In this story, Leila Cassilia, a detective, despises Arcangelo Urseau. However, when Arcangelo is poisoned, Leila is the only one who can save him by having s*x with him. From this moment on, Leila's life becomes intertwined with Arcangelo's as she must continue to have contact with him until the antidote is developed. While Leila struggles to find a cure for Arcangelo, the chief investigator assigns her to monitor him since he is suspected of creating the poison.... more>>

As Leila spends more time with Arcangelo, she begins to see him in a different light and questions her initial hatred of him. However, Arcangelo makes it clear that he is using Leila for his own purposes, and Leila must decide whether to trust him or not. She must navigate her complicated feelings for Arcangelo while trying to solve the case of the poison and its creator. Will Leila be able to resolve the case and figure out Arcangelo's true intentions?

This story is a gripping tale of love, trust, and betrayal. It explores the complex relationship between two individuals who are forced together by circumstance but are ultimately driven apart by their differences. As Leila and Arcangelo work together to uncover the truth behind the poison, they discover that their fates are intertwined, and they must choose whether to fight against each other or work together to overcome their challenges. <<less

The runaway heroine is very skilled at escaping.... more>>

In the blink of an eye,I, Seraphina Viviana, was suddenly accused as the culprit.

Darn it, under these circumstances, I'll personally catch the heroine!

Attempting to chase her using spatial magic, however,

Unfortunately, the magic in this world is math-based, and not just any math-

y(t)=a0+∞∑n=1 (an cos nωt+bn sin nωt)
a0=1/T ∫T0 y(t)dt
an=2/T ∫T0 y(t)cos nωtdt
bn=2T ∫T0 y(t)sin nωtdt

It was based on 'real math'!

Amidst the chaos, the male lead who came to find the runaway heroine.

For now, in pursuit of the common goal of finding the heroine, I decided to join forces with them...

"Sera, try running away for once."

Huh? It seems like I'm also in a situation where I'm being chased.

Is there still a spot left for a runaway heroine? I feel like I should do that too. <<less

Calliope Verdi’s life was perfect.... more>>

At least, that was the case until her grandfather set a ridiculous condition that she had to fulfill in order to inherit the family title.

‘If I don’t get married within a year, I will lose my position?!’

[Requirements for a husband: outstanding abilities, skilled in both arts and combat, sturdy physique, handsome enough to be considered a national treasure]

Why were the conditions so detailed?

But to make matters worse, the person who was arranged to be in this marriage that seemingly fulfilled the requirements-

“It’s good to see you again.”

The madman of the royal family. The handsome troublemaker, the 7th prince.

On the day of the graduation ceremony, he had stepped on her.

All while smiling, his golden eyes squinting slightly.

Damn it.

Since it turned out like this,

Let’s become the couple of the century.

#I_Don’t_Want_A_Husband_But_I_Want_To_Become_A_Count

#Strategic_Lovers_Contract

#When_I_Meet_Him_I’m_Like_ARGHHH

#In_Front_Of_Others_Perfect_Acting_Skill

#Desired_Playboy_Male_Lead_Vs_Intelligent_And_Diligent_Female_Lead

#I_Hate_Like_You_But_Your_Enemy_Is_My_Enemy <<less

“I am Lady Glasster, treat me accordingly!”... more>>

Aiden Fitzroy, the illegitimate child of the former emperor bearing the scars of war, and Anje Glasster, forced into an unwanted marriage,

“Now, aren’t you Mrs Fitzroy? Moreover, I’m not spending time with you because I like it.”

A farm surrounded by nature, a quaint rural village, and everything that doesn’t suit her taste. Among them, the worst is Aiden, who treats her like a pest.

“Just wait, I’ll deceive you and escape from this farm!”

But at some point, both his attitude and her feelings begin to change.

****

“So what you’re saying is that you didn’t think I was pretty before, but you do now?”

“Ah……No, even before.”

With an embarrassed voice, Aiden mumbled like he had a thorn in his throat, but eventually, he managed to finish his sentence; though he had to squeeze his words out.

“Even before, I thought you were beautiful.”

“………Sir, your ears are red.”

Everyone thought this marriage marked the downfall of Princess Glasster, but was that really true? Was she really falling? <<less

“You won’t regret it?”... more>>

“Captain, do not regret it.”

The first SS-class knight, Christa Palmaril.

A slayer with monstrous healing powers that cannot be killed by any torture.

She eventually died by cutting off her throat with a holy sword. No, she should have died.

When she finally thought she’d got a complete death

Christa went back in time five years ago.

‘I’ll have to go through that terrible pain again. Going rampant, killing people, and becoming a monster… … .’

A perfect death before she starts to lose her mind.

That was truly what Christa wanted.

“Captain. Do you have time tonight?”

Christa tries to get her hands on the only holy sword that can kill her

Approaching its owner, the master of the sword, Ragnar Argonod.

After spending one night with him, she steals his sword to meet her death.

She is stopped by Ragnar who follows her… … .

“Is it that bad? To the extent that you want to die right after you do it with me?”

“…Eh?”

“Why the hell? Damn, this is the first time I’ve seen a woman like this in my life.” <<less

I announce to all the gods of the divine realm and all intelligent beings of the human realm.... more>>

I, Lottie Paeon, hereby resign from this life!!

I don’t want to work!

* * *

I was born as the genius among geniuses in herbal medicine.

They say when God makes nectar, He makes it divine.

I thought there would be at least one person among my descendants who was similar to me, and I went through countless reincarnations.

“Why can’t anyone do this…?”

Because of my exceptional talent, no one could surpass me.

After countless lifetimes.

I declared a strike.

I can’t do it! No, I won’t work!!!

That’s how it was.

“I’m counting on you.”

“N-Ne… New!!”

“I was the one who was inexperienced.”

Won’t the bleak family relationship get better?

“Thanks! Th-Thanks.”

Thanks to various intelligent beings and spirits.

And then.

“The unenlightened disciple sees the master after a long time.”

My first disciple and even the last one showed up.

Why hasn’t that guy died yet? <<less