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Konoha: Tsunade, I Am the Hokage! [18]

As the village gates appeared in the distance, a nostalgic look briefly flashed through Tsunade's eyes.

“What about the old guard, Raishu...?”

“Killed on a mission," Jiraiya replied quietly. "The gatekeepers now are Haneda and Tsuchihara—newly promoted chūnin.”

“No wonder I don’t recognize them.”

Though she'd been gone only a little over a year, Konoha still felt familiar—yet, the faces guarding the village gates had changed completely.

She sig...

Konoha: Tsunade, I Am the Hokage! [17]

The next day, Tanzaku Town.

Jiraiya returned to the Pavilion.

“Mr. Matsuyama, here’s your IOU. Next time you come to Konoha, bring this along. I'll have the money ready.”

“You…you’re going to pay for her?” Matsuyama Kōji asked hesitantly.

Jiraiya chuckled lightly. “Don’t worry. I'm just transferring her debt from your books onto mine.”

Matsuyama paused, then cautiously replied, “It might not be wise to cover gambling debts for someone like ...

Konoha: Tsunade, I Am the Hokage! [16]

At the inn.

Everyone sat together, enjoying some famous local dishes from Tanzaku Town. Tsunade and Jiraiya drank sake, already looking a little flushed.

Kagenori sat nervously, his heart unsettled.

Throughout the meal, Tsunade’s gaze had been repeatedly drifting toward him.

Come on, it was just a little manipulation. And for a good cause, too—it's all for Shizune's sake!

Kagenori kept his head down, eating his rice.

“When do we leave tomorro...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [55]

Judge Yoshizawa—Rinto's domineering and surprisingly tsundere future father-in-law—glared at him through his glasses.

"I need a clear answer from you. Kasumi and Sumire—which one do you actually like?"

"I know my daughters are both the sweetest, cutest girls in the world, but you can't be greedy and take them both… That would be bigamy!"

Father-in-law… is this really the level of the problem here? Rinto could only silently twitch, unsure how to respond. 2025-07-05 10:35:17 +0000 UTC View Post

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [54]

After school that day, Rinto first escorted the Yoshizawa twins back home as usual.

He watched the sisters walk upstairs, waving back three times in a row to reassure the anxious Sumire before finally turning to leave.

However, instead of going home afterward, he took the subway to the old district of Yongen-Jaya.

Only two stops away from the bustling Shibuya, this neighborhood still preserved the nostalgic charm of the previous century. Narrow alleyways barely wide enough f...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [53]

Indeed, Yoshizawa Kasumi also felt that lately, she and her sister were in an awkward position.

Originally, they had been the only two people who knew about Rinto’s secret—the special ones entangled in his Phantom Thief identity.

Not even his closest roommate, Kawaragi Momoka, knew about it.

So, despite openly pursuing Rinto, they never really considered that rock-loving older girl a rival.

After all, Momoka was simply too weak a competitor.

For a healthy 17-...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [52]

Ryuji Sakamoto’s awakening proved one crucial point—Personas could indeed be deliberately triggered, not merely granted by rare chance.

This realization carried profound meaning for Rinto, leaving him with mixed feelings.

Over these past three years, had he missed countless opportunities?

Had he, perhaps, rescued those victims who stumbled into the Metaverse too early, inadvertently preventing their awakenings?

Like Takamatsu Tomori, Iseri Nina…

Misumi Uika...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [51]

"I mentioned before that Sakamoto was part of the track team, right?"

Ann explained bit by bit.

"He was pretty good back in middle school—even ranked in the national competition. Naturally, when he entered Shujin Academy, he kept up his hard work."

She added that the track team often shared attention with Shiho’s volleyball club due to both having strong competitive records, with banners frequently displayed side by side.

But those good times didn't last.

Bec...

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Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [10]

“All right, all right—stop teasing Ruka so much, Ramonu-neesan.”

In the end, Ardan, busy helping McQueen into the car, couldn't stand it any longer.

Twilight Song had to leave the house today no matter what, but this wasn't the right way to persuade her.

Ramonu-neesan was still being far too harsh.

“Don’t let it bother you, Ruka. But it’s true we do have to visit the mall today.”

After all, the usually quiet girl had been frightened into actually sp...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [9]

You must be joking—it’s only a matter of seeing that lunatic pop up occasionally in the morning.

Would Twilight Song be scared of that?

Hmm?

Absolutely not! Let's make it perfectly clear—

She definitely wasn't afraid!

…Alright.

Let’s put it another way: If you had to choose between morning training with McQueen or Mejiro Ramonu, who would you pick?

Obviously the harmless little filly!

This wasn't cowardice, not at all! She jus...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [8]

The moment she finally returned to her room after a long, exhausting day, Twilight Song didn’t even make it to the bed. Instead, she just slumped down against the door, sliding helplessly to the floor.

Well, at least I survived today somehow.

How to put it…wasn’t the amount of information she’d received a bit overwhelming?

No, not just a bit. It was too overwhelming!

Who else could transmigrate and immediately learn they'd only live for one year—with...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [7]

The celebration was much smaller than Twilight Song had anticipated.

