I Own a Funeral Home: Live Stream Following Other Streamers and Shock the Entire Internet! - Chapter 189 - : Danger

Takebayashi Ryouma, a 39 years old man with hidden past, found himself in a strange white room. The gods tell him that he has died and that they are sending his soul to a different world, a world where magic exists. After living alone for 3 years, his gamer soul loses its common sense and starts along crazy routes.

“The masterminds are cooler than heroes,” I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game.Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit.Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not?***[Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.]What?[Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.]Wait, what?![Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.]And, why would I do that?![Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.]Why would I save him?![The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?]Ah! I give up...It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things.In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker.I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need?Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though.I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse!Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is...[Failure: Destruction of the World.]It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped.If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing.[Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.]“If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne.”And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.

Once he crossed over, Yu Que became a container for cultivating the heroine to exchange spiritual roots for the heroine.

The good news is that Linggen is still on her body now, the bad news is that she is competing with the heroine for the entry qualification of a sect, and her scumbag looks at her gloomily.

In order to survive, Yu Que decided to join an unknown sect.

Only after she got started did she realize that the small sect she thought was even better than the dogs raised by her senior sister.

And the whole division goes up to the master down to the dog, ready to blacken at any time, all of them are big villains who fight to death with the protagonist in the later stage.

But Yu Que doesn’t think the problem is big, isn’t it just blackening, it’s just a redemption script!
The master is a gentleman, and he missed the future mistress by accident. Later, his sweetheart was designed to die tragically. He took the sword and killed the whole family, and laughed and walked away surrounded by the monks of the right way.
Yu Que put a book in front of the master in awe: “If you grab it, you will grab the heart of the mistress.”
Open the page, “Thirty Days to Make Her Crazy for You”.
Master: ?
Senior sister is as beautiful as a flower, but she met a scumbag, and she was deceived so that her body and mind were broken.
Yu Que directly led the people to the largest small clerk’s building in the city, hugged from left to right, surrounded by fat and thin, and said in a loud voice, “Men are virtuous and virtuous, crooked Rui Goode!”
Sister: ? ?
The second senior brother is half-human and demon. He was discriminated against when he was a child. When he became an adult, he was overwhelmed with love and righteousness.
Yu Que shook his head: “The structure is small, what’s the point of ruling only one demon clan? Of course all adults need it! From now on, won’t the human clan and the demon clan be family-friendly!”
Second Senior Brother: ? ? ?
The little brother has a demon embryo, a natural bad seed, and his intelligence is close to a demon, and his strength is unpredictable.
Yu Que slapped a copy of Advanced Mathematics in front of him and sneered, “Oh, no challenge.”
Junior Brother: ? ? ? ?
Yu Que thought that what he was taking was a redemption script and that he was thinking of saving the world.
Later, the classmates who had been reborn long ago looked at the new junior junior sister who was blind and infertile, and gave this evaluation: poisonous.
Later, her scum father wanted to arrest her and go back to change her spiritual roots. She was pulled thousands of miles away by the most difficult little brother, and turned his head, the little brother smiled and said: “Little sister, your class is not finished Oh.”

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Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world.That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue.And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after.Fortunately, I know just the cure.Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with.Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway.“Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said....huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?