Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's second chance at life gets off to a questionable start when he tricks a goddess into accompanying him to a fantasy world. His plan was simple: use her divine powers as a strategic advantage, keep a low profile, and maybe finally figure out what "living normally" means without his father's influence. Reality proves less cooperative. The goddess Aqua is situationally powerful and stupid. She attracts trouble like a magnet, spends their money on alcohol, and has made it her personal mission to build a cult following in every town they visit. The "low profile" plan dies within the first week. Now Ayanokouji finds himself managing a party of increasingly bizarre individuals in a world that runs on RPG logic, where his carefully honed manipulation skills are being tested by opponents ranging from giant frogs to his own teammates. The Demon King is supposedly a threat, but the truth is, keeping his party from killing himself seems like the more pressing concern. He survived the White Room. He can survive this. Probably.

Cote x demonslayer What happens when the Mastermind of the White Room is thrust into a world of blood and blades? ​Ayanokoji Kiyotaka didn't ask to be teleported into the Taisho era. He wanted a peaceful life, but the Demon Slayer Corps and the Twelve Kizuki have other plans. In a world where Total Concentration Breathing and Blood Demon Arts rule the night, the "World's Greatest Masterpiece" must adapt to survive. ​No tools? No problem. He will turn the Hashira into his pawns and Muzan into his experiment. ​Witness a Godlike Ayanokoji as he navigates the Demon Slayer world with cold logic and unmatched manipulation. ​Genre: Action / Fanfiction / Thriller ​Trope: OP Main Character / Mastermind / Crossover ​#ayanokoji #demonslayer #kimetsunoyaiba #cote #classroomoftheelite #mastermind #manipulator #opmc #godlike #isekai #tanjiro #muzan #crossover #action #thriller #system #survival #nezuko #hashira #white-room #classroomoftheelite #Demonslayer #Cotexdemonslayer #

"The world is always wrong." After surviving high school with my cynical wit and a complete lack of romantic progress, I-Hikigaya Hachiman was ready to live a peaceful, uneventful life. No youth, no drama, no forced social interaction. That dream came to a crashing halt when I somehow woke up in a world where horse girls-yes, literal girls with horse ears and tails-race professionally while chasing their dreams. And apparently... I'm now their trainer. Me. The guy whose idea of teamwork is "doing everything myself to avoid dealing with people." Special Week smiles at me like I'm her hero. Tokai Teio asks for advice like I have wisdom. Mejiro McQueen demands a training plan like I know what I'm doing. Spoiler: I don't. But every race pulls me deeper. Every tear, every laugh, every finish line crossed... I start to understand these girls. Maybe... just maybe... This world isn't as wrong as I thought. A loner, a realist, and a former Service Club ghost becomes the heart of a new team. This is the story of how I, Hikigaya Hachiman, became the most reluctant-and possibly the most effective-Uma Musume trainer this world has ever seen.

Y/n doesn't remember how did he ended up in hell but it's not that bad. He doesn't have any debt and he can do what he wants just the only thing he needs to watch out are extermination days. But everything changes after he learns about dream of Princess of hell as he decides to help as much as he while looking for happiness.

A soul floats in the middle of nowhere. Is there no customer service in the void? How rude. A random weeb is granted the chance to live a new life with a slightly different Gamer System. There is no bad gaming. Only gaming badly, right?

Being an umamusume trainer is for people who are lucky or rich. Having the time to research training strategies, other racers, and the like. Having the ability to communicate your training effectively, take on the burdens of your trainees. Most importantly having the money to sustain your training until your trainees starts earning their keep. Many trainers who aren't rich end up in immense amounts of debt, working multiple jobs on top of training or straight up retiring. "You weren't supposed to find out." A trainer who holds a second job. "I don't care what happens to me. I want you to win." Can he balance his health, job, and trainees? "You will be the greatest."

After ruling over legions of demons and waging endless wars, the Demon King finally retired. His new goal? A quiet, ordinary life in modern Japan. Unfortunately, "ordinary" doesn't exist when angels, dragons, and nosy classmates keep showing up at your doorstep. For a being who once conquered worlds, surviving high school might be his toughest battle yet. A crossover fanfic combining (Gabriel DropOut - Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid - Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend - Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions! and more....) told through the eyes of a retired Demon King just trying to live normally. ----- Wanna read ahead? Join my Patreon and support the story - up to 6 new chapters are published for you every day!: patreon.com/ArealMaster

A story about the relationship between Makoto and Rudolf, a Jester and the King Except this is the whole social Link and there are no social links Persona 3 is owned by Atlus Uma Musume is owned by Cygames

What the hell are you guys even doing over there? Don't tell me you actually call that training a horse girl. It's a joke-an insult, really. And what's with that brilliant idea of yours, huh? Making a horse girl who just finished a full, exhausting race jump straight into another competition next month? Have you completely lost it? That's not ambition, that's recklessness! Are you trying to break her, or are you just too damn clueless to realize what you're doing!? the Uma girls that I train will definitely be a top tier Umamusume!!!......wait why are you guy look at me like that?

What happens when Yayoi Akikawa, not just stumble upon a summoning circle? Summoning a certain Faker who took it upon himself to feed the Umas with proper meals, after learning of the half-assed work of the previous Cafeteria Head Chef.