MTL - My Dear, She is Always Unmotivated - Chapter 59 Concubine Kande

There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood. Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death. — After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos.When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?

Takashi Nakamura is an ordinary student, constantly targeted by bullying from his classmates, living a life marked by loneliness and disdain. When he and his peers are mysteriously summoned to a new world, their hopes for change quickly fade. Deceived by everyone, he is accused of crimes he didn’t commit and executed by his classmates who planned everything from the start.Reborn as Pandora Aegis Oblivion, the new Demon King, Takashi no longer cares about the consequences of his actions. With immense powers at his disposal, he embarks on a journey of chaos and destruction, determined to plunge not just the kingdom, but the entire world into absolute chaos.In a universe filled with shadows and magic, Pandora transforms into an unstoppable force, a symbol of despair and power. As she progresses, she confronts relentless enemies and the reality of her new role. In her quest for total destruction, she will discover that every act of revenge comes at a cost, and that even amidst chaos, echoes of the past can resurface, challenging her resolve.

“I can’t believe my eyes. The ice lord actually kissed a man. God, help me!”

On the way to a company workshop, we fell into a world of immortal cultivators while still in the car.

Those with spiritual roots and unique abilities were all called to join cultivation sects, living prosperously.

But I, having neither spiritual roots nor special abilities, lived as an ordinary mortal for 50 years, complying with fate until my death.

That’s what I thought.

Until I regressed.