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 You've Got The Wrong House, Villain Chapter 6
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 It didn’t take long for me to sprinkle sauce on the neatly stacked chopped ingredients in the sandwich, then cover it with bread. After that, I collected the carelessly entangled threads in front of me.
 Within a minute, dinner was ready.
 With that finished, I picked up my tray and moved to the room in my house with the best view of the sunset. There was a river than ran behind the house, making it a bright and open view. It was also the reason why the rent on Grey Ferret street was so expensive.
 Clatter.
 I placed the tray on the window frame, sat on the very cozy armchair in front of the window, and gazed outside. A rich golden-hued wave waned brightly before my eyes.
 ‘How peaceful.’
 My heart which had grown a little restless due to meeting the heroine, became calm again. Like that, I enjoyed a leisurely dinner while watching the sunset, then when I was finished, I stood up.
 Tak!
 My feet hit something, and I looked down. A smooth, wooden carved arm fell into my sight.
 
 
 There were several crumpled mannequin dolls scattered all over the room I was in. Because I had purposely made them to look like real people, there were times when even I was surprised when I came into this room in the dark.
 I worked as a coffee shop clerk during the day and at night, I used my ability to work in the underworld. My ability as Arachne was pretty useful so I occasionally received requests and was paid for solving them.
 These dolls were also things I’d prepared as part of that. The rumor about a ghost living in the house next door came about because I was a bit careless in using Arachne’s power when I first moved to this Ferret street. I was using threads to move things in the house and manipulating the dolls to act like real people in the empty house next door and that sight was caught by a neighbor. Thanks to that, silly rumors arose about ghosts living in this neighborhood.
 However, since someone had now moved into the house next door, the rumors will likely quiet down.
 I kicked the doll’s arm on the floor again, shoving it in a corner.
 Right. There was no reason for me to particularly involved with the characters in the novel. I can just keep going about my day like I had been doing so far.
 That was what I thought to myself quite serenely, at the time.
 I didn’t even know that my sweet peace would be completely shattered within less than half a year, of becoming neighbors with the heroine.
 Part 3: And that’s how the Villain and I…
 “Haa…”
 It was a night covered in a thick blanket of darkness.
 A man staggered along a dark and obscure alley that didn’t even get a ray of moonlight. His breaths were labored as his frame melted into his dim shadow.
 “So…noisy. Shut up already.”
 Even though there wasn’t anyone around him, the man muttered to himself from time to time, like he was hearing things.(1)
 Shuffle…
 The man’s body was covered in blood, but his clothes were black, and his surroundings were very dark, making it unnoticeable. But surprisingly enough, every drop of the man’s blood that fell to the floor, quickly disappeared without a trace.
 Right then, the clouds cleared away, revealing the round full moon behind them. A pair of eyes hidden under a mop of disheveled hair, openly frostily upon being bathed with light from the moon.
 His pale face was drenched with cold sweat, but his deep blue eyes shone piercingly like that of a savage beast. His sharp jaw looked slightly stiffer than before like he had grit his teeth.
 “I won’t die…so just shut up…”
 The man spat out a whisper that seemed to be forced out from tightly clenched teeth. However, it wasn’t long before his body eventually plunged to the floor.
 – Lakis…!
 Hearing the urgent voice echoing in his head, the man let out a shallow breath. Even though he wanted to reproach it for being noisy, his throat was tightly clogged like there was a stone lodged in it, and his eyelids kept falling shut. His body felt so heavy, like it was being crushed by gravity.
 
 
 The urgent voice echoing in his head gradually faded away.
 He was just…a little tired.
 Yeah.
 He was just going to take a little break, then he would get up. He would never allow himself to die so fruitlessly like this.
 However, the darkness rushing into him was as sweet as scented poison, and he eventually had no choice but to fall to his knees and succumb to it. He felt his consciousness move farther and farther away and then finally, he closed his eyes.
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 There was a coffeehouse at the intersection on Blue Ferret St. It wasn’t on a busy main street nor was the shop itself particularly good. In addition, the most important thing there, the coffee, didn’t taste especially great, however, the store always had a constant stream of customers from its opening hour.
