MTL - SCP Life Diary of a D-class Personnel - Chapter 212 :Grass

This thought had grown deep in William’s mind!

Hitoshi's life sucked and then a truck made it even worse.But death wasn't the end. He wakes up in a fantasy world as a slave, expecting more of the same bad luck. Then a maid from the super-rich Aoi family buys him to work at their huge mansion. Finally, a break, right?Wrong.Sure, the mansion is amazing. The food is great. And yeah, the Aoi family treats him way better than he expected. But something's... off. Why do they watch him so closely? Why does everyone get weird when he smiles? And why do bad things keep happening to anyone who gets too friendly with him?Hitoshi just wants to be a good servant and make everyone happy. He doesn't realize that his kind heart and helpful nature are stirring up something dangerous within the Aoi household. In this new world, his greatest talent might become his biggest problem.They say no good deed goes unpunished. In the Aoi mansion, every act of kindness pulls him deeper into a web of obsession he never saw coming.“Reincarnated into Madness: Yandere Family's Unwanted Slave” is a story about second chances, magic, and what happens when being too nice leads to some seriously creepy consequences.

One day, a mysterious tower suddenly appeared in the city. The people decided to call it a dungeon, and while it was full of rugged terrain and dangerous monsters, it was also a land of opportunity, where countless treasures awaited. When Sejun, a young man living an ordinary life, is invited to the dungeon by chance, he is thrilled at the prospect of becoming rich, but he is stranded in a hidden area of the mysterious tower. All he has is a few seeds and his body. Now Sejun must farm, collect resources, and figure out his own survival strategy!

My older brother, who was my only family member, lost his memory. “I have a sibling? Are you kidding me?” He was a fool who cared for me ever since he brought me from the temple… “I can’t even take care of myself, so what is this…” I left the family because I didn’t want to be a burden to my older brother, who had no memory, and was helpless in the tragedy that followed. So I turned back time. That too, to the point when my brother lost his memory. “I don’t have anything in my head, so I don’t know what to do next. What if I have a kid with me?” We must not repeat the tragedy of the past life. So I grimly said, “That’s right. I don’t have anything on my brother’s head right now.” “…What, what?” I chuckled and took out a document I had prepared. The contents of the document, written in crooked, large letters, were simple. [I transfer all the property in my name to my younger sister.] While my gaping older brother was checking the documents, I took out his seal from his drawer and smeared it with ink. Then I put it in his hand and said with a very sad expression. “So stamp it. Now.” I will protect you in this life.