But honestly, this was more of a relief than a disappointment. After her initial surprise, Twilight Song found herself feeling grateful.

If they had thrown a party resembling an extravagant noble banquet, that would've been an absolute nightmare.

At least, it would've been unbearable for Twilight Song.

In reality, there were just a few people present: Twilight Song herself, Mejiro Ardan—who, for som...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [6]

The instant the car came to a stop, Twilight Song threw open the door and leaped out, vanishing into a silver-white blur.

She bolted away with such desperate speed, you'd think the gates had just opened at the racetrack and she'd skipped straight past the warm-up into a record-setting escape.

The other Uma Musume gathered near the entrance didn't even have time to react, standing bewildered until Mejiro Ardan approached them.

“Ruka, she… what's going on?”

“Mayb...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [5]

Going home, or rather, returning to the Mejiro household?

Clearly, Mejiro Ardan had hesitated, deliberately altering what she'd been about to say, using a somewhat more distant phrasing.

But did Twilight Song care about these nuances?

She just nodded quietly, trailing behind the pale blue-haired Uma Musume.

As she settled into the back seat of the car, sinking softly into the plush leather upholstery, the scenery outside the window began sliding swiftly backward. Only ...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [4]

Twilight Song slowly made her way forward, carefully clinging to the wall as she moved.

She stayed so close purely out of fear that another wave of that sickening sweetness would rise in her throat, causing her to collapse helplessly again.

If that happened, it'd be far too embarrassing—not to mention dangerous if anyone happened to find her like that.

And besides… where exactly was she supposed to go now that the race was over?

Her eyes drifted uncertainly toward ...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [3]

[Race completed. Skill has been automatically disabled.]

[Detected host victory in debut race. System officially bound.]

[Optional quest updated: Winner’s Stage]

[Quest Reward: None]

Twilight Song’s expression darkened immediately.

What did that mean? So, the system only became official after winning her debut race? If she'd spent her lifespan and still lost, she'd ha...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [2]

“The race begins! First out of the gates is our white comet, the proud Uma Musume—Twilight Song!”

“Yes, that was a dazzling, flawless start! She didn’t waste a millisecond, accelerating the instant the gates opened!”

Proud white comet?

What a strange nickname—but Twilight Song didn't have the leisure to care right now.

As an Uma Musume stepping onto the track for the very first time, she had a much more pressing matter to focus on:

Taming her own b...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! [1] & Synopsis

Transmigration? Uma Musume? I'm the protagonist? If you're transmigrated into a world where you only have one year left, do you just lie dow

Transmigration? Uma Musume? I'm the protagonist?

If you're transmigrated into a world where you only have one year left, do you just lie down and wait to die?

Instead, Twilight Song decided she would give everything she had to become a legend, living forever in everyone's hearts.

But just when she truly became a legend and died gl...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [10]

“Oysters…” Mizuno groaned weakly, shocked that he’d ever utter those words himself.

He slumped over the table, belly bloated like a woman six months pregnant.

After 217 attempts, only 51 had earned an A or better. The rest of the failures had all ended up inside him. Even though each sample was only a tiny sip, the sheer quantity was equivalent to drinking a bucket of water.

He hadn't just been drinking the failures either—he had to sample each successful batch too...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [9]

“All right, then—I choose you, Urara!”

Mizuno tapped on Haru Urara’s card. A dazzling pink glow burst from it, and a cheerful voice rang out:

“Urara will win first place!”

Mizuno had ultimately selected Haru Urara.

He chose her because, compared to Rice Shower—who would inevitably trigger his unconditional affection as an Onii-sama—Urara was someone Mizuno could approach with more calmness.

Moreover, managing Urara was famously 200% safe. The main...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [8]

[Using Random Uma Musume Selection Ticket (Choose 1 of 3)]

Three cards floated out from Mizuno’s mind, hovering before him.

At the bottom right was a tiny trash bin icon, implying he could discard cards he didn't want.

A petite Uma Musume with chestnut-brown hair and vibrant blue eyes. A distinctive white crescent-shaped lock of hair framed her forehead. Dressed in a white-and-blue racing outfit accented by a vivid red cape,...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [7]

Fortunately, Mizuno managed to quickly wash off the sticky patch in an empty restroom. While he couldn't completely remove the honey scent, he'd greatly reduced its impact on his low presence. As long as he didn't linger in one place longer than two or three minutes, no one would notice him.

"Everyone, please follow me to the conference room," said Hayakawa Tazuna gently. "There, veteran trainers will share their experiences and advice for future planning. It’s an essential meeting fo...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [6]

Mizuno rounded the corner behind the school building, confirming Tokai Teio could no longer see him, before finally collapsing onto one knee, breathing heavily in sheer relief.

“Haa... haa...” Mizuno clutched his chest, gulping down fresh air, replenishing the oxygen he'd desperately missed.

Only now did he dare reveal the true extent of his exhaustion from that frantic sprint.

There was an ironclad rule in these cursed fanfics:

NEVER let an Uma Musume realize ...