 The coffeehouse’s business was not always like this. It first began to emerge as a popular touring spot about two years ago. The reason for that was a certain person who was secretly called Ferret’s celebrity.
 “Ms. Yuri, two more coffees, please.”
 “Yes, please wait a moment.”
 Immediately after the calm, monotonous rang out, a head of dark hair loosely tied into a bundle, shook softly. The clerk, who had received the customer’s order began to move her arms. The late evening glow cast a distant luster on her red eyes as they gleamed with indifference beneath her long, black eyelashes. A pair of beautiful hands, with skin like porcelain, was revealed under her sleeve as her slender wrists moved gracefully, causing people’s eyes to automatically follow them.
 Even though she was dressed in a simple outfit with no decorations or ornaments, she gave off a strange feeling of extravagance.
 It was that beautiful appearance of hers that made people have no choice but to stop and look, but she also had some inexplicable mysterious charm about her.
 The woman whose calm expression revealed nothing about what she was feeling, was a clerk who began working here two years ago. Her name was Yuri, and other things about her, such as her age and background, was unknown. Because of that, people simply guessed that she was in her early twenties, based on her appearance. However, they were also people who speculated that she might be much older than that because of the mature but indifferent aura around her when she interacted with people.
 “Your coffee is ready.”
 In any case, the coffeehouse clerk, Yuri, was a celebrity on Ferret Street. It would be safe to say that most people came to the coffeeshop to see her.
 The reason why the coffee house was now teeming with people despite its sparse business only two years ago, was thanks to word of mouth which had spread far and wide.
 Furthermore, the coffee taste which was only manageable before had changed into something decent since Yuri came. However, strangely enough, the taste of Yuri’s coffee had its ups and downs. Sometimes, it tasted unbelievably good and at other times, it tasted awful, like grinded medicine. Still, because there were people who said they would drink anything she gave them, even if it was a muddy water
 , the café owner had no choice but to let it be.
 “Oh? Ms. Yuri, you’re working this late today? Where’s Mr. Gilbert?”
 A regular customer asked just as he entered the store, and saw that Yuri was still at the coffeehouse even though it was past the time she usually got off work.
 “He wasn’t feeling well, so he went back early today.”
 
 
 Gilbert was the owner of the coffeehouse. He was a middle-aged man who ran the store on his own and gave off a very warm impression.
 When Yuri first began to work here, there were customers who occasionally made poor jokes about pairing him up with her because he was still single long after his wife died. But every time that happened, Gilbert got very angry, because to him, Yuri was like his only daughter, so he found such talk disgusting. Gilbert’s impression was usually extremely gentle, but the man was built like a bear so when he got heated, he seemed very sinister. Only
 
 Thanks to that, when he became angry, the few people making poor jokes quickly shut their mouths. Of course, because of their pride, or because they didn’t want to show that they were overwhelmed by Gilbert’s attitude, they would clear their throats, acting like they were just gentlemen making a joke.
 As a result, Yuri didn’t even get a chance to get angry because of this issue. But even if that wasn’t the case, Yuri had never once raised her voice while working at the coffeehouse. Because of that, at first, there were some who thought she had a docile personality and deliberately provoked her more.
 Every time Yuri was faced with a garbage-like customer, she looked at them with a particularly icy gaze and peered at them longer than usual. When that happened, the ones facing her red eyes felt an unknown chill crawl over their skin and were forced to shut up.
 Even if they couldn’t understand it, their stomachs clenched and a chill ran down their spine, as if they had become a prey fearlessly raising their head before the jaws of a predator.
 And like that, before you knew it, the working environment at the coffeehouse became naturally pleasant.
 Anyways, after wrapping up another busy day at work, Yuri left the store.
 Translator’s Corner:
 1. The word used here stands for “auditory hallucinations” but I wasn’t sure how to weave that phrase in there so we’re stuck with “hearing things”
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 As if it wasn’t enough for me to be reincarnated as a child in the slums, I was taken to a city of crime and became a test subject. But then, when I saw the man that came to destroy the research institute, I realized that this was the world of an angst-filled reverse harem novel.
