MTL - Love You More Than I Can - ~ 29 crazy men

In her previous life, she was betrayed by her husband and sister, who not only drugged her and forced her into a relationship with a stranger but ultimately conspired to kill her. After being reborn, she found herself in the body of a disgraced heiress, a girl who had hidden her identity and attended school in another city. She didn't excel in lessons and was unpopular among classmates and teachers. Besides, her family, with the exception of her grandfather, disliked her very much. Therefore, in this life, she vowed to avenge not only herself but also the soul who once inhabited this body.With her rebirth, she possesses a purple bracelet that grants her superpowers. She has access to a purple secret space, which contains mysterious towers, rare elixirs, and other enigmatic treasures. As she gradually unravels the secrets behind these superpowers, the purple bracelet suddenly shatters, sparking a new set of events.Caught in a maelstrom of time and space, she embarks on an extraordinary journey filled with unforeseen adventures. Is this rebirth a mere coincidence, or is it all part of a grander, predetermined plan?

[Moody Boy x Martial Arts Girl] [HE] [Male Lead is Crazy,]

Quan Zhisui didn’t understand why Wei Shixu was always getting beaten up by people from other schools, and why she constantly had to rush in to save him from danger. Later she found out that those people were just hired thugs.

They were paid by Wei Shixu.

“We’re through!” She firmly drew the line.

Wei Shixu smiled cheekily, “Fine, then don’t come to me for tutoring anymore. Fail the exam and repeat the grade, then let your scumbag dad and stepmom control you.”

Quan Zhisui had to compromise, “Let’s cooperate until the college entrance exam is over, but don’t go looking for trouble when there’s none.”

Wei Shixu: “I won’t go looking for trouble if you date me.”

Quan Zhisui: “I don’t date in high school.”

…

After the college entrance exam ended, Quan Zhisui went far away to university. She blocked all forms of contact with everyone, thinking that would make him give up his obsession, since it was decisive enough.

But she heard that at the awards ceremony, Wei Shixu tore up his university admission letter.

A year later, a certain repeater pursued her to her university.

Reborn as the ill-fated Third Kazekage from the original series, I am determined to rebuild Sunagakure into the strongest Hidden Sand Village through tireless effort and visionary leadership. My goal is to survive and thrive in the recurring Shinobi World Wars.I will show these ninja, who are obsessed with slaughter and conspiracy, what true 21st-century wisdom and modern governance look like.The world of ninja is not a story written solely by Konoha.

They call him Ghost.A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:“That was your last mission.”Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.But war forged more than his body and name.Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.He’s not just a weapon.He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.A man of many names, and many shadows.Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.