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... serious girl."

Yunrong did not understand, the original woman can be divided into serious and unfair, she frowned and asked: "What is a serious girl?"

I didn’t expect Yun Yun to even know this. I was surprised: “When the seniors went to work, how did the boss tell you?”

“It’s very simple to say that the job is to chat with the guests and sing.”

"Predecessors, you were deceived!" 苟大花 immediately infuriated and filled with anger: "Where do you want to wear such a place ...

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MTL - Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

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“The simplification of the extreme mountain breathing method… the simplification is successful… the extreme mountain breathing method → breathing!”

Chen Fei took a deep breath.

“Extreme mountain breathing method +1 experience.”

“…”

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Chapter 41: Treat for the Protagonist!

Date a Witch: Reborn as the Witch of Lust! (GL)

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[Additional tag: GL, Yuri, Only Wholesome romance, Harem, Slow romance, Academy, Fluff, Lighthearted, Overpowered Protagonist and Love Interest][Update Daily]Seven Witches. Seven Sins. Mel always found the apocalyptic Gacha World of the 'Witchhunter's Howl' quirky and confusing. The Tragic Witches. The over-powered Saintess. The Bad Ending. And the twelve thousand Dollar she spent on pulling PNG waifus. Really, another salary emptied? Aw, she still hasn’t bought the new, limited merch yet!But now, transmigrated back to the world 15 years before the apocalypse, Mel had a new mission: as the Witch of Lust, she had to seduce the six other witches, plus the Saintess, to prevent the end of everything.Now if only the Kingdom would stop mistaking her for a terrorist, her childhood friend-turned-lover Envy would chill on the yandere vibes, and the Saintess wouldn’t tease her every chance she got...“Ah... I want Miss Pride to be my chair at my tea party...” Mel sighed, just another normal thought on another not-so-normal day.