 While living a relatively normal life after escaping from the institute, the heroine of the novel moved in next door. From the looks of it, I might be the heroine’s neighbor extra. Originally, the heroine was to save the unconscious and fatally wounded villain and in return, be subject to a fanatical obsession.
 But, why. Why is the sub-villain collapsed in front of my house?
 The sub-villain, Lakis Avalon, was the king of the underworld and the very same frightening man that I had met at the institute before.
 “…”
 I took a moment’s glance around then I kicked the man’s body away.
 You’ve got the wrong house, Villain.
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 An acid rain started the journey of the apocalypse. 
 Lan Shiruo is dedicated to repaying her adoptive parents for their rebirth, but she does not want her family to be human-faced and animal-hearted, and sacrifice her parents and children for wealth. 
 On the day of the last days, she will be reborn in blood, and she will take her son and her husband to fight the world. 
 The girls came one after another, “Sister, give me a thigh hug.” 
 The guys followed closely, “Sister-in-law, please support me.” 
 A certain steamed bun tilted his head and drooled, “Auntie blamed Shufan for grabbing numbness, Baba, come on.” 
 A certain dog stared at death, “Master, come into the arms of the mastiff.” 
 A certain dog man with an indifferent face, “Go away, that’s my wife.” Turning his head and putting on a grieving face, he confronted his little daughter-in-law and said, “My wife, please pity me.” 
 Lan Shiruo…
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 Han Yun was spoiled from childhood.
 He survived past his emperor dad and crown prince elder brother, and became an emperor.
 He didn’t know how to govern the country, but he was lucky—there was a Grand Preceptor who “assisted” him, spoiling him even more than his father did.
 After just a few years, this puppet emperor died. When he awakened, he had transmigrated into the modern world, becoming a third-rate model struggling alone without any loving parents.
 Just when he thought he had become a little cabbage that nobody wanted and no one would ever spoil him again, a certain ancient monster of a Grand Preceptor who had lived 1,000 years appeared again… and looked to be doing quite well for himself.
 The utterly impoverished little emperor had tears in his eyes: “Beloved subject! Zhen (royal We) have missed you so much!”
 Grand Preceptor: “Your Majesty, this minister has waited for you for a thousand years.”
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 As a renowned fierce god in the infinite flow world, Ye Jia deliberately hid his strength after clearing it and found an idle job in the Logistics Department of the Paranormal Investigation and Management Bureau.
 He originally thought that he would be able to return to his salted fish life and live comfortably.
 But what Ye Jia didn’t expect was……
 One day, he opened the fridge and was met with an evil spirit’s vicious head, “Boss, boss. Did you miss me…..”
 Ye Jia: “………”
 He slammed the door shut and fell into deep thought.
 Wasn’t there something wrong with this world?
 The TV behind him was broadcasting news:
 Recently there has been a surge in paranormal events and the number of missing persons has sharply increased. It is currently under investigation…..
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 With the infinite flow escape game unexpectedly collapsing, countless demons and ghosts trapped in it were released, bringing disaster to the world.
 Only Ye Jia who cleared the game knew the truth.
 All of these……..were old acquaintances………
 Ye Jia: My life is too difficult.
 #I clearly just want to be an ordinary corporate s*ave#
 Finally, one day, he saw an unexpected monster.
 After two seconds of silence, Ye Jia greeted dryly: “…….You came out too. What a coincidence.”
 The man before him smiled and slowly approached him, “My boyfriend ran away from home. Of course, I should come out to catch him and bring him back.”
 Ye Jia: “……..”
 Who would have thought that, along with the global sensation of ghost doors opening in the mortal world, there was also…..
 His peach blossom debt.
 It can’t be, sir. This is also okay?
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 In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.
 The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.
 The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.
 The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.
 The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…
 The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”
 This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.
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 A genius idiot born from an incestual marriage!
 A young man with triple identities of worker, murderer, and university student!
 Cadillacs and Dinosaurs, Sangokushi, KOF, Knights of the Round, Shadow Force, Street Fighter…
 Each one of the arcade games you are familiar with has already been changed into a prerequisite for survival!
 Slaughtering Shiranui Mai with Ya Otome, Jigoku Gokuraku Otoshi to kill Li Dian. There is only what hasn’t been thought of, there isn’t anything that can’t be thought of!
