through the Spirit Rain Skill were based on luck, countless people would have done it. Fellow Daoist Xu relies on talent..."

Wang Lan's world is facing the threat of demon invasion and modern weapons are of no use. What humans can rely on are those who have awakened their Star Martial talent. Wang is one of the awakened and has a good helper. Maybe too good... “Successfully destroyed a Demon spy team, 100 thousand XP points and 5000 skill points rewarded.” “System, can you stop giving me points? I just want to focus on cultivation on my own.” “Nop, you don’t!”

A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】

After transmigrating back from the Cultivation World, she started farming and live streaming to sale fresh local produce in hometown. —— Having failed to transcend the tribulation of the Golden Core, Song Tan returned to the modern era, only to find herself at the scene of a serial car accident. She barely survived thanks to the timely rescue of a benefactor. With that, what else was there to consider? Forget being a corporate slave, let's go back home and farm!!! With her experience in cultivation, Song Tan created her own picturesque land, foraged for wild vegetables, cooked farm meals, picked cucumbers, started live streaming, and sold mountain delicacies...

Zhang Rongfang transmigrates back to an ancient world where cultivators exist. However, they only live longer than common folks and don't have immense power. With an extraordinary ability that turns all data into attributes, Zhang Rongfang begins his cultivation. "But I clearly heard before that some Hall Masters succeeded in transforming Core into Nascent Soul...." "Oh, that was Senior Brother Zhang from Wealth Hall. Senior Brother Zhang is proficient in Dao techniques and indeed condensed Nascent Soul, but he's not a Martial Cultivator; after condensing Nascent Soul, he got so overjoyed he accidentally stumbled and hit his forehead hard on stone steps."

Chen Mo somehow transmigrates to a world of much higher power levels. After his eunuch brother's unexpected death, he takes his brother's identity and becomes a fake eunuch in the harem of the Great Song Dynasty. Just as he's frantic about the next regular physical exam, he finally receives his hack… The Immortal Cultivation Simulator! [You have chosen your talent, would you like to start the immortal cultivation simulation now?] “Yes.” [Day 1: The Great Turmoil was about to arrive, and the horns of uprisings were blown across the Great Song Dynasty. The Imperial Power withered and the Yellow Turban Force came to power. You were in the palace, which was the safest place in the Great Song Dynasty. You planned to just stay safe and then surprise everyone.] [Day 2: You were promoted from a third-class eunuch to a first-class eunuch by the empress.] [Day 3: A palace maid accidentally discovered that you were having an illicit relationship with the empress. You died.]

Murdered by my own aunt, I returned to ten years prior, with just two months left before the apocalypse. Jing Shu began to build her fortress, raise some nearly extinct chickens, ducks, and fish, plant some vegetables that wouldn't exist after the apocalypse, stock up on some tasty snacks, and incidentally re-educate her complacent parents to make them see the true face of their enemies. Life must be lived with style. As for my enemies, I take pleasure in seeing you salivate over my steak, in watching the enraptured look on your face as you smell the barbecue - such a lovely sight.

Chen Fei, a university graduate, who should have been scrambling for a living, happened to save someone by chance, and as fate turned for the better, he inherited the mysterious arts and medical knowledge of a high-level being from the cultivation world.

Wu Wang transmigrates into an ancient world and becomes the young master of a tribe. With his high social status and cultivation talent, he's suppose to live a carefree life. However, when it comes to marriage, he finds that he will pass out as long as a woman touches him. "Miss Lin, the Young Master requests that you come immediately; there's an urgent matter to discuss." "Young Master, what should I do?" "Touch me, isn't that obvious? I have a bit of insomnia."

In this cultivation world, Lin Jing has the Longevity Body and joins the Beast Taming Sect by chance. His first beast is a Pine Needle Mouse, which is somehow different from others of its kind. "Elder Mo, is there something wrong with this Pine Needle Mouse?" "This Pine Needle Mouse has some quirks—it hoarded the resources the sect provided as if they were treasures, hiding them deeply, without using a single piece, and recently reached Qi Cultivation Level 3 solely on its talent."

Shen Mo has transmigrated to a cultivation world. After learning the memory fragments of the original body owner, he finds that cultivation in this word has already been hard enough without being held back by his poor talent. Just as Shen decides to give up cultivation, he awakes the Destiny System: [Destinied Lord: Shen Mo] [Talent: Mediocre Talent] [You spent 1 Destiny Point, tried to enhance your Talent, and succeeded.] [Talent: High]

Many years after the era of immortal cultivation, one day someone carelessly asked the Demon Queen, “I heard that the First Lady of the Demon Realm is your dear sister-friend?” Upon hearing this, the Demon Queen's eyebrows shot up and her almond-shaped eyes widened, “Dear sister-friend my ass, she stole my man!” No sooner had she spoken these words than the exceptionally handsome man beside her slowly shifted his gaze from the book in his hands and cast her a fleeting glance, making the inquirer feel as if the temperature in the hall had suddenly dropped, and their body had plunged into an icy cavern... The Demon Queen glared at the man nonchalantly, “Did I say something wrong?” It later became known that the Demon King's wife and the Demon Queen were once close friends who became enemies over a man, a scandal that spread across all realms. Then someone with a death wish approached the First Lady of the Demon Realm, who always looked gentle and kind, and asked, “Madam, I heard that it was the Wolf Clan's Demon Queen who brought you to this realm back in the day, and that afterwards you both ventured through various realms together, facing life and death side by side as sworn sisters. But later... I heard that you and her... had a falling out over a man?” With a slight smile, the Demon King's wife gently sipped from her white porcelain teacup and said, “Did she say I stole her man?” After nodding in acknowledgment, “That is indeed the case!” The listener was taken aback, internally exclaiming, “So the rumors are true, did our Madam Wang actually have an affair with that Demon Queen?” While lost in thought, the listener heard the tea-drinker add another sentence, “But... she also stole my man after all!” The questioner's eyes widened, and their mouth gaped open. Before they could even take a breath of cool air in shock, So you two were swapping partners? At that moment, a sudden loud bang came from outside, and a voice bellowed like a mighty bell, “Boom...” “You said... who is your man?”