"Hah?!"
Shiroi Shiori made a sound of sheer disbelief, eyes widening, frozen stiff on the spot.
She’d understood everything Kuroba Akira had said so far, even felt intense resonance with his thoughts. But this moment—this exact moment—she suddenly couldn’t understand.
Just what on earth is this person saying?
Yet Akira hadn’t finished. He continued to escalate his offer.
First, he raised one finger, then extended another, wearing an expression ...
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Though Kuroba Akira had already formed a wicked scheme inside, he still appeared completely earnest as he spoke:
"But all those things I mentioned earlier—they're just my personal thoughts. Not some absolute truths. You don't have to accept everything fully, and actually, I hope you don't."
"Huh? Why? Everything you said made perfect sense!"
Shiroi Shiori paused her note-taking, lifting her head in confusion.
"Because I don't want you to become a slave to trends."
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“All right, Shiroi-san, I understand. Could you please get up first? The penalty game is already over, there’s no need for this grand gesture...”
“I’m not getting up unless you agree!”
“Fine, fine, I agree! Isn’t that good enough?”
“Really? You’ll teach me?”
Shiroi Shiori lifted her head, overjoyed—and from this angle, Kuroba Akira could perfectly glimpse the flat slopes of her runway.
Hey… you’re showing again, little Shiori…<...
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Kuroba Akira squatted down beside her, gently placing his hand atop her head.
Shiroi Shiori felt the touch above her; though she couldn’t see clearly, judging by the angle of the hand, she realized Kuroba Akira wasn’t standing in front of her, but had come to her side.
He hadn’t accepted her dogeza.
“Say, Shiroi-san, do you want to become a professional author?”
“Yes, I do—no… I absolutely must become an author!”
Shiroi Shiori had never...
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Yet, the wager wasn't fully executed.
Merely stripping bare wasn’t enough; the dogeza remained.
Shiroi Shiori had to prostrate herself before Kuroba Akira, surrendering completely, naked as the day she was born.
Perhaps this was even harder for her than simply removing her clothes.
And reality indeed matched this thought.
Shiroi Shiori desperately wished she could quickly kneel, just so she could dress again—at least then the humiliation would lessen somewhat...
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Ogawa Sayuki’s eyelids twitched slightly. She herself didn't understand—clearly knowing exactly what was happening on the other end, yet somehow…she didn’t want to end the call.
Was it mischief? A desire to hear her sister's embarrassment again, like at dinner a few days ago?
Sayuki couldn’t fully grasp her own thoughts. She leaned slightly backward, long, toned legs crossing elegantly.
“Sis, are you still listening?”
“Mm…”
“I'll quickly upd...
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Ogawa Fumika had never realized changing clothes could be such a lengthy ordeal—so exhausting that her limbs went soft, making it impossible to stand steadily.
“Chi…Chiba-kun…is it enough?”
“Sorry, I got a little carried away, took too long,” Chiba Shuuichi finally relented after checking repeatedly.
“It...it's fine…as long as Chiba-kun is happy…” Ogawa Fumika hugged his shirt, shaking her head shyly. “Um…let me scrub your back, Chiba-kun.”
...
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Most of a person's ticklish spots are concentrated around the neck, underarms, ribs, waist, abdomen, groin, inner thighs, and soles of the feet—each extremely sensitive to touch.
To properly punish Madame, that bad woman who'd teased a young man’s heart, Chiba Shuuichi didn’t spare a single spot.
In fact, he targeted even more.
After more than ten minutes, Ogawa Fumika was slumped on the floor, flushed bright red, her peach-blossom eyes misty with tears, clothing in di...
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Holding an umbrella, Chiba Shuuichi strolled leisurely toward the Management Office, listening to the rain patter against the canopy above.
He peeked inside, but Ogawa Fumika was nowhere to be seen. Next door at the Beauty Salon, workers were busy setting up equipment on the first floor.
It had only been two days since he’d last seen Taichi, but even after celebrating over the phone last night, there was still an odd restlessness in his chest.
Instead of heading straight h...
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Nase Sumire replayed the earlier scene in her head and realized—realistically, there was no way he could’ve moved that fast. After reading, he’d just sat right back down without the chair even creaking.
“That’s right.” Chiba Shuuichi nodded, casual as ever. “I just made a random guess. Didn’t think I’d hit the mark so fast. Guess Sensei and I have great chemistry, huh?”
“…”
Nase Sumire’s face instantly darkened—this was even worse than peeking! ...
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In truth, Soyo’s answer didn’t matter to Kyo anymore.
Here, in this kind of moment, in this setting, the words Soyo would say were almost painfully predictable. Kyo even caught herself thinking playfully about reciting them in her head, half a beat before Soyo spoke.
