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Pharmacist Rihito Kiriya (β) is asked by the office of a popular celebrity Shirou Satou (α) to be in charge of giving him his inhibitor. However, on their first meeting, he is attacked by Shirou, who goes into a rut…A love story between a band member x pharmacist!

Kim Jee-Ha comes from a good background with decent grades and test results; however, he has one big flaw - when it comes to official events like university interviews for example, he is horrible. To overcome his social awkwardness, he embarks upon the virtual reality game Trikia where he meets an eccentric high level undead Nine - his future guild master.

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[I Woke the Sleeping Tiger] Ham Areum, a meticulous job-seeker striving for a professional career, ends up getting drunk after yet another failed interview. The next morning, she wakes up completely naked in bed… next to her childhood friend and only confidant, Baek Beomyeong! But then… —You’re going to take responsibility. —What are you talking about? —You saw everything. This doesn’t end here. Ham Areum, from now on, you’re responsible for me. With a sharp gaze, the tiger issues his warning. The problem is… she doesn’t remember a thing about what happened! —Baek Beomyeong, lie down on that bed right now. From that moment on, everything that happens is driven by the wrath of the tiger, who demands that Areum remember exactly what went down that night.

The lord’s husband, who went out hunting monsters only a month after getting married and came back as a corpse. Shocked by that, Penelope realized that she had been possessed by a novel. However, before she could even accept the fact that she was possessed, things started to pile up in the estate! “They say the price of turnips has dropped again.” “In order for the lords to survive the winter, we need to secure at least three months’ worth of emergency food.” “Firewood too…” “Water too…” No, wait a minute… I don’t know anything about running a estate! “I want to hire a magician to work in the estate.” “I’ll only work for 100,000 gold.” There’s no law that says I have to die, so I ended up getting help from the magician. There’s something fishy about this man. “Want to touch it?” “What, what?” “My hair. Didn’t you keep looking at it last time because you wanted to touch it?” The best magician of all time and the sweet and affectionate sub-male lead seems to have gone awry. Should I just escape the estate?