Child of Light - Volume 4: Chapter 42 - A Compassionate Breakfast

Shen Roujia, a completely despicable top-level “green tea,” suddenly found herself inside a book on the very day she secured her inheritance rights. However, karma caught up with her. Not only did she have to start over, but she also didn’t become a stunningly beautiful female lead or a charming second female lead. Instead, she became a short-lived, pitiful memory in the male lead’s past, with only one line left in her story!Determined to return to her original life as soon as possible, Shen Roujia pretended to be pitiful and started her long wait for death. But… was her progress bar stuck? Why wasn’t she dying already?!Moreover, what was wrong with this male lead? Instead of focusing on his career, why was he always hanging around her?Male Lead: “To repay your life-saving grace, I will marry you!”Antagonist: “Woman, you have successfully caught my attention.”Prime Minister: “Jiaojiao, have you forgotten our promise?”Shen Roujia was speechless: “…”“You mediocre people better not hinder my grand plan to return home!!”Until one day, the Crown Prince stood by the lake for the Nth time, holding a su*cide note, his eyes naturally reddening as he looked up.“I don’t want to delay you.”Shen Roujia immediately dropped everything she was doing and rushed over in a panic, “No… if you die, at least give me the divorce papers first!”

“How can such an unscientific thing be possible?”“If it's true, wouldn't we be able to rule the world?”“You think so, don't you, Mr. Gin?”“By the way, could you please sign an autograph for me?”“Use your real name.”————Since the disappearance of high school detective Shinichi Kudo, the death rate in Beika City has been increasing.But it doesn't matter, Hayashi Yoshiki will take action.He will make the whole world keep up with Beika City's pace.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

Anna Watson’s life was far from easy. A battle with cancer left her frail, defeated, and questioning her life’s meaning. Her final moments were filled with regret for dreams unrealized and paths untaken. But when death embraced her, it wasn’t the end—she awakened in an entirely new world: the wizarding world of Harry Potter. Yet, this wasn’t the familiar era of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She found herself in the time of the Marauders, a generation before the golden trio.Even more shocking, Anna had a new identity: Petunia Evans, the famously non-magical, bitter sister of Lily Potter. But this Petunia is different. Born as Lily's twin, Anna retains her memories of her past life and discovers she has magic—a shocking divergence from the character she once read about. Her magical abilities open up opportunities and challenges, not only for her but for her relationship with Lily, her new family, and the unfolding story of the wizarding world.As Anna navigates Hogwarts alongside the Marauders, Severus Snape, and her own twin, she realizes that the story she once knew is shifting. Her choices ripple across timelines, altering destinies and alliances. Struggling to reconcile her knowledge of the future with her growing affection for this new life, Anna must decide: should she preserve the world’s fate or carve out a new destiny for herself and those she loves?In this thrilling twist on the Harry Potter universe, the story explores themes of second chances, sibling bonds, and the weight of choice, painting a vivid and detailed picture of what might have been if Petunia Evans had the magic to change it all.