I had been awake for a long time, Fatty still looked like a pregnant pig in bed. You can imagine the body that is fat and distended.

Huh ... I never thought that the Isekai that I experienced really gave a story line like this.

So what is my next fate, I don't think Shiroe-kun in Log Horizon has the same fate as me, what's the difference between me and him?

I'm even more of a genius than in Makuro Shiroe, don't you imagine, have you ever thought Isekai's novel has characters with good prosfek like me?

Sora and Siro? They are only Hikkikomori brother and sister, they drop out of school.

Compare to me,I'm a doctor, imagine me a doctor.

Who else, Kirito? What's great about being him, he's just a beater, even his first girlfriend died in the game and he cried like a baby? and want Find item in Christmass?And he kill Santa,,,

Who else do you say? Touya? You don't know that he was struck by lightning because we accidentally dropped lightning on the earth?

So fucking stupid, annoying more than itm They No has Yuri character in their story, ever you seen Assuna x Lissbeth? Siro x Sthepani Dola? Marielle x Akatsuki?

This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it.

There are are no Yuri's.

Just go fucking Away!!!

No Yuri No Life

...

First I need to be honest with you, I need a Heroine right now, how do you feel if the most suitable person is a harem candidate, you are a fat pig like Fatty?

I can't imagine at all.

I wish there were if I met him I would really hope that she was "Yuri'S .."

....

In the living room I found Grandma sitting on her bench. she turned to me and signaled that the food was on the table ... Actually I didn't have enough mood to eat,

My stomach is a bit problematic because of the Thomas-faced fish.

So I just sat on the opposite side of Grandma and it was directly facing the dining table.

Grandma was sewing some strands of sweaters I thought, but for some reason the size was too long.

I just watched the Grandma sew the sweeter.

You can imagine how an elderly elder put a thick thread into a small needle.

It needs a lot of patience,

I mean patience in seeing it, you can imagine that grandma licked the edges of the thread before putting it in the needle.

Carefully try-try-try-try

more try-try-try

more Try, try again, again ,again

Every time Grandma's stringy needle ends will bite the edges.

It was only a little, a little, a little, a little, more alittle, a little until Grandma didn't realize that the needle thread had run out of the roll.

Put it up, put it up, and many more put it up

When she relized

She already ran out of sewing thread..

And I forget said Grandma

Is

already

A night...

That how you see and let your grandma put a thick thread into a small needle, trust me its true's.

WE NEED SUPORT THIS FUCKING GRANDMA.