B_N_F2

After years of exhausting work as an editor, constantly meeting impossible deadlines and dealing with frustrating clients, he finally reached the finish line—his long-awaited vacation. No more emails, no more last-minute revisions, just pure, uninterrupted laziness. 

His perfect plan? Lock himself inside his house, watch his favorite shows, playing video games, sleep to his heart’s content, and embrace a life of pure relaxation. 

But just as he was about to enjoy the bliss of doing absolutely nothing… he woke up somewhere else. 

Not just anywhere—but in another world, inside the body of a young noble boy. And not just any noble boy—the second son of a Marquis, notorious for his laziness and bad reputation. 

Great. Just great. 

Yet, instead of questioning the absurdity of his situation, he did what he did best—ignored everything and went back to sleep. 

Unfortunately, the world refused to let him be.


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[System installed...] 

[Congratulations, Host! You have been chosen as the new candidate of this world.] 

[Please complete the following task to finish the quest and receive a reward.] 

[Warning: Failure to complete the quest within the time limit will result in consequences.] 

[...] 

[...] 

[...Host?] 

[Didn’t you hear what I said?] 

[WAKE UP!] 

Zzzzz… 

And so, his peaceful days were over before they even began. 

Now, with an annoying system breathing down his neck, a family that already expects nothing from him but Spoils him like idiot, a hateful Tsundere brother, and a world filled with magic power, skills, abilities, monsters, adventures, struggles and dangers, and all he wants is to laze around. 

But will the world really let him?
The Answer is: Of course I will

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The Second Son of the Marquis Wants to Laze Around

The loud slam of his palm against the desk made Mereoleona flinch involuntarily, her shoulders tensing as the force of the impact echoed through the study.

"I don't want to hear your excuses!" her father snapped, his deep voice reverberating off the walls. His piercing gaze bore into her, sharp with fury. "You were supposed to meet your fiancé, have a simple conversation, and get to know him. That was all. But instead, you let your knight run out of control and didn't stop him!?"

His words struck like a whip, each syllable laced with growing frustration.

"You let him get humiliated by a weak boy who has never held a sword in his life!" The Count's voice grew louder, his hands balling into fists atop his desk. The veins in his temples pulsed with barely restrained anger.

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