Hey there everyone this is my first fanfic so go easy on me ..... that aside this an Ayanokoji X Ichinose fanfiction . Judging by the description you can already guess how this story might be i will try to update every week if possible, That there is no way that's gonna fricking happen ..... still . Ayanokoji has always thought of people as nothing more than tools. But what if a certain someone can actually accept him for who he is and change him for the better. You can expect some grammatical errors here and there cause I probably write all chapters without rechecking them. Currently in hiatus until i am done with high school ...... sorryyyy~ Regardless i hope you enjoy .

Typical reaction of students to Ayanokoji. (+ Tachibana and Manabu)

A typical reaction of students to Ayanokoji. (+White Room and Manabu with Tachibana)

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.

Meet Y/N. A US Army Lieutenant attached to the U.S. Seventh Fleet in Japan, stationed in Hiroshima to do his duty. He and his best friend are having a good day strolling around when something dreadful happened. With the doomsday clock ticking at the last minute, Y/n did not manage to complete watching what his friend had recommended to him... The world of ONE PIECE. Reincarnated? Sure... Why here? Follow Y/N as he travels into the world of One Piece to create his legacy. "My goal?" "I want to become a great Weaponmaster, and not just like the strongest swordsman like Zoro!" "Also, to bring some good 'ol freedom in this wretched world." *Eagle Screeching sfx* •• I do not own One Piece, all it goes to Eiichiro Oda. Images, GIFs, and videos goes to their respective owners and artists. REACHED: #1 NAMI - 07-17-23 #1 ROBIN - 08-05-23

A shocking and disconcerting event occurs which befell the students and the entire staff of Advanced Nurturing High School, after awakening from a stupor, the students and the entire school staff are introduced to this strange Theater Room to witness the entire student life and unravel the peaceful life of a certain person. The first fan fiction work. English is not the first language. Classroom of the Elite owned by Shōgo Kinugasa and Shunsaku Tomose.

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT #### After killing someone and being arrested, I was given a new chance. I sacrificed a few souls and was given the right to choose a world to go to. And I chose the world of Danmachi! When I woke up, I found myself lying next to Hephaestus. It was then that I discovered that... I'm married to Hephaestus! Moreover, I've received a system that allows me to evolve infinitely. The system wants me to become the best blacksmith in the world... But can't I have fun with Hephaestus and other women in the meantime? #### Read more chapters on my patreon: patreon.com/parodygirl

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐨" " "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞? 𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐆𝐨𝐝?" "𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐲! 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧" 𝙔/𝙉 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙙𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙄𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙤, 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙪𝙣𝙗𝙚𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙔/𝙉 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩, 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙.

Sometimes, it's the little things in life that makes the experience worth the thrill. Sure, travelling across the infinite worlds, slaying gods and saving worlds for a living never gets old, but sometimes, a certain bloodthirsty lunatic takes the time to slow down and try new things. Not necessarily challenging things, but mostly fun things. In-between jobs, our resident god killer catches news of a certain program in Japan, involving... playing soccer. Was signing up to play soccer as a superpowered, almighty force of nature completely unfair against everyone else? Obviously. Was it fun? Surprisingly so. Kids these days were crazy about "devouring", "chemical reactions", and "monsters" and whatnot. All in all, it was time to take a little break and style on some kids, purely for the fun of it all.