Cale wants a quiet life. Strangers want to flirt with him. His family wants to kill those flirts. And he has absolutely no idea what's going on. These are the quiet, chaotic, and heartwarming days of Cale's not-so-peaceful life. Or, Cale doesn't understand why people act so strangely around him. He also doesn't understand why his family keeps glaring at those people. Oh well. Not his problem. (A/N: This fic is completely for my own enjoyment. I may or may not stick with canon. So some characters could be ooc or very annoying. Also, this is going to be a completely fluffy story without an inch of angst. So please enjoy it without worrying about anything. BUT, there could be repetition of the same story. You might get bored easily. So beware.)

"What do you want from me, Nedzu?" "I would like you to study under me, Henituse-san." 'Hm? What?' "Of course, I would still want you to be safe from the villains targeting you, so you would need to stay here most of the time." 'This fucker.' Or, after falling unconscious, Cale wakes up in UA's infirmary, confused with a mission to somehow get home. Along the way, he unwillingly becomes a teacher assistant? Cale never signed up for this.

Bang bang bang, it's a guideverse featuring the TCF cast. Read as Cale gets swamped just for existing as a guide in a world full of hungry, alpha, sweaty, rut-driven, male espers alongside your untrustworthy narrator. Also, I'm just writing this for fun. So don't expect anything to make sense. Read this if you know English.

The reaper of the apocalypse has been unwilling forced into the body of a scum prince destined for death. He decides, the best way to spend this new life is to live aimlessly and freely. A leisure life with no problems, here he comes! But of course, from the pages of the novel he read, the protagonist stares right at him. "Soren Rosenbaum," says the man, sword gleaming under the watchful sun. "Who the hell are you?" --- One sentence summery: In which a hippo (Raphael) and a sloth (Soren) bicker and find their salvation.