No matter how hard you work, you’ll never beat a genius. I spent my whole life fighting against that fact, but, one day, I suddenly died in a car accident. I died, never having been rewarded for my hard work. But when I woke up, I was in a different world! I was reborn as the eldest son of the Fahrenheit family in the Hylante Empire. What’s more, I had a strange Skill: [Practice Makes Perfect]. Thanks to that Skill, if I put in a certain amount of effort, I’ll always receive an equal reward! Hard work… will never betray me again!

Crest was born as the fifth son of a duke. However, as the fifth son, he was in no position to talk. His childhood friend and also his fiancée, Ellis, treated him just like a s*ave. And on Crest’s coming-of-age ceremony, he received a skill called “Gacha.” Yet, he wasn’t able to learn how to use it and was banished away from his home. Banished into the forest full of monsters, Crest began to understand the power “Gacha.” And then, Crest made up his mind. He will definitely survive and get back on his feet.

“I guess, it’s all right to quit being an adventurer, right?” Right after retiring, a tale of the supporter of newbie adventurers. No cheats, just plain-old normal developments. At first, it’s just individual counseling, then onwards to make supporting a business venture.

In the summer when I was 16 years old, I was summoned to another world as a hero. After that, a psychic, an alchemist, a sage, spirit mage, Demon Lord —being summoned by many other worlds, I repeated a lot of meetings and partings. Lives I could save; lives I couldn’t save. Hatred, sadness, happiness; with many things mixed, I recklessly pushed through. And then, at the seventh parallel world summoning, I was dragged in a hero summoning. Being summoned into Rivadeil, I wish for a peaceful life as an [Ordinary Citizen ] ——But his wish wasn’t fulfilled at all. He was dragged into it this time around, so he was thinking of passing this one half-heartedly, but he was dragged into trouble right from the start. The truth of the hero summoning, the disease of the king; dragged into the rampant darkness of the kingdom, by the time he noticed, he was turning into a central figure. As he watched over the summoned heroes from the shadows and under the sun, he complained as he resolved the problems that he was dragged into. And so, new encounters bring forth new enemies, and the tragedy repeats. This is a story of a pitiful ‘toy’ that had its fate distorted by a god and wants to bring back what he has lost…

The Hero was traumatized by politics and people afraid of him for being too powerful, so the mage in his party decided to turn him into a girl. But he was so traumatized to interact with humans that he just hid inside the mountains until two girls who came to the mountain were caught in danger. After saving them, they decided to bring her to their town to pay her back for helping them.

One day, on a sunny leisure day, a woman visited my house and asked me if was interested in managing a dungeon along with support offered from a goddess. But of course, I refused. Eh? I shouldn’t ignore a person in trouble, moreover if it’s beautiful woman? No way, that’s too bothersome, why do I have to do that? I’m perfectly satisfied with my comfortable life now, throwing it away is just overly s*upid… …sigh, fine, so it’s go to another world, become a dungeon master, manage a dungeon and deal with the Mana circulation problem? Understood, but how to do it?

This story tells the life of two people, a noble only in name and an older wife from the army, married through a tentative agreement. In the bone-chilling cold, they spend their time hunting, gutting, and cooking by the fireplace. Their daily life passes peacefully. This is the warm love story recounting their daily lives.

Zion, a solo adventurer, recklessly entered a dungeon beyond his ability. Alas, that was the last thing he did. Wandering inside a dungeon for hundreds of years, as an undead, he kept advancing into the dungeon. Slaying monsters left and right until his undead body underwent ‘evolution’ many times over―― ――By the time he regained his ego, he had already become the strongest undead: 【No Life King】. Humankind, who was made aware of the appearance of a new world-class disaster monster, felt dread as they fell into the abyss of despair. 「The world is… done for.」…Or so they think. 「It’s okay, do I look like an evil undead to you?（Smile~）」 「「「HIIIIIIIIIIIII?!」」」 「…SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!」 This was the tale of the humans who trembled in fear [out of their own convenience] and him, an undead, who actually had no intention to destroy the world.

Merea was summoned to a place called “Sacred Mountain of Lindholm” where spirits gather upon their death. He was called upon using an Otherworldly Grass which found its way to his world. The reason for summoning him was to dispel the lingering attachment and/or regrets of a group of heroic spirits from another world. Brought up as a hero to dispel regrets, the era of the world made him into a demon lord instead.

I (30) spent my youth days living ambiguously, and at the end of my company s*ave life, my body became tattered and died. But when I woke up, I was sent back in time to high school and was given opportunity to start over again. The regrets of this crazy life that dwells in my heart, and the power of being a corporate s*ave that I cultivated when working in the black company. With these as the driving force, I’ll take revenge on youth and tell the girl I longed for at that time that I like her…!