 On an unknown day, when you walk down the stairs, you may accidentally walk into this —— arcade nightmare!
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 The Overlord, Kang Chul-In. The man who was so strong that he had to be defeated. Having lost, he must now go back in time to take up the challenge of becoming The Emperor in the Continent of Pangaea. Will Kang Chul-In be able to overcome the 9 other Overlords in order to grasp the Continent of Pangaea within his hands?
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 My name is Joo In-gong. The name that my parents gave me meant ‘protagonist’ of the world. Really?
 As anyone can predict, I was constantly teased due to my name. In kindergarten, elementary school, middle school and high school. If I went to university as planned then I would probably be laughed at there as well.
 So, at one point, I really hated my name.
 But not anymore. Now, I think slightly differently. Maybe being named Joo In-gong was a type of foreshadowing?
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 Ling Yan was accidentally reborn in the zombie world and became Uncle Jiu's younger brother. 
 And awaken the twelve talismans system! Unlimited versions of twelve talisman abilities can be mobilized. 
 Unlimited version of twelve talismans, the power can be infinitely enhanced! 
 Ox Talisman: "Enhance your strength, the strongest can explode billions of times the physical strength! Can the zombie king move mountains? Ling Yan directly crushes the continent with one foot!" 
 Dog Talisman: "Immortal and will not be harmed by any form of damage! The universe will be destroyed without death!" 
 Horse Talisman: "Cure all things? Miss Ren, do you have dysmenorrhea? Let me come in and treat you." 
 Pig Talisman: "Thunder Talisman! After upgrading, you can control the thunder calamity of heaven and earth!" 
 Shi Jian: "No, how can your thunder method be more powerful than my lightning thunder fist?" 
 Sheep Talisman: "The soul can leave the body, wander around the world, and lead to the Yin and Yang worlds at will!" 
 Rat Talisman: "Resurrect the stone statue? Disciples welcome the Patriarch of Sanqing!!" 
 ………… 
 And the story had just begun, when Uncle Jiu looked at Maoshan Patriarch who was invited out by Ling Yan, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground. 
 "Disciple Lin Fengjiao, pay homage to Maoshan Patriarch!!"
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 Associate professor of life engineering, traveled to the different world of medieval Europe and used modern biochemical technology to discover that viruses, bacteria, and parasites that have long been extinct in human history are actually the source of alien abilities. 
 He rescued and integrated the crowd called “alien” by the world, and established an alien knight order that swept across thousands of troops, setting off a revolutionary frenzy in the Middle Ages. 
 “Master head, we found a man with Leishmania, who can release androstenone pheromones on his body. He asked for our asylum.” 
 “Okay! Send him to recruit!” 
 “Master head, there is a patient No. 0 carrying lymphatic mitochondrial Clural virus and wants to join the Knights. He said he can control the flames and frost.” 
 “Okay! Send him to alchemy!” 
 “Master head, we found this woman in the plague refugee camp. She said she can change her appearance and appearance.” 
 “Okay! Send it to my camp!” 
 Everyone:??br&gt;　　PS: Low Magic
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 If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death.
 Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erot*c paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?!
 Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting.
 Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erot*c painting?
 Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawn-out look: Shut your eyes and lie down.
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 Before she met the system, Bai Yu always thought that she was a girl who was incomparably innocent who can’t understand.
 After encountering the system, she dragged the sour and tired body day and night, greeting the system and the man for a thousand lives and 10,000 times.
 – The final conclusion is that the body is fragile, and it need to be cherished.
 This is a story of being crushed by one male after another.
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 A maid who is beaten on behalf of a noble boy.
 Some memories of her childhood were cruel, but Yuriel held no resentment towards the boy. Rather, she liked it–The hand that carefully applied medicine to her wounds was always warm.
 “M-Master, stop, Raph, sa, save…ah, mm…!” “That’s why.. I told you.. to wait.. till I returned.”
 But the Raphlet that appeared in her dreams showed nothing but passion and lust.
 Prophetic dreams. The ability that was like a stigma drove Yuriel towards an unknown future.
 All I want is to be next to you.
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