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It's about two best friends, Tamio and Takashi. The development of a friendship to something more as they grow up. Living his life in rural Japan, Tamio is immediately intrigued by Takashi, the blond haired city boy who transfers into his elementary school. But Takashi is actually half Japanese, and despite his appearance he doesn't even know English and loves eating Japanese food even Tamio can't abide. Tamio and Takashi become friends, and despite his perplexity with Takashi's foreign appearance, Tamio quickly develops a strong attachment to the other boy. Tamio earnestly hopes that he and Takashi can stay friends forever. But Takashi remains dissatisfied with life out in the boonies, insisting that someday he's going to leave all this behind. Yet Tamio continues to hope and to do anything he can to ensure that Takashi will stay with him--or take him along--no matter where he goes in life, with an intense, endearing, wistful sincerity perhaps telling of sentiments more complicated than Tamio might think.
Kaji Kotori is a shy girl and was always bad at making new friends, especially with guys. Since the start of high school she has been made fun of by Kaji Yukito who’s the center of attention in the class. Rumors are that he was a delinquent during Middle school but he doesn’t look like one. Here comes the life of Kotori and how she adapts to love. ~~~ I met him by chance and I knew love. My imagination was way different than reality. My lack of restraint of this emotion open the gate of my future world. Kotori, the summer I was fifteen…
Her life was boring, with dull and uneventful days. However, she longed for some excitement in the form of a mystery or two. And that is exactly what she got when her wish came true.
"If I die after eating, that’ll be great!" Luana was born an abandoned princess of a kingdom that would soon be occupied. It’s the story where her death was decided anyway, so she ate what she wanted to eat. Her cooking has captured The General of the Conquering Army, the duke who was cursed and can’t taste foods? "There was nothing I wanted in this small kingdom, but now I think I do.” Why are you looking at me when you say that~?!!! The story of Legion, the occupier of the kingdom who lost his sense of taste due to the curse, and Luana, the only person who could make him taste food. --- “Are you eating in this situation?” “Of course! I’ll have to keep savoring the taste until I die. Do you want one?” She was reincarnated in a novel as Luana, the abandoned princess. And her death was already decided. She just wanted to let people know about her cooking talent, but she was misunderstood as a witch because of her cheese jerky! The General of the conquering army, Duke Legion, who had lost his sense of taste, took her to the Empire for her extraordinary jerkies and to break the curse that had come down from generation to generation. “It is delicious, isn’t it?” “Prepare the same for the dinner.” She was happy to be able to cook and eat as much as delicious food as she wanted… But now, she also wanted to look after Legion. ‘Eat three meals a day, and make sure to make dessert. I’m sure he will be able to gain some weight…!’ – The Duke took the jerky from the princess. On the surface, it was no different from any beef jerky. But when he took a bite of it, it felt like a new world had opened up. The jerky, made by the princess, felt more tender than the others as he gently crushed it with his teeth. The taste of condensed meat smudged his tongue as he chewed on. It was just as she said. He could feel the savory taste of the spicy meat, and at the end of the day, he wanted to have more. The desire that he had, faded for a while. “I didn’t really want anything, but now I think I do.”
Sayuri Haruno dreams of becoming a skilled patissier, and she is set to achieve her goal by attending the renowned Fleurir Confectionery School. Despite receiving a scholarship, some of her classmates mock her, but she also gains a few companions among the boisterous crowd. Ryou Kouzuki, one of the only male students, stands apart from the group, visibly disdainful of his female peers. The arrival of Fleurir's professors clarifies why the school mostly attracts female students: the three handsome and talented Mitsuki Aoi, Gilbert Hanafusa, and Yoshinosuke Suzumi. For their task to create a Western dessert, Sayuri teams up with Ryou, but his overconfidence leads him to brush off her contributions. Sayuri's goal is to bring happiness through her desserts, while Ryou aims to win and prove his skills. Together, will they create a dish that wows the judges, especially Aoi?
