JJWXC catalogue
Books by 尼呆笛
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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I Got Away After Toying with Sukuna-chan 玩弄宿傩酱后遁了
[Pre-release: "Sukuna's Vessel Is an Illusionist" updated whenever inspiration strikes -> "Shoko Says No"] Abandoned by her family, lying on an operating table, with no gods or angels to save her, she was rescued by a gentle boy with a handsome pineapple-shaped hairstyle. From then on, Chrome found her own god, and she would spend her life believing in him. On the third day after becoming a guardian of □□, there was no time to mourn one of the world's seven strongest after her very first batt
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Shoko Says No 硝子表示不干
[Coming soon: The Vessel of Sukuna Is an Illusionist] [Currently writing: I Toyed with Sukuna, Then Made My Escape] [Coming soon] The Vessel of Sukuna Is an Illusionist Abandoned by her family and lying on the operating table, with no gods or angels in sight, she was saved by a gentle boy with a handsome pineapple-shaped hairstyle. From then on, Chrome found her own god, and she would believe in him for the rest of her life. On the third day after becoming a guardian of the [redacted], there
66Favorites10Clicks/ch77Gifts
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Sukuna's Vessel Is an Illusionist 宿傩容器是个幻术师
[Warning: No CP! The two are not a couple.] Abandoned by her family, lying on an operating table, with no gods or angels to save her, she was rescued only by a gentle boy with a handsome pineapple haircut. From then on, Chrome found her own god, and she would worship him for the rest of her life. On the third day after becoming a guardian of the mafia, there was no time to mourn one of the world's seven strongest people, who had fallen in her very first battle. Next up was Sukuna's vessel, Chr
45Favorites—Clicks/ch36Gifts
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Shoko-chan Was Drugged 被灌下a药的硝子酱
What if you woke up one day in a seven-year-old body? Ieiri Shoko thought it was great. No work, no patients, no late-night overtime. Going to school with a bunch of kids was a little troublesome, but she could manage. That is, until one day, a familiar white-haired old man and a small-eyed recruiter who looked far too world-weary blocked her way home. “Long time no see, Shoko.” “How’d you get so small? Feels like I could kill you with one hand.” Oh, right. It seemed they were her old classmates
14Favorites—Clicks/ch11Gifts