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The Elegant Tip (LongChinChin)

Long_ChinChin
Algún lugar. Afuera de un edificio. Por la tarde. Con el tráfico algo abultado. En la acera. (In English next) Las personas pasaban y algunas se quedaban mirando atrás a una persona que también estaba caminando. *Murmullos* *Murmullos* Ese tipo parecía alguien de la nobleza, no era el "más" atractivo que existía pero si tenía bastante clase, un cuerpo delgado, cabello rubio bien peinado, corto hasta su nuca, ojos azules Índigos y una expresión muy aguda y despreocupada en su cara de escultura fina parecida al marfil. Se notaba de 18-20 años, pero desprendía un aura muy elegantemente adulta y sus ropas de trabajo de cuello blanco también lo eran. Llamaba mucho, aunque no tanto, la atención de ese lado de la acera, hasta que... "Yo..." Bajó la cabeza y nadie podía ver su expresión. "¡Quiero...!" Empezó a temblar y repentinamente tiró la maleta de su mano hacia el suelo con energía... "¡FOLLAAAAAAARRRRRRR!" "........." [Ding: Misión (Gritar su deseo más profundo del momento en público) Completada. - Recompensa 1: Técnica Antigua del Dragón Desvergonzado. - Recompensa 2: Abriendo Sistema de Viajes Vacacionales... - Abierto. *Felicidades* - Su primer Viaje Vacacional se realizará en tres horas. - Destino: Marvel, Deadpool, Cabina Telefónica.] Ésta será mi Tercera novela. La primera es: I am in Kuroinu? Link: https://m.webnovel.com/book/i-am-in-kuroinu-(por-longchinchin)_18107265006434905 Y la segunda es:I am in Summertime Saga? Link: https://m.webnovel.com/book/i-am-in-summertime-saga-(por-longchinchin)_18525094405011905 Actualización: Depende de mi estado de ánimo y mis ganas, de -3 a 3 capítulos por semana. No me pertenece Marvel, no me pertenece la imagen de portada, no me pertenece ningún otro personaje de cualquier otra historia que salga, no me pertenece los Animes y demás por si salen algunos, no me pertenece la historia de Marvel... ¡No me pertenece nada! ... Eso es todo. ******************** Somewhere. Outside of a building. In the afternoon. With somewhat bulky traffic. On the sidewalk. People passed by and some stared back at a person who was also walking. *Whispers* *Whispers* That guy looked like someone from the nobility, he was not the "most" attractive that existed but he was classy enough, a slim body, well-groomed blond hair, short to the nape of the neck, Indigo blue eyes and a very sharp and carefree expression on his face. of fine ivory-like sculpture. He looked 18-20 years old, but He gave off a very elegantly grown-up aura and his white-collar work clothes were too. It attracted a lot, though not so much, attention on that side of the sidewalk, until ... "I..." He lowered his head and no one could see his expression. "I want...!" He started shaking and suddenly he threw the suitcase from his hand towards the ground with energy ... "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" "........." [Ding: Mission (Shout out his deepest wish of the moment in public) Completed. - Reward 1: Ancient Technique of the Shameless Dragon. - Reward 2: Opening Vacation Travel System ... - Open. *Congratulations* - Your first Vacation Trip will take place in three hours. - Destination: Marvel, Deadpool, Telephone Booth.] This will be my third novel. The first is: I am in Kuroinu? Link: https://m.webnovel.com/book/i-am-in-kuroinu-(por-longchinchin)_18107265006434905 And the second is: I am in Summertime Saga? Link: https://m.webnovel.com/book/i-am-in-summertime-saga-(por-longchinchin)_18525094405011905 Update: It depends on my mood and my desire, from -3 to 3 chapters per week. Marvel does not belong to me, I do not own the image of cover, I do not own any other character from any other story that comes out, I do not own the Animes and others in case some come out, the Marvel story does not belong to me ... Nothing belongs to me! ... That is all.
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The Names... RIYURA SHIKO! - 名前は…リユラ・シコ!

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)
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