"Gu Luo, you're such a siscon, aren't you? This vibe is way too obvious..." The class sports committee member mentally complained, though on the surface he maintained the composed smile befitting an upperclassman.
He couldn't even imagine what would happen if someone ever managed to win Gu Ximan's heart—would Gu Luo completely lose it?
Seeing the expression on Gu Luo's face and hearing his response, Gu Ximan couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips.
As a brocon, was there anything more delightful than having a brother who was a siscon?
"Bro, don't worry. I'll stay with you for the rest of my life."
As she spoke, Gu Ximan affectionately wrapped her arms around Gu Luo's and rested her head against his shoulder.
'What?! The cutest little sister is a brocon?! Gu Luo, you absolute bastard! You absolute bastard! You absolute bastard!' The sports committee member's mind flashed to an anime as he watched the scene unfold—one featuring a white-haired little sister.
The resemblance was uncanny.
But again, Gu Luo, you absolute bastard!!!
The sports committee member couldn't even fathom how blissful it must be to have a hardcore brocon for a sister.
Especially one like Gu Ximan, who was easily one of the most stunning beauties even in Guangya High.
Her rare, silky cold tea-brown hair, paired with her flawless face and a figure that defied her age, left everyone in awe.
Damn it...
Gu Luo, you absolute bastard!!!
No matter how many times the sports committee member cursed Gu Luo in his heart, he kept up the dignified demeanor expected of an upperclassman.
Maybe he could take a page out of Liu Jianjun's book and snag one of Gu Luo's sisters for himself?
If Gu Ximan was out of the question, then Lu Xuexue—that top-tier twin-tailed, white-thigh-high-wearing loli—would do just fine.
He wasn't picky.
Surely Lu Xuexue couldn't be a brocon too, right?
Hah, as if there'd be that many brocons clustered together.
"Alright, enough joking around. Let's head over now," Gu Luo sighed, standing up slowly.
In the process, he also lifted Gu Ximan, who was clinging to him like a koala.
No matter what, he was still part of Class 8.
It was the big break now, and with so many students watching, losing would definitely be embarrassing.
Just then, Lu Xuexue clasped her small, snow-white hands together beneath her chin, making an expression so adorable it could melt any ordinary guy's knees. With a sweet, sugary voice, she cheered:
"Go, Brother Gu! Brother Gu is the best!"
Her voice was already naturally soft and cute, but with this deliberate pitch, it was downright lethal—like a nuclear-level cuteness bomb.
Even though Gu Luo spent every day surrounded by beautiful girls and had built up strong immunity, Lu Xuexue's attack hit him instantly.
His heart practically melted.
Without thinking, he reached out and ruffled Lu Xuexue's little head, chuckling. "Thanks for the cheer, Xuexue. Class 8 won't lose."
For some reason, he also felt the urge to tug at her adorable twin-tails.
It would probably feel amazing.
No—once they were officially a couple, he'd definitely have his little angel style her hair in twin-tails just so he could test them out.
After giving her a quick head pat, Gu Luo headed toward where Class 8 was gathering.
Gu Ximan never once let go of his arm. As for Lu Xuexue's display of cuteness, she didn't feel much jealousy.
First, because the two were best friends, and second, no matter how much Lu Xuexue acted cute, her stupid big brother would only ever pat her head at most.
Intimate gestures like linking arms were reserved for her—his one and only little sister.
Meanwhile, Lu Xuexue, still reeling from the head pat, stood frozen in place, her face and ears burning red like overripe tomatoes, as if they might drip blood any second.
Her head spun dizzily.
All she could think was—
Brother Gu... patted my head...
Brother Gu... patted my head...
Brother Gu...
The sports committee member felt like a bolt of lightning had just struck his heart.
Lu Xuexue was a brocon too?!
And she seemed even more obsessed than Gu Ximan!
The thought that such gorgeous, adorable girls were both brocons—and both fixated on Gu Luo—filled him with envy so intense it felt like his cells were splitting apart.
Because here he was, a diehard siscon, without even a single sister to call his own!
Was there any greater tragedy in the world?!
Ugh, Gu Luo, you absolute bastard!
You absolute bastard!
Shen Yue, witnessing Lu Xuexue's reaction, instantly confirmed her feelings for Gu Luo.
Given the current situation, her own chances were slim.
But if she could drag things out until the late game, she was sure to become the final boss.
She just hoped there was still enough time...
No—whether there was or not, she had to fight for it.
The more time she spent with Gu Luo, the more certain she became that she could never like another guy again.
Every day, she was stunned anew by his charm, and whenever she looked at other boys, she couldn't help but compare them to Gu Luo.
As they say, ignorance is bliss.
The difference was as clear as night and day—like comparing an ordinary person to a top-tier incubus.
......
On the sports field.
