The Transmigration Routine of Always Being Captured by ML - Chapter 128.2

“Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff.”

Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries.

Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic.

There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way.

She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity.

How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both?

What?!A perfect free-use novel doesn't exist?!.........So what? Just read this one.~~Hehe~~You're gonna love this, seriously.This is what cooking of three months is like.No degenerate out there can ever come close to my degeneration which helped me create this fantasy book.Milf?I have it.Young?I have it.Boob sizes?Is that even a question to ask.Ass size?Hmmm~~~ My favorite.Whatever you wish for, I got it.So come and follow the degenerate life of JakeMalcolm, the lucky son of a gun who was finally transmigrated to the world of his desire, using everything in his sight, his family the beginning and the end would be...Well, no idea who the end would be.So stay tuned to find out.~~First and foremost, this is a work of fiction. Any mention of a real person or religion is purely coincidental and all the work of my sick imagination.Read it, then decide if you want to stick to it. This is more likely a work of a whim so there might be holes that I might have to fill.Haha. Holes to fill.Anyway, this is more like an idea that progresses as the story does so if you have any fantasies that you'd like to implement, I'm open to them.Just don't overdo so the story doesn't spin too out of control.~~The cover's not mine and if the owner wants me to take it down, I'll do so without trouble.Bonus chapters of any sort would be decided upon once the novel goes premium, but before that, there is no schedule update. Just know that there'll be an update every day. Just not of how many chapters.Last but not least, read with an open mind and make sure you don't have any opinion to give until you're well into the story, whether good or bad.That's it. Enjoy~~

Kyōsuke got reincarnated into the world of Naruto in the Warring States period and became an ordinary member of the Uchiha clan.At this time, Uchiha Madara was still just a teenager, the God of Shinobi was still pondering how to make World Peace, Black Zetsu was plotting how to split the moon to save his mother, and the enigmatic Jigen was quietly chanting sutras in a secluded temple.The young Kyōsuke stepped onto the battlefield, but fortunately, he awakened a Point Redemption System, allowing him to trade points earned by killing enemies for various abilities.[Tenseigan, SSS-level item, requires 200,000 points to exchange.][Divine Tree Seed, SSS-level item, requires 200,000 points to exchange.][Truth-Seeking Orbs, SSS-level ability, requires 200,000 points to exchange.][Yamotsu Hirasaka, SS-level ability, requires 100,000 points to exchange.]Uchiha Madara: “Kyōsuke, you and I as brothers can surely annihilate the Senju Clan together!”Senju Hashirama: “My friend, let’s realize the dream of building Konoha Village together!”Black Zutsu: “Help me save my mother!”Uzumaki Mito: “You promised to marry me—are you trying to go back on your word?”Otsutsuki Kaguya: “This is bad! The clan’s law enforcement team is here. Kyōsuke, defend against them with me!”Otsutsuki Isshiki: “Impossible! How do you know my unique eye technique?!”Uchiha Kyōsuke: “Impossible? Please, I can even hit the moon!”

Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’