Aoki noticed that Kita had hesitated for a moment before saying, “I understand, Aoki-senpai.”
He had opened his mouth, ready to say something like, “If you have any concerns, it’s okay to say no,” but before he could put the words together, Kita had already accepted the role of lead vocalist.
His chance to speak was cut off.
For a brief moment, he fell silent.
After a moment of hesitation, Aoki decided not to push the topic further.
The group dinner did...
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Aside from Nijika, the rest of the girls were visibly surprised as well.
But Aoki had no idea what was running through their minds at that moment.
After briefly offering an explanation, he turned his gaze toward Kita Ikuyo.
He didn’t speak right away. Instead, he paused to think for a moment.
Aoki Kei had decided: he wanted Kita to sing "Fireworks."
Unlike last time when he made a rushed decision without considering the consequences—this time, he had...
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The moment Aoki confirmed the title of the song they'd be performing, even without explaining what kind of song it was, the girls were already stunned.
No exaggeration—if Kessoku Band really did collaborate on a film produced by Yuusuke Niijima, and everything went smoothly with no issues in quality or execution, then once the movie premiered, one thing was certain:
Kessoku Band's name would blow up.
But that was exactly where th...
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[TL NOTE – To avoid confusion, I’ll use [HIMEKO] to refer to the Himeko from the other timeline, and lowercase [Himeko] for the one from Nagami’s world.]
Between two different multiverses, there exists a phenomenon where counterparts share a mental connection.
Just like the bond between the heiress and true Kiana, or between Nagami and the Doctor.
If it were within the same multiverse or between parallel worlds born of that single universe, this phenom...
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“Nagami, huh?”
The words slipped out like a murmur as HIMEKO gazed at the blazing crimson figure in the sky, one strike cleaving apart the Herrscher of the Void.
She couldn’t help but curse without the slightest regard for decorum.
“...Tch. Damn it, I’m so jealous.”
A savior—that’s what he looked like.
‘Damn it! Why didn’t our world have a Nagami during the Third Eruption?’
From Ji Lin’s memories, she could see it c...
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If sarcasm were a formal field of study, the residents of the Ruyi Dormitory could easily be ranked into three tiers.
Sitting at the absolute top, on the throne in the heavens, was none other than Kasumigaoka Utaha.
She could look a bothersome person dead in the eye, keep a perfectly straight face, and say, “Seeing something that ugly is truly bad for my eyes. I feel like my abilities just dropped by about 0.5.”
But truth be told… this was sti...
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Kyousuke gently stroked Yamauchi Sakura’s head, his voice as soft as cherry blossoms blooming in early spring.
Gentle and serene—like flowers that bloom quietly when no one is watching—slipping into your heart without a sound, becoming a part of the scenery you can’t imagine living without.
“…Whether it’s Mitsuha, Yukinoshita, or Megumi, I’m sure they all feel lucky to have you as a friend.”
Kyousuke didn’t know exactly what had happened between Sakura an...
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Originally, Aoki had planned to head to the live house with Ryo for practice.
But the atmosphere between them had been painfully awkward ever since this morning.
Not wanting to endure that tension any longer, he decided to head home after lunch instead.
Even right before he left, their conversation was unusually sparse.
It felt nothing like their usual dynamic—more like stepping back in time by two months.
Back then, Ryo barely spoke because of her personality,...
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Aoki Kei had full confidence in the piece he composed—“Fireworks” (打上花火).
But even so, he hadn’t expected Niijima Yusuke to have such an intense reaction to just the intro of the song.
Still, if Niijima’s enthusiasm was any indication, it looked like the collaboration was as good as confirmed.
Staring at Niijima’s latest email, Aoki thought for a few seconds before replying:
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Hypnos, the god of sleep, might not be welcomed among the gods, but he always manages to turn danger into safety.
His ability to lull anyone into slumber—god or mortal—is irresistible.
Even those cursed by the goddess of fate could still, in the quiet of night, dream of the finest white bread.
Time never bends to anyone’s will. The two of them stayed locked in each other’s arms, even after the last tomato was gone.
From the stew pot, the mellow sweetness of pap...
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In another world.
The Honkai Emperor that had launched the surprise attack collapsed with a thunderous crash, engulfed in roaring flames.
