My Dad, the Demon King, Is a Big Problem - Chapter 20

When he woke up, Yun Ting turned out to be Konoha’s new fourth Hokage.

What about the water gate?

Oh, he was looking at himself with envy and regret under the stage.

Looking at the time again, it is now at the end of the three wars, and there is only one year left before the Nine-Tails Rebellion.

Yun Ting suddenly panicked.

There is a great crisis of life and death outside, and an old man headed by three generations is taking power. This situation is very bad!

Do you want to become a short-lived Hokage like Minato?

Fortunately, Goldfinger arrived in time.

As long as Yun Ting’s Hokage reputation continues to increase, Wood Dun, Immortal Mode, Flying Thunder God, etc. can be exchanged.

So…a year later.

“Kiuwei, you finally appeared! Eat my immortal method, wood escape, thousands of hands, turn into a Buddha on the top!”

- Description from novelbuddy

I found a girl of unknown origin outside; she claims to be a time traveler from a post-apocalyptic era.Great calamity is imminent, with abominations spreading across the land, human civilization annihilated, and even the world itself shattering, all beyond redemption.As for myself,I am considering how to confine this beautiful girl, who has temporarily lost her powers, within my home.

The world is about to be destroyed to make way for an interstellar transmission array formation. A young man journeys through the stars to save his home. A bloody fantasy adventure.

- Description from novelupdates

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.