Kar98K Upon Touchdown! - Chapter 652 - Curiosity Killed the Cat!

Kitazawa’s grades at the Ninja Academy had always been mediocre.Uchiha Itachi graduated at seven; he barely scraped through at thirteen.Uzumaki Naruto became the savior of the ninja world at seventeen; at that same age, Kitazawa was still struggling to make Chunin.In this harsh world of shinobi, Kitazawa was what people called a fodder ninja: no talent, no bloodline, and no backing.To stay alive until the story’s grand finale, he’d chosen the safest path—teaching at the Ninja Academy, a job he’d held for five years.“Another peaceful day in Konoha.”Kitazawa rose from his seat and walked to the window.It was enrollment day again, and the training grounds were buzzing with life.He glanced down at the stack of new student files in his hands. Names leapt out at him, all too familiar:Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, Hyuga Hinata, Ino Yamanaka, Sakura Haruno, Akimichi Choji, Nara Shikamaru, Inuzuka Kiba… and more.'DING''Host has reached age six and successfully enrolled in the Ninja Academy.''Activating the Strongest Shinobi System.'

Demons are rampant, the court is corrupt, the human race is declining, demons are rampant, and the world is treacherous and haunted.

Martial arts masters are just more delicious blood food in front of monsters.

There has never been a savior in this world!

My name is Jiang Heng, and I am the one who runs amok!

- Description from novelbuddy

On that fateful day, a voice in the sky told everyone on Earth that the world they called home has just been part of some sort of simulation.

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel*

Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her.

“Master Ian!” She called.

Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?”

“Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance.

“Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.”

His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.”

He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.”

Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being.