"I'll form the head!" A towering guy over 1.9 meters grinned, unfazed by the height and weight hierarchy.
"Then I'll form the butt!" Another heavy-duty warrior laughed.
"I'll form the kidneys..."
"I'll..."
The boys of Class 12 were brimming with confidence, the mood light and relaxed.
Seriously, with their class's heavy hitters in play, how could they possibly lose?
No chance.
The corridors of the school building quickly filled with female students, all craning their necks, eyes sparkling.
Many of the more enthusiastic fans even rushed down to the field to cheer on their idol up close.
That's right—they were all here for Gu Luo.
"Whoa, the other class is stacked with kendo club beasts..."
"Why is there a girl in Gu Luo's team?"
"This looks so unfair... Class 8 doesn't stand a chance..."
"Who cares? I'm rooting for Gu-senpai! Even if he loses, it's an honorable defeat!"
"..."
The fangirls chattered away, voices rising and falling in excitement.
Time ticked by.
The boys from both classes took their positions for the tug-of-war.
Under the guidance of their respective P.E. teachers, they planted their feet shoulder-width apart, bodies leaning back at a forty-degree angle, like drawn bows ready to unleash their power.
"Class 12, go! Crush Class 8!"
"Class 12, go! Crush Class 8!"
"Class 12, go! Crush Class 8!"
"..."
Suddenly, the girls of Class 12 erupted into synchronized cheers.
Their voices were perfectly unified, full of energy—clearly rehearsed.
Seeing this, Liu Jianjun finally understood why his future brother-in-law had insisted on an all-male lineup.
So this was the trap.
All because he'd managed to win over his adorable little sister... Was this really necessary...?
This was outright annihilation.
"Go, Class Eight!"
Even while in the middle of the tug-of-war team, Feng Youqing raised her voice and shouted at the top of her lungs.
With someone leading the charge, the girls of Class Eight quickly unified their cheers, chanting in unison:
"Go, Class Eight!"
"Go, Class Eight!"
"Go, Class Eight!"
"Go, Gu Luo!"
"......"
The cheers grew louder and more thunderous, as if they could pierce the heavens and reach the skies above.
Gradually, Feng Youqing noticed something odd.
Why were there so many girls in Class Eight?
There had to be at least a few hundred, right?
Gu Luo’s female fanbase was terrifyingly massive.
"Damn, is this Gu Luo’s influence?"
"Seriously, this is way too exaggerated..."
"Ugh! Feels like we’ve become the cannon-fodder villains in a novel, just here to make the protagonist look cool."
"Class Eight! Hell yeah!"
"......"
Listening to the deafening roars of "Go, Class Eight!" and "Go, Gu Luo!" echoing across the entire school, the boys of Class Twelve were on the verge of losing it. They were itching to win the match and knock Gu Luo down a peg.
Just then—
"Tweeeet—"
A sharp whistle cut through the air.
Both teams immediately lowered their centers of gravity, muscles tensing up.
In an instant, the tug-of-war escalated into an intense battle.
Aside from Gu Luo, the burly guys on Class Twelve’s side were also the center of attention.
Each of them was built like a tank, veins bulging on their arms like winding little snakes, as if they were about to burst through their skin at any moment.
They were giving it everything they had.
Every pull was accompanied by a deep, guttural roar.
But surprisingly, the match wasn’t one-sided at all.
The red marker on the rope barely moved an inch.
‘Damn! Feels like we’re trying to pull a freaking truck!’ The leading brute of Class Twelve felt his scalp tingle—no matter how hard he pulled, the rope stayed rooted in place, completely unmoving.
And right across from him stood Situ Wenyao, the same guy who had mocked them last week.
Now, Situ Wenyao slowly puckered his lips and unleashed a wave of "adorable boy charm" at the opposing team.
‘Seriously… a magical attack?’
The brute barely held back a laugh and immediately shut his eyes.
The guys behind him did the same.
How could the other side be so shameless?
Meanwhile, Gu Luo, the one truly in control, decided it was about time. He gradually increased his strength.
Slowly but surely, the red marker began inching toward Class Eight’s side.
Until it crossed the boundary line.
"Tweeeet—"
......
......
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
with Taming My Adopted Niece) (Multiple Heroines + Power Fantasy) Before transmigrating, Wang Jianqiang suffered greatly from novels with no female leads. Holding firm to the belief that "women only slow down my blade," he stubbornly maintained his virginity even after decades in the Sect of Dual Cultivation. In his twilight years, with his cultivation stagnant at the third level of Qi Refining, he finally succumbed and "rewarded" himself once—triggering the awakening of the Godly Cultivation System. From then on, he realized women might actually be his lucky stars on the path to immortality. Deciding to indulge freely and savor life, he found his ungrateful adopted niece knocking at his door...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
