The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down - Chapter 261: Full Month Celebration

After an accident leaves him hospitalized, Mr. Yu awakens to an environment where pleasure and power flow unchecked. The hospital transforms into a stage for relentless sexual encounters nurses, patients, and even visitors engage in acts that dissolve the lines between caregiver and lover. Mr. Yu, both participant and object of others' desires, quickly becomes central to an unfolding erotic drama. The cast includes assertive nurses like Qianqian and Yunxin, whose care crosses into sexual service, a fellow patient eager to join in, and a revolving door of visitors whose own needs intertwine with Yu's recovery.The narrative expands to Mr. Yu’s life as a high school teacher. His homeroom class, especially the charming and voluptuous Lin Keke, develops cult-like devotion. Here, “consent” is reimagined through the lens of local customs and laws, and students openly form sexual, emotional, and ritualistic bonds with teachers and classmates. Lin Keke’s quest to become Mr. Yu’s sex slave supported by her similarly uninhibited family provides both tenderness and transgression, with familial relations redefined around sexual and submissive acts.Throughout, the protagonist grapples with societal expectations, guilt, and temptation, all while cultivating close ties sexual, emotional, and psychological to those around him. The world is painted as an alternate reality where sexual agency, devotion, and hierarchy coexist, but ordinary norms are replaced by personal rituals and acts of submission, love, and erotic exchange. Explicitly exploring taboo themes through detailed character actions and thoughts, the novel unfolds as an uncensored fantasy of intimacy, dominance, and vulnerability.NTR, Netorare, Adultery, Group Sex, BDSM, Humiliation, Sex Slave, Sex Toys, Incest, MTR, Married, Cheating Mother, Seduction, Objectification, Infidelity, Domination, Sexual corruption, Free Use

Reborn in America as a high school basketball player, Zhang Hao finally escapes his deadly illness—only to learn from the system that his life will end in one year.Not knowing his future, he decides to play basketball first.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. “Where are we?” “What happened?” “I thought I died!” Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room.As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. “I remember... I was stabbed...” ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. “I... I died in a plane crash,” muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor.Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last.“I got shot... I remember it vividly,” he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. “So how am I still here?” The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories.With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. “This... this seems familiar,” he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings.As the words “pairs, pairs, pairs” echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. “It can't be... don't tell me...” he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions.Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation.The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting.“I never expected anyone to notice me,” the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. “I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?”Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. “Eh... Ethan Rivers,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia.“Greetings, lost souls,” Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. “I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life.”As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, “This it bad, really bad.”

After accidentally transmigrated into the world of Hunter x Hunter, Akira discovered that he was an extremely rare natural Nen user!With the Nen ability Pokémon Master, he could automatically spawn Pokémon simply by traveling or participating in events.As he journeyed to various places, his Pokémon team grew larger and more formidable!The beautiful and powerful “Psychic Queen” Gardevoir.The “Purple Glutton” that devours all evil Gengar.And countless pseudo-legendary Pokémon!Before he knew it, Akira had become the strongest in many fields across the world!Now standing before you is the world strongest Nen exorcist, the strongest Floor Master of Heaven Arena, a Triple-Star Hunter in the fields of ruins, gourmet, and bounty hunting, and one of the world' top five Nen users—Akira!TL Note -This is a Translation