A boy whose father fell prey to a book which drives its readers to take their own lives, a girl who tries to protect the boy from meeting a similar fate, a forensic pathologist who cannot forgive herself for the death of a girlhood friend, a mysterious used-book store - The Book Club - that only deals with books about death and despair, and a suicide which was committed in the ancient Library of Alexandria are all inexplicably connected in this unusual Korean horror story.
Read manhwa Born As The Daughter of a Lowly Concubine When I opened my eyes, I was a princess. I was reborn as a princess, not a princess in Joseon, but a worldview far from actual history without any hard work to watch the historical drama. I was born as the daughter of a lowly concubine, so I just wanted to live a quiet life, but I can’t, so… I pushed out Youngbin and her son who were aiming for an empty midfield seat! And realized that this world is similar to the novels I’ve read before! The fact that the final boss, no, the villain Youngbin and her son Kyung-eon-gun while I who had been in the extra 1st position, had somehow removed them! Thanks to this, the Crown Prince who would otherwise have been killed is still alive, and the Grand Prince, who should have been distrusted as a Crown Prince after suffering a dark battle, is still intact! I wonder if this is okay… It was far from the novel’s content, but I wanted to live a peaceful and enjoyable life… Things in the world don’t always go as planned.
Born As The Daughter of the Villainess At birth, my mother had already been exposed to her evil deeds and was confined to the spire, and would soon face a miserable death in the hand of the main characters. I looked at my mother, who was still searching for her ex-husband until the moment she died and held her hands. My little hand got tangled with my mother’s rough hand and her eyes full of warmth turned to me. “I understand Mom.” “….” “Don’t suffer anymore, sleep tight.” Don’t wait for the dad who won’t come. Tears fell from my mother’s eyes at my words, and soon she fell asleep peacefully. Since the novel’s “Wicked Woman” is now dead, her daughter, I will be beaten to death by people tomorrow night. And the second part of the novel will begin. A warm novel in which the daughter of the main characters begins her adventure full of happiness. But I didn’t want to die, and I had no intention of letting the story flow that way. “It’s okay to be mean.” I decided to completely re-write the second part of the novel because it’s a life that may be killed anytime anyway. Associated Names The Wicked Woman’s Daughter 악녀의 딸로 태어났다
I was born as the first daughter and died at the age of 5 in my first life, but I was reborn again. My mother passed away when I was 7 years old. I set out on a journey searching for my mother's keepsake after reading a note she left behind. In that journey, I met a man with pink hair similar to mine. Are you my dad? You're the emperor? I have three older siblings? Mom… Will I be able to get along with my new family?Original Webtoon:, Official Translation:, , ,
This is a world where you can do what you want with beauty! The attractive high-level appearance has opened countless shortcuts for the life of Li Bin. While he smiles and moves his fingers, there are girls online who are willing to jump. In the last 24 years, it has been facilitated because it is good at using its own beauty. He has been accepting the contributions of others. Until he meets He Honey, who seems to understand him more than anyone.
The influential A-list female artist Ye Xian becomes a vicious character with the same name in the novel "Proud Best Actor Only Favors Me." In this novel, she disguises herself as a boy in the hero's boy group to pester the hero, bullies the heroine, sabotages the relationship between the hero and heroine, and finally dies a tragic death. To avoid the sad demise, Ye Xian decides to stay away from the hero and heroine, work hard as a boy, turn the tables by virtue of her appearance and strength, and attract thousands of fans. Ye Xian thinks her future will be bright, but she accidentally "offends" Bo Tingshen, the top boss who helps the hero in the novel. As an amateur in romantic relationships, Ye Xian is unaware of Bo Tingshen's crazy love and intense possessiveness, resulting in many awkward situationsI Rely on the Boss to Hold the C Position in the Men's TeamLng Da Ni Ln ng Vng C VWo Kao Da Lao Wen Zhu Nan Tuan c WeiW Ko D Lo Wn Zh Nn Tun c Wic
She became his wife for the sake of her family, however right after they got married, he immediately divorced her because he believed she had intoxicated him to sleep with her. Feeling dejected and wronged, she refuses the luxurious villa, refuses the money, and walks out by herself to raise a child alone. Now, many years later, she returns to seek his help to babysit their son, will this be a new beginning? Or will he shun her and their child altogether? 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