Siendo cuidado cariñosa y amorosamente por su tía desde la niñez, Bell Cranel un día decidiría abandonar su hogar para cumplir su sueño: enamorarse. La curiosidad sobre el sentimiento llamado amor causaría su rebelión e ignorando los conflictos futuros, exige su liberación que es negada por su hermosa tía. Los derechos de autor son para Aomori-sensei, sólo he realizado cambios de personalidades y tiempo. ¿Está mal anhelar el amor de tu sobrino? Alfia lucharía por ese amor. -- Historia conmemorativa por los 100 seguidores --

What if you woke up knowing exactly how your future would unfold? On his second day at Advanced Nurturing High School, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka found himself in that very situation. Three years worth of memories with people both familiar and unfamiliar... and a splitting headache. At first, he dismissed it as just an incredibly vivid dream. Until it all starts happening exactly as he remembers. Word for word. Step by step. He should have known it was real... right from the start. After all, he never had a headache before. Disclaimer: I do not own Classroom of the Elite or any of its characters. They are the property of Shōgo Kinugasa, Media Factory, and associated rights holders. This fanfiction is written for fun, with no intent to infringe on copyrights.

"The Masterpiece had escaped." In order to be free of his pursuers, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had found himself enrolling into the prestigious Advanced Nurturing Spirit Academy --- the only place they cannot reach. It towered as the best institution in Japan, producing generational talents that could shake the world. Recognized for creating geniuses possessing monstrous prowess and talent, it eventually became known to many as the Monster Academy. In this place said to be teeming with monsters; a cutthroat environment, where the weak are culled and only the strong remain. Ayanokouji will have to fight to keep his newfound freedom. This is an alternate universe in which the Classroom of the Elite world had become a world of soul masters (Soul Land). Volume 1 (Complete) Volume 2 (Complete) This is a fanfiction. All Illustrations are drawn by me.

During the explanation of the end-of-year special exam, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka gets unexpectedly summoned to the Chairman's office, only to find his father waiting. He offers him to enroll in Tōtsuki Culinary Academy as a first-year, and Ayanokoji accepts after confirming the legitimacy of the transfer. How will Ayanokoji Kiyotaka fare in the culinary world? Grammarly, LanguageTool, and Sudowrite are used to assist in writing.

Just a game. A new, immersive VR world, the ultimate escape. Kiyotaka Ayanokōji thought he was escaping reality. A new VRMMORPG called Sword Art Online promised a world of adventure, freedom, and endless possibilities. But when the game turns into a deadly trap, Kiyotaka has to do what he does the best; Survive. No respawns. No escape. ****************************** We own neither COTE nor SAO. Props to the OG writers. ****************************** This is story is written by both me and Jinzooru. Give him a follow as well. Cover credits goes to devilkouji

Kiyotaka and possibly other characters from the cote verse would reincarnate in the world of an Otome game. Taking the place of the protagonist Leon. There will be certain changes from canon to correspond with my changes to the main character. Classroom of the elite and Trapped in a dating sim don't belong to me so all rights go to their original authors.

[[STORY IS BEING REWRITTEN]] I remember this scene all too well. A bus ride that would lead me to three years of freedom. It was a fateful encounter with three students that would be on the same class with me. But for some reason, I dont remember this specific altercation happening. "Forgive me madam, i was being rude!" The well built blonde man stood up from the priority chair and had allowed the old woman to sit there. I stared blankly at the incident, not clearly processing this very well. I look around the bus and the moment i saw the two faced Angel scowling like its the most usual thing, and the black short haired beauty with glasses looking rather reluctant and sometimes catching her looking at me, I began to realize... "This is going to be a huge pain in the ass" I groaned out quietly as i cupped my face unto my hands. But I already knew this the moment I had awoken a few days ago. I had awoken in an unfamiliar familiar world. I do not own the Classroom of the Elite/Youkoso Jitsuryoku Shijou Shugi no Kyoushitsu e. All the credits goes to the author, Shōgo Kinugasa, and the illustrator, Shunsaku Tomose.

Segundo Fic. Esta historia va de que Bell será el hermano menor de Aiz, el tendrá su propio desarrollo y se mostrará a una Aiz un poco cambiada, pues, ella tiene a su hermano. Cabe decir que Aiz será celosa con las chicas que lleguen a la vida de Bell. Pero no habrá BellxAiz Y tampoco hay un shipp definido para el fic. Danmachi como los personajes de las distintas franquicias que voy a utilizar no me pertenece, todo los créditos a sus respectivos autores. (En especial a los artistas que dibujaron las imágenes que voy a utilizar.)

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka thought he had successfully escaped from the White Room by enrolling in a government-funded school. And indeed, he did escape, but it seems that it was not as successfully as he first thought. It seems that his father had one last card up his sleeve... Without explanation, a voice spoke in his head, forcing him to choose one of the two or three choices the voice presented to him, and if he refused to choose one of the choices he was given, he would feel a headache so great that even he was unable to bear it. You might think, if this is really the case, he could simply choose one of the "normal" options, right? Well, it certainly would be possible... if the choices were normal. 1.[Hey, let me touch your breasts]. 2. [Raise your hand and say to the teacher with a smile: "You are a very hot teacher, definitely my type. So, I wonder, how many points does it take to get a beautiful woman like you for a date inside my room?"] 3.[Dropping his pants while shouting "Look at my Masterpiece!"] "What the hell?"

Estaba muy feliz con mi vida, por muy normal que sea ... Maldita sea, quien me haya traído en contra de mi voluntad ... Unete a la historia de una persona de nuestro mundo enviado directamente a un mundo donde se necesita el ingenio.