Holding her greatsword, Murata Himeko let out a long breath.
Her body felt lighter than it ever had before.
The pain from her wounds had faded, replaced by an overwhelming surge of power that poured forth in time with her boiling spirit.
“Phew… everyone, wait for me. I’m back!”
…
The Hyperion crui...
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“Hmph, I’ve been waiting for you long enough!”
Murata Himeko gripped her crimson greatsword in both hands, taking a battle stance against the approaching Herrscher of the Void.
“Are you ready… to meet your death? ☆~”
Exuding the aura of a domineering queen, the Herrscher of the Void still kept her left hand behind her back while slowly extending her right hand toward Himeko.
“What—?”
Himeko’s body began moving forwa...
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It’s a well-known fact that people often say the wrong thing when they're feeling awkward, nervous, or under pressure.
Saying "What a coincidence" to Yamada Ryo right now? Yeah... not the best choice of words.
Especially when he greeted Nijika with a proper, “Ah, Ijichi-san,” and then randomly blurted “What a coincidence” to Ryo.
In this context, it just came off… weird.
But Ryo understood exactly where Aoki was coming from when he said that.
Because,...
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“Ah~~ As expected of Kyousuke. Even the sweet nothings you say offhand sound so beautiful.”
Sakura cupped her cheeks, rubbing her head against the boy behind her, squirming in an exaggeratedly shy manner.
“Dazzling… hey~ dazzling, dazzling…”
She whispered the words over and over, occasionally bursting into silly giggles, utterly intoxicated.
Beneath the blanket, Kyousuke gently squeezed her hand in response.
“That wasn’t a sweet nothing,” he sai...
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Her fiery-red hair blazed like a living flame, and a few fleeting traces of pain crossed her pale, strikingly beautiful face.
Sweat trickled down her cheeks, sliding along the curve of her neck.
Murata Himeko on the other side gasped for breath, her arms trembling as she braced herself against the wall, forcing her body to move.
The staircase stretched endlessly downward.
‘What is going on here…?’
She narrowed her eyes, reaching out—only for her ...
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A dozen Emperor-class Honkai Beasts gathered together like a true natural disaster made flesh.
Steel buildings crumbled under deafening roars, dust blanketed the sky, and the very ground trembled in a slow, ominous rhythm.
Beastly howls rattled the air as Rita and Theresa—wielding the power of Judas—found themselves surrounded.
Standing back-to-back, they fended off the tightening encirclement.
With Theresa’s strength, they could just barely hold the line… but ...
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Aoki held his breath, staring at the panel in front of him displaying three options. For a moment, he was completely unsure what to do.
After a silent pause, he began wavering on which one to pick.
Option One: Do nothing.
Low risk, low reward.
It was the safest, sure—but also incredibly underwhelming. Still, he decided to keep it in reserve. If he couldn’t decide, he could always fall back on this one.
Option Two...
To ...
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Outside the kotatsu, Yamada Ryo stiffened slightly, not responding to the vague confusion in Nijika’s voice.
That was, until Nijika let out a light exclamation.
“Oh! Found it! Jeez, it was shoved way in the back…”
She stopped rummaging and pulled out her still-sealed spare drumsticks from the cabinet.
Glancing over them, she then turned back toward Yamada Ryo.
She still felt something was a little off about Ryo’s behavior today.
But after blinking...
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“You… what do you mean by that!?”
In a sudden burst of motion, Himeko darted right up to the white-haired boy, her words tinged with urgency and barely restrained excitement.
Her shoulders trembled, betraying the emotions roiling inside her.
Everyone else’s gaze snapped toward Kanami as well.
“If I couldn’t do anything, do you really think I’d just let everyone watch this? I would’ve smashed this singularity apart a long time ago!”
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‘Crunch, crunch.’
The crisp carrot broke under their teeth, releasing a faint sweetness that spread in their mouths, pulling both of them back to thoughts of earlier intimacy.
Kyousuke’s cooking movements slowed, his gestures becoming gentler.
Behind him, Sakura had stopped whatever she was doing earlier and simply clung to him—arms wrapped snugly around his waist, face resting against his back, her breathing slow and even.
