MTL - Fake Dating the Amnesiac School Prince - Chapter 38

“Mr. Joseph, what are you thinking?”

“I am thinking about you.”

“You … you are full of sweet nonsense!”

Enjoy a sweet love story of fun, with a scheming, domineering yet cute male lead, and a cunning, greedy and untamed female lead

Kurokami Haruto, a 16-year-old high school student, lives an ordinary life with his older sister Kurokami Satsuki—a beautiful, gentle nurse who’s… a little too devoted to her little brother.Haruto always dismissed rumors about “Awakened Ones”—people who suddenly gained supernatural powers—as nothing more than internet nonsense. Until one day, after fighting with scoundrels to defend a strange girl, he woke up to a system interface flashing before his eyes:> 《 SYSTEM: “Chosen of the Abyss” Activated 》> • Main Skill: [Moonlight Blade Manifestation] - Summon up to three spectral swords.> • Main skill: [Abyssal Devour] – Absorbs energy from the moon, converting it into personal strengths.> • Hidden Skill (Rare): [Yandere EXP Farm] – Whenever a yandere develops feelings for him, all main skills gain double experience.> • System Service: “Scanning for yanderes within 10 miles… Detected: 1 target:Kurokami Satsuki.”Haruto: “…What is this?! My onee-chan?!”

Master martial artists were beings that no one can obstruct. A martial arts expert has been reborn into the body of a genius whose cultivation has been abolished and has been abandoned by a woman. Therefore, he starts cultivating the art of Xing Yi Quan, producing a solar system within his dantian. His innate talent tramples over all the geniuses, and even the geniuses among geniuses.

His powerful spirit and ruthless and ambitious nature, no matter who he is reborn into, will never change! Slaughter is instinctive, being cold-blooded is his personality, exterminating an entire family is only a means towards a goal, cruelty means infamy, and chasing after women… is just an interest.

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.