No Hero V3C5: The Madness of Non-Humans and the Calmness of Humans

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No Hero Volume 3: Non-Human Killer

Original novel in Chinese by: 御我(Yu Wo)


Human, Non-Human Killer Chapter 5: The Madness of Non-Humans and the Calmness of Humans – translated by Raylight

March 10, 2110, Drizzling

The little young master and the Sun Emperor continued their cold war… Or, rather, I should say that the little young master was in the middle of a cold war toward the Sun Emperor. He was implementing the strategy of not looking at him, not listening to him, and not talking to him. This was really effective. In just three days, the Sun Emperor surrendered.

However, the next day, the assassin dropped by again, either by coincidence or something else. The little young master took action again, and this time he even had a bullet scrape past his cheek. He ought to have been able to dodge the bullet, but perhaps, he had not completely dodged it on purpose.

The Sun Emperor immediately ordered all of the bodyguards around him to go ”rescue” the little young master… At that moment though, I felt that the only person that needed rescuing was actually that assassin.

This time, the little young master didn’t throw a tantrum. However, the expression he had while looking at the Sun Emperor, really… made me want to hug him and comfort him thoroughly!

The Sun Emperor was indeed very steady and mature. However, when matters pertain to the little young master, it seems like he could easily become even more childish than the little young master.

Continued

Romance RPG V1C11: Part Eleven

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Romance RPG

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Part Eleven – translated by Kii

At this time, the man finally seemed able to recover from the pain of being “ambushed.” He then looked down at the culprit. Meng was still hiding her face and kneeling on the ground. She inwardly blamed Sword Spirit for not hurrying up and coming up with a solution to the problem in front of them.

“You are hurt,” the man kindly reminded her in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, only then did Meng notice the burst of burning heat coming from her left arm. She turned and saw a long, bloody mark around ten centimeters long there. The wound was probably not deep, as there wasn’t much blood coming out.

Meng casually wiped her arm on her pants and then looked up at the man. His gentle voice made her less scared. But who knew that this one look would actually cause her to stare blankly for quite some time…

When the man saw her wipe her arm so casually, he frowned and said in a displeased tone, “A wound should be properly taken care of. Come with me, I’ll help you wrap it.”

After saying that, he stretched his own hand toward Meng to help her up, posture and expression perfect and elegant.

Continued

Illusions, Lies, Truth V1C2: Jiang Jiang Part 1 – Those Things that Cannot be Remembered

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Illusions, Lies, Truth Volume 1: Human Doll Contract Part One

Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)


Chapter 2: Jiang Jiang Part 1—Those Things that Cannot be Remembered—translated by Raylight

“Oh no! I’m late again!”

A tragic cry came from the second floor, and it was so loud that it could practically shake the heavens. Thankfully, by this time, it was already past nine in the morning. Among the neighbors, those who were employed had already gone to work, and those who were studying had already left for class. Not many people were at home.

Jiang Yu had originally been a little worried about waking up Yu Shu, who was next door, because she seemed to be a night owl. However, she had asked her about it once when she was taking out the trash. Yu Shu’s reply was that during the morning, she would always sleep very well. Even if there was a temple parade outside, with gongs and drums, along with firecrackers being set off, she would still be oblivious.

“Ziya, breakfast.”

Jiang Yu had already become very accustomed to this, and she had already packed up her little brother’s breakfast. Once she heard Jiang Ziya running down the stairs with loud thuds, she stood right at the end of the stairwell and held up the Kraft paper bag with his breakfast in it. When her brother passed by like a gust of wind, he conveniently whisked away his breakfast.

Jiang Ziya put on his shoes while shouting, “Morning, Sis. Bye!” and then dashed out of the door.

Jiang Yu shook her head, and then returned to caring for her two daughters, who were in the midst of eating breakfast.

Continued

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