Youkoso Jitsuryoku Shijou Shugi no Kyoushitsu e - Volume 1, Chapter 8: Intro - The group of failures, attempt 2

struggle for dominance, where power rules above all.But you are no chosen hero. As the third son of a Viscount, you hold no influence—just another noble without purpose. Your knowledge of technology and strategy? Worthless here.Then, everything changes.The cards from your favorite strategy game—the very ones you built and mastered—are now real. No longer digital symbols, but an army you can summon at will. In this ruthless world, where the weak are crushed and the strong dictate fate, this power is your key to survival.You refuse to be a victim. Armed with an army beyond imagination, you will carve your own destiny. Not just to survive—but to conquer.“Soldiers, attack!”..........Note: If you have any questions or comments, feel free to share them!

As the son of the second generation Hokage Senju Tobirama, and Uchiha Izuna, Haru suddenly had countless complaints in his heart.

However, it seemed like there wasn’t much of a problem

Because Ninja World’s strongest connections had been born!

The first generation Hokage, who has the title of God Ninja World, is my uncle!

The super boss behind the scenes, Uchiha Madara, is my uncle!

Princess Tsunade, you have to call me uncle.

Alas, this damn seniority!

As for me, Senju-Uchiha Haru, I could have been a dandy in Konoha, but in the end, I was forced to unify Ninja World. What should I do?

Fortunately, there were golden fingers…

WARNING: Mature Content; BDSM

“You are not afraid someone else might see you holding that?” he chuckled, amused that she even tried to lie. He can see through her excuses.

She dropped the book on a nearby table and started walking towards the door. “Fine, I won’t take it then,” she was all red as she conceded.

“I’m not saying you can’t learn,” he followed her. “You just need the right companion for it,” he said seriously.

She blushed, not able to tell if he is just teasing her or if he is serious about it. She made the mistake of looking back.

She was shocked at how close they are, she took a step back and find herself trapped behind the door and this giant of a knight.

“Then, I should ask around for someone to teach me in that department,” she said, trying to keep a straight face.

His eyes darkened, his bright gold eyes turning into dangerous murky gold. He placed his palm against the door, completely trapping her as he grinned.

“Do you wish to try that then, with someone, my queen?” if only she wasn’t clueless, she should have seen he wasn’t kidding.

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“Of course, I told you I am naturally curious. As a matter of fact, I’ll try that with someone as soon as we returned,” she continued with her lies and was interrupted only when he lunged forward and claimed her lips.

His hands were on her cheeks as he kissed her most passionately. Opening her lips to his tongue as he slides his tongue inside her mouth, tasting her and making her moan.

She felt scandalized by the sound she made so she tried to push him away. But he didn’t let her go, he grind his hips against hers rubbing his clothed cock with her still clothed but wet entrance.

Her skirt was lifted high as he made a thrusting motion, his hips gyrating with hers as their lower bodies rubbed together. The friction of the clothes they were still wearing brought her back as she said, “Don’t.”

He stopped when he heard her, then fixed her skirt and her hair, sniffing on her neck as he whispered, “If you really want to learn, I’ll be your partner, my queen. You need to learn from the best.”

She blushed and hurriedly opened the door running out of the castle and into the carriage. A smile formed on his lips as he looked at her panicked form climbing aboard her seat.

Lucy Gray was a tech genius—until a stranger smiled, pulled the trigger, and ended his life.But death wasn’t the end. It was a recruitment.Dragged before a pantheon of ancient gods, Lucy learns his soul has been drafted into the Holy War—an eternal bloodbath in which Gods fight across shattered realms. Out of thousands, he was soul #4,000, chosen by Seraphine, the Goddess of Rebirth and Suffering.Now reborn in a dying world of Ogres, Giants, Beastkin, Dragonkin, and Elves, Lucy is a human among legends—a species exiled and nearly forgotten, for reasons that make him hated.Armed with nothing but defiance, sarcasm, and a bizarre ability to steal and master the powers of others, Lucy has one job: survive the impossible.The gods wanted a pawn.They got the wrong dead man.