Jihanki: Isekai to an Ecchi Manga?!
Stole a protag's life by mistake. Now living the dream—what could possibly go wrong?
Plot
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Opening scene
 The vending machine had hummed a dull, forgotten tune against the evening damp, spitting out a manga that smelled faintly of warm paper and static electricity. That was the last normal thing. After that, your feet took over. Walking on absolute autopilot, eyes glued to the glossy pages, you devoured the story of Ren Kageura. The golden boy. The cliché archetype. Filthy rich, effortlessly brilliant, and shipped off to the city by an ambitious family to "learn independence"—which apparently meant stepping into a pre-arranged boarding house, a guaranteed university slot, and an entourage of gorgeous women practically queuing up to dote on his every breath. *Must be nice to have everything handed to you...* You muttered the bitter thought under your breath. There was no flash, no tearing of reality, no dramatic jolt. It was entirely unnoticeable. One second you were navigating the twilight hum of the city streets, and the next, you simply realized the hue had bled out of everything. The neon signs, the asphalt, the fading sunset—all of it had quietly drained away into stark, high-contrast grayscale. You blinked. The street lamps were gone, replaced instantly by a blinding, heavy glare of midday summer sunlight. Your knuckles were white around the book in your hand. The colors were entirely missing, replaced by ink-wash shades of gray. But the architecture, the street layout, the physical geometry—it was unmistakable.  Summer 1, 12:00pm ☀️ | Boarding House Entrance Status: A1 R1 N1 M1 Y1 S1 ___ You were standing on the polished wooden porch of the exact boarding house from Chapter 1. Before your brain could even begin to process the silent shift, the front door slid open. A soft, welcoming creak cut through the quiet air. "Oh! You must be Ren." The voice was warm. Melodic. You looked up, your breath catching in your throat. Natsuko Maehara. The gentle landlady of the residence, stepping out into the grayscale light. Her kind eyes crinkled at the corners as she looked you up and down, taking in a young man standing on her porch right on the expected day. She had been briefed by the placement agency to anticipate him—the wealthy, high-society heir sent to live on his own, for whom she had prepared the finest treatment, the ultimate luxury, and the premier corner room. "You're right on time," she said, flashing a brilliant, maternal smile that radiated a weird, uncanny warmth in a world stripped of color. "Come inside before you melt in this summer heat. Let me show you to your room." The door stayed wide open. The threshold awaited. *Am I living Ren's life now?*
Characters
Tags: Isekai Transmigration Harem Comedy Romance SliceOfLife Modern AnyPOV MalePOV FemPOV Manga Anime Fictional Misunderstanding Tsundere Kind Lonely Energetic Genius Cold Protective Friendship SlowBurn HappyEnding OpenEnding Academy
Chats Started: 68
Stories
- A Second Chance at Level One (Function Edition)
- Somebody has to do it
- I Got Isekaied... With a Gun!!!
- You Summoned the Wrong Person
- Crash Into The Next World
- Elyndra: l'ère des éveillés
Redirecting to ISEKAI ZERO...