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His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight for You! Waking up as the descentand of a Nobel family of traditional Chinese medicine, Han Fei found herself unable to bend down and see her toes.
<div class="post-title"> <h1>Father, I Won’t Do Anything</h1> </div> <div class="tab-summary ">Just as your birth did not inspire me, so your death won’t mean anything to me.]Jaina reincarnated as a supporting character who was born as mixed blood of human-dragon and died miserably after being neglected. She is branded as an unclean entity and was abandoned by the dragons.And the first time she met her father, the lord of the tower, Diamide, he just looked at her coldly, as though he didn’t feel any sense of intimacy to his daughter as described in the original.”Is that the one you called my daughter?”Jaina flinched as he approached and lowered her sight.”Blue eyes… but that’s not a proof that she’s my daughter. You could have brought me a child born with another human.”And so he went back leaving her alone and Jaina was living in the shabby warehouse of the tower.Rather than making vain efforts to get into the eyes of his father, the lord of the tower, she decided to have a small luxury that she had never experienced even in her previous life before her death.”You don’t have to think of me as your daughter. I won’t call you father either.””…””Tower’s lord?”So is the father, who should’ve been indifferent, starting to get obsessed? Father, can you just leave me alone?</div>
In the distant past, I was cursed by my dealings with the world. Over the next 1,000 years, I lived an endless life. There isn’t a single life I haven’t experienced. I have been the most noble and humble person in the world, I have become a beggar, I have been revered as a saint, and I have been burned as a witch. And after my most miserable and painful life, I thought of it all again. ‘It’s all bothering me now—I’d like to take a break, please. I’ve decided to live a life of a lazy sloth this time, but why are people still bothering me? Let me get some rest.’ Her story of wanting to rest! (P.S This is a promo manhwa and it’s a oneshot)
After I finished my SAT’s I was reading a novel about the pitiful Ludia who had no partner. The friend of the stalker villainess, who gets her executed. The pushover who followed her friend that brought her doom, also known as extra 1. …Why do I remember an extra who’s of no importance? Damn it, I became that Ludia! I made up my mind that I won’t die miserably and live on but… Hello, crown prince. Why are you straying away from the female lead, and keep getting entangled with me? And why does he get so delusional!! “What should I do? What if the crown prince really fell in love with me…” “Hm, that would never happen.” “Why?” “He was with me last night.” Since it happened this way, I might as well just snatch this man?!
Female high school student, Chiya, encounters a tragic ghost in a pond.
Kenji is friend with this guy who keeps insisting on sleeping in his bed! And he does creepy things to Kenji. Still, why does Kenji feel somehow happy about it?
From Keen on Boys: A Military “Thought” Police is helped from a fall by a Communist Party member. Unbeknownst of the man’s political stance, he promises to repay him, but as “a man of strong principles,” how will he keep his promise…
Read manhwa I Want You to be Happy / 네가 행복했으면 좋겠어 It was a miserable day. She lived a life where she could not die. Rat, who lived in the slums, was in danger of being sold to a perverted nobleman. “P-Please save me…!” Her first attempt at rebellion was easily thwarted, and she wondered if she would die like this. “You’re safe now.” She is saved by a man she meets for the first time. And a fantasy-like life is given to her. She gets to know her parents, who she thought never existed, and reclaims her real name, Irina. Among the kind-hearted people of the Winfried family, Irina heals her wounds and grows little by little. “Miss Irina, make sure you’re happy here.” The man who saved her, Duke Logan Winfried. Irina falls in love with him as if it were already set in place. But why? Why do I feel empty somewhere even though our hearts are connected? Why do you look so distressed? “You said you wanted me to be happy.” So do I. I want you to be happy too.
<span class="mx-1">Sickly? Husband's Contractual Wife</span> I’m Selena, a daughter born to a family well-known for their fertile women. I was all but sold off in a marriage to a sickly duke whose life hung in the balance, all for the sake of producing an heir for his family. They provided me a medicine purported to aid in pregnancy, and the astrologist advised me good days for sleeping together, but... there was no child. “So, are there any signs of pregnancy?” “Ah, I-I'm sorry.” “You’re useless. What luck do you think won you the position of the duke's wife?” I couldn't say a word. ‘No, excuse me. I only have to look at the sky to pluck a star. That's how I attained this position.’ * [(metaphor) Lit. Plucking a star from the sky: something that's difficult to get/achieve) *** A husband who doesn’t like touching me in the least. But he's still pitiful so let's at least make him healthy by feeding him nutritious food, getting him to exercise, and I’ll taste test any doubtful food first personally. Once he recovers from my extensive efforts, I’ll sign an annulment paper and flee, but... “You agreed to a contract to bear me an heir. But to think you would go back on your words...” Although he’s in good health now, my “former” husband has become a bit too healthy. “You're healthy now!” “The duties of marriage are sacred. I will collect my dues.” “Wait. Wait! But we’re divorced? We’re no longer husband and wife...” He smirked then took a piece of paper from his breast pocket and tossed it to me. “We aren't divorced yet.” Huh?!
Read manhwa I Became a Dead Character in a Prison for Wastes / 피폐물 감방의 고인물이 되었다 / I Became a Leader in a Wretched Prison I was reincarnated into this novel… Wait, no! I was reincarnated 10 years before the events of the novel took place? The setting of the novel is a prison that’s even worse than hell itself. This and that happened, and ten years flew by. I’m now the top dog of this prison. * “Hey, Mint. I’ve got a job for you. Get working.” “You’re saying all this stuff, but I don’t know what you mean.” Despite being the top dog, I pretend to be an idiot. But I’m fine with that. It’s one of the plus sides of being dead. “Pretend to be dead on paper. In exchange, I’ll do something for you.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Then an opportunity crept up like a sweet, sweet lie. “If you help me, I’ll release you from this prison.” “What shall I do for you, Master?” “….” With those words, the prison warden was able to order around the prison idiot. “There’s a new inmate that’s being brought in. Make him the new top dog of the prison.” This place is called a prison, but within these walls is total anarchy. As long as I can make this guy the new top dog, I’ll be free of this place at last. “But you’re going to have to go over to the men’s prison.” “…Eh? Do you really think I’ve got the parts for the job?” “You’ll be in disguise, a disguise!” But alas! The new inmate is the male lead of the novel.
