Q: What should you do when the original protagonist grows strong enough to break the measuring tool and even the building walls during their rank evaluation? A: Noo, my measuring tool and wall repair costs!!!

I’ve become the time-stop breeding uncle from an erot*c game. But the situation is completely f*cked up, so I saved the world first. Before I knew it, people around me were praising me as a hero. …..I don’t give a f*ck about being a hero, I just want to retire. f*ck.

I taught the villains to return to reality. But they came as heroes.

“A, a dragon!!” “We have to offer a live sacrifice!!” “A dragon devouring the kingdom! I, the hero of Asgard, have come to vanquish you!” I’m not a dragon, you fools.

The story of a human reincarnated as the Creator God of a new world, and her observation logs of the burgeoning new world and life. — Dragons, which have existed since before the birth of human civilization, became the guardian dragons of the empire. But whether you guys call me that or not, I’m going to sleep.

The game spoilers turned out to be fake. The characters I gathered thinking they were heroes are actually all villains. In other words, I accidentally created a villainous organization.

I saved the Warrior who used to ignore and bully me and now she is obsessed with me.

Due to being reincarnated into a financially struggling noble family, I had to find a way to make money. “Just wait one more day, and the next volume will be out!” “Next week is a hiatus? Are you out of your mind?” “Hurry up and give me the next volume!” “Quickly!” Before I knew it, I was overwhelmed with deadlines instead of romance.

I dreamed of a life filled with romance¹ and romanticism, but I didn’t dream of a romance fantasy… —- ¹ The “Romance” here means a feeling or atmosphere of something new, special and exciting, e.g., a hero’s adventure.

Possessing an extra? Let’s assume that’s manageable. If the body is fine, there should be a way to live quietly. Yes, if only the body were fine… “The Liar’s Curse” – you die if you don’t lie. “Damn it…” It’s a matter of life or death. Somehow, I must survive this curse! Thus begins the survival of a liar at the academy.