The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] - Chapter 471: Pride to Protect

There are 7 dimensions controlled by a Universal Government. Each dimension is governed by its own unique universal laws. There are a few things they have in common, there is always 1 the strongest and 1 the smartest. Except for the Universal Government, it’s forbidden to travel between dimensions. Interdimensional gates don’t close on their own and if left open, creatures that dwell in the darkness between the worlds will find their way through. Without warning, one of the dimensions disappeared without a trace. The remaining 6 in panic did all they could to find the reason why. They never found an answer. 12 years after the dimension vanished, a signal started appearing in the empty universe. Perhaps the answer is in that signal.Tsugi No Level

The pessimistic and negative daughter of a concubine living in the ancient times thought – since life is so difficult, why should one invest serious effort in struggling to live?

The life of an ancient noble woman is often determined and controlled by her family. Moreover, one’s actions often implicate one’s entire family – thus, it is fairly common to see an unexpected calamity result in suffering borne by one’s whole family. Managing to live a good and successful life while retaining one’s dignity is simply too difficult to achieve.

Ah, living in the ancient times is simply too dangerous – we should all just sleep till we die.

It took Haruki years to build the cold character that made those who knew him tremble before him as a Yakuza chairman, but it only took that man's glance to change everything, to break down his walls and make him seek a warmth he never knew he needed.Hiroshi's smile, scent, deep soothing voice, warmth of his embrace...“This is not what I want.”“This cannot be what I need. There's no way I'm going to be weak! I'm the chairman, and I can't afford to be weak.”“I will never fall in love, never be weak... ever again.”“I need him to leave my life, I don't care about him, I never did.”“Who gave you the right to harm what is mine?! I'm going to ruin your life!”“You are completely mine.”“Haruki, it is okay to be weak when you are with me.”“I will never fall in love with you, you simply belong to me.”“Yes, I do...” But you are also mine.*****Between a Mafia boss who is an infamous player and his doctor, who gets to fall the hardest in love?Bullied high school student, Haruki wakes up one evening in the hospital and he is faced with the fact that his grandfather he never knew was the head of a powerful popular clan and he was dying without an heir.The youth bullied for his beautiful appearance was forced to undergo a complete transformation under strict supervision within a short period.His transformation might have been extreme as Haruki grew up to get all he wanted and became infamous for being a player. He broke the hearts of many both males and females.His toughness knew no bond as the true Spirit of a strong clan leader that laid dormant in him was awakened with every work he did.The great leader was forced to pause at the sight of the new family doctor who had just taken over his father's job. He was pleased with the sight he saw and began to pursue what he wanted.The doctor how ever, had other plans as he was not going to let the younger man change his life completely without doing the same to him. (Breaking his walls and bringing him love).A war of love was fought between thee two men as none of them was willing to lose psychologically.Amid the bloody wars of the underground world, they fought to win through the push and pulls of the new feelings they got exposed toWarning:*Dominant, strong, bottom/uke/shou, and a sweet, kindhearted, gentle, muscular, romantic top/seme/gong.*If you don't read Yaoi stories please you are excused.*It contains an abundance of sweetness and warmth.

This is the first part, the second part is “Playing Fish Trapped in a Secret Room (密室困游鱼 Mi Shi Kun You Yu)”.

In 2007, at the WCG Asian Tournament in Singapore. In just a few hours time, between left and right hands, there goes a life and death battle. In the Chinese team that year, there is a professional player who’s only 15 years old, nicknamed “God’s Left Hand”. At that match, he sits right next to her.

Their professional lives start from 14 years old until they retire, disappear, at 25 years old.

In these non-mainstream tournaments, where a small niche of the population follows closely, their only possessions are a mouse, keyboard, and headphone each. There they won gold medals one after another for China.