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Assassin Striker

RSisekai
Soccer was raised alone on a mountain, where he learned to play football on rocky slopes, in howling wind, against no one—and to hunt. Now he's descended into the world's weakest high school team, and he doesn't know what a warm-up is, has never heard the word "offside," and thinks passing to rocks was normal. He's already the best player on Earth. He just doesn't know it yet. But the moment he steps onto that flat, ordinary pitch, everyone else will learn what it feels like to be prey—and what it means to finally play with someone who smiles while he destroys you. This is the story of the Assassin Striker, and the team he accidentally made unstoppable.
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The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs

A Plant Master from a prosperous magical era died and reincarnated as a physically defective Sub-Beast on the Beastman Continent. Orphaned right after birth, he was raised by the entire tribe. Kaelen thought he would live a peaceful, uneventful life until the end of his days. Unexpectedly, during an instance where he accidentally wandered into a cave where a beastman was in a state of frenzy, he was violated by the beastman Sane. After that unintended night, neither of them liked the other, so they reached a secret agreement to keep the matter quiet. Sane took responsibility for providing Kaelen with daily necessities and various new seeds until one of them found a mate. Thanks to these supplies, Kaelen began using his Plant Master abilities from his past life to farm step by step, transforming the barren land around his house into a lush, little green farm. What Sane didn't expect was that the more he interacted with Kaelen, watching how quietly and gently Kaelen cared for each young sprout, the more adorable he found Kaelen to be. Sane grew to like being around Kaelen more and more, constantly reminiscing about the fresh scent of grass and vegetation lingering on Kaelen's body. Could it be... I've fallen for him? While Sane was still tangled up in his own feelings and had yet to realize that Kaelen's body was secretly gestating a little egg, Kaelen's bountiful magical harvests had already alerted the outside world. A whole bunch of stinky beastmen with formidable backgrounds began swarming around his soft, sweet-smelling darling to vie for Kaelen's attention. There was the incredibly arrogant Young Chief of the Lion Tribe, the fierce Intermediate Warrior of the High City, the Oracle of the Temple holding supreme authority... Sane: “...” Get lost, all of you! That's my son's Papa!
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