It was the ...
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“Everyone gathers around the sun, soaking up its warmth without pause. Isn’t it only natural to give something back in return?”
Faced with Kyousuke’s puzzled look, Sakura spoke with utter seriousness.
“When we eat, we should give thanks with sincerity. Why should heartfelt prayers only appear outside the doors of an operating room?”
“But…”
Kyousuke was left speechless.
The older he got, the more he regretted it—regretted that, as a child, he...
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Inside the kotatsu.
Thanks to the air conditioning, Yamada Ryo’s bedroom was pretty chilly.
So even while Aoki was hiding under the kotatsu, aside from it being a little stuffy, he wasn’t physically uncomfortable at all.
Mentally, though? He was freaking out.
This situation—like some delinquent blonde guy hiding from the main girlfriend was just too surreal.
The closer those footsteps outside the kotatsu came, the more his nerves went haywi...
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There was no doubt about it—Suki-san had definitely gotten the wrong idea.
Staring at Aoki’s face, which was painted with that unmistakable “Don’t worry, I get it” expression, Ryo who was usually composed and emotionally reserved showed a rare, almost urgent need to explain herself.
Even though she had already been cut off once, she opened her mouth again, determined to clarify why she had bought that particular doujinshi magazine.
“Suki-san—about that magazine...
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“Heavy Bunny, fire!”
The stern voice command coming from the distance despite sounding like it was delivered by a little girl, and it didn’t quite match the serious tone of the battlefield.
Behind Bronya, her floating mech assistant raised its plasma cannon arm.
Invisible waves of energy condensed at the muzzle, forming a glowing orb of power.
With a delicate hand stretched out and finger pointed at the oncoming Temple-class Honkai Beast, the girl fired.
Bu...
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Unlike the cocky Vegito from Dragon Ball, who wasted time toying with his enemies and ended up burning through his fusion time, Kanami wasn’t about to make that same mistake.
He had no interest in playing games with his opponent just for laughs.
Still… with his strength? It wouldn’t have hurt to enjoy tossing Ji Lin around a little.
But for Kanami, this level of battle didn’t even qualify as a warm-up.
It was no challenge—barely a flick of h...
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Kyousuke’s hand roamed over Sakura’s slender waist, unable to get enough of the soft, delicate curves pressed against his chest.
Her skin, blushing faintly, was as pale and fine as fresh powdered snow—the kind poets described as “gathered beneath the moon.”
"Mwah... Mmh, mmph... Mmh..."
"Mmh... Mmh...❤️"
The air was filled with the sound of soft, breathy moan...
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Although their tender, melting movements had already stopped for a while, the intoxicating, mind-drowning kisses had clearly drained their strength.
Even Sakura, who had been the one passively receiving them, was still breathing unevenly.
A fine sheen of sweat clung to her forehead and nose, and her slender figure and her pale skin tinted with a tempting blush glistened under the moonlight like smooth, warm porcelain.
Her hands were looped loosely around Kyousuke’s neck as...
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“Finish today’s business today—so if we just keep today going forever, we’ll have more time. Isn’t that what you taught me, Kyousuke?”
Sakura murmured the words, but before Kyousuke could answer, she tilted her head and asked, “Why didn’t you bring Celty-san back with you?”
Kyousuke didn’t bother with something meaningless like Why would I bring Celty home?
Not when the girl in his arms knew him inside and out—every little flaw, every petty tho...
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After about a 15-minute train ride, followed by a walk under the scorching midday sun, Aoki arrived at the address Yamada Ryo had given him.
Just as he expected, it took around 20 minutes in total.
The destination was a luxurious standalone house that looked nothing like the modest apartment he lived in—it was on a completely different level.
He vaguely remembered that Ryo was what you’d call a “stealthy rich girl,” so seeing this upscale home didn’t exactly surpri...
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Spending too much time around weird people tends to make you weird, too.
Aoki thought there was some truth to that.
Take now, for example—after hanging around Ryo for a while, he knew full well that her inviting him out to eat definitely had some kind of ulterior motive.
And yet…
He was curious. Even a little excited to see what kind of nonsense she’d pull this time.
...Does looking forward to that count as some kind of low-key masochism?
His thoughts...
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