Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts - Chapter 654 - 452. There really is a prehistoric giant crocodile

In the bustling fantasy city of Two Ex-Adventurers, Dord, Orth, and Sirre Willow struggle to keep their humble inn afloat. On the surface, Orth and Sirre appear to be the perfect couple, but deep within Orth’s heart lies a secret desire—a cuckold fantasy he has never dared to share. When a mysterious traveler offers to pay for a night with Sirre, it stirs a whirlwind of emotions in Orth. He sees an opportunity to confront his hidden longing and solve their financial troubles in one move. But how will Sirre, who would go to any length to keep Orth devoted to her, respond to such a twisted proposal?This is a netorase story about a loving couple.Clingy Lover Doting Love Interests Magic Male Protagonist Masochistic Characters Netorare Netorase Obsessive Love Prostitutes Yandere

“Master, I'm sorry... It's all my fault that you could not break through before your last moments.”

“Don't worry, my disciple. I will not die,” said Xu Fan as he smiled at his disciple, whose face was covered with tears.

“If only… If only I could get you a few more Foundation Establishment Pills...” The genius of the sect knelt on the floor while crying like a baby.

Xu Fan looked at his oldest disciple and sighed. He then took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and nonchalantly threw it into his mouth.

The next second, divine lights of five different colors filled the world.

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Living things really are ignorant – the greed to obtain the key to knowledge and the fundamentals of energy overpowers them. Little do they know that knowledge is full of lies and energy is the root of destruction. Us, mages, have mastered travelling through space and time. We are invincible, we can turn worlds into dust and you, mere ants, will be wiped out with no trace.

-Mage Adam

An A.I.(Artificial Intelligence) gets reincarnated into a world where he becomes a mage.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.