She could already picture the desperate explanation, the anxious eyes, the small fidgeting gestures trying to prove sincerity.
A rain like this—straightforward, clear, almost painfully honest.
But th...
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From the moment the three began their walk through the sunshower—to Kyo quietly unraveling the tangled threads between Soyo and Sakiko under that gentle drizzle, to her forming possible solutions in her mind—only about ten seconds had passed.
She already had two.
But Kyo didn’t act right away. She just kept walking, slow and unhurried, letting the rain patter softly around them.
Because she’d already rejected both.
Take the second one, for instance—using gent...
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When people hear that Kikukawa Kyo loves rainy days and dislikes the kind of heat that makes her chug water, they assume she must hate sunny weather, right?
Hmm… okay. Not entirely wrong, in a way. Kyo’s fondness for sunlight usually comes with conditions—usually involving water.
Like light filtering through the tiny bathroom window, soft with steam. Or a lazy weekend on the balcony, half-submerged in a kiddie pool, soaking up warmth while the water keeps her cool…
B...
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“Kyo-chan!”
Kikukawa Kyo’s sudden arrival rattled Soyo far more than it did Sakiko. Panic flickered across her face—she’d been scolded by Kyo at home once over the band, and now here she was, repeating the same mistake on purpose.
Seeing Kyo knocked the air out of her. The sadness already lodged in her chest went pale, almost hollow.
Sakiko’s beyond saving… and now I’ve made Kyo angry too?
If Kyo’s first words right now were to scold her—say she’d...
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Mutsumi listened in silence as Sakiko slowly opened up. She wasn’t great at talking about herself, but she was sharp at reading other people.
And Mutsumi could tell—Sakiko wasn’t lying. Whatever it was she felt for Kikukawa Kyo, it was real.
So Mutsumi finally asked the question she’d shelved earlier.
“Sakiko, do you like Kyo-chan?”
“Ah...” Sakiko had braced herself for it, but hearing the words out loud made it hit home: she’d just bared her heart to...
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Ultimately, under Laurent’s gentle persuasion, the soldiers reluctantly agreed.
What he’d told them wasn’t a lie. So long as Jeanne wasn’t involved, he really could tilt a battle in their favor.
Laurent planned to infiltrate the upper ranks; battlefield merit was the fastest ladder. When the time came, he could volunteer to fight Jeanne—stage a plausible defeat and withdraw so her path stayed intact. Most important was the final battle when Jeanne turned nineteen. If he ...
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“Mo—monster!”
The soldiers trapped in the blood-woven web cried out, thrashing uselessly against the threads. From their accents Laurent could tell they were English—so they must have come investigating that burst of golden light.
He didn’t kill without reason. Men sent to war were victims of circumstance; who would willingly march off to slaughter? But pity had limits. Even the pitiful carried something detestable. Poverty didn’t excuse a robber. Once these men set fo...
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“In the end, he’s truly stepped onto the path of god-slaying…”
“What, you tempted to send your true form down and kill him yourself to vent your anger?”
“Unnecessary. I’m not childish to that extent.”
“Then what was with your tone just now?”
“Fate was decided long ago. The moment he touched Absolute Evil, he became someone we must eliminate. If it weren’t for you—this so-called ‘system’—constantly interfering…”
“He’s one ...
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“Die—all of you, just die! Every one of you bastards who call yourselves justice—today, you die!”
Laurent accelerated to the edge of reason. Absolute Evil gnawed at him; earlier he’d managed to hold it down, but that restraint had broken. After swallowing an angel and adapting to its divinity, his fear of their holy power had shrunk.
Absolute Evil consumed everything—fear and hatred were its favorite food.
He sensed a faint tremor of fear from Michael.
“A...
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“Laurent, you must die here today. We cannot allow you to live any longer.”
The three archangels joined forces; golden radiance gathered in their hands and coalesced into a storm of swords that rained down on Laurent all at once.
The black mist scattered, revealing his body.
Several golden spikes pierced his limbs.
“Guhh—!”
Laurent spat blood. The golden swords held him down too effectively.
Even so, wracked by indescribable pain, he forced himsel...
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After Nino’s initial fluster faded under Shirase’s bold teasing, she gradually relaxed in the kitchen.
With the two of them working together, cooking went far faster. After all, a boy-girl team always had a certain rhythm to it—more natural than working solo.
Outside the kitchen, however, the other four sisters were anything but relaxed.
Miku and Yotsuba quietly reviewed their notes from Shirase’s earlier lesson, whispering to each other. Their conversation ...
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“Suspicious. Way too suspicious!”
The five Nakano sisters sat exchanging looks as the sounds of chopping and sizzling drifted in from the kitchen. Except for Yotsuba, everyone wore the same furrowed expression.
They’d been sitting there for twenty minutes, tossing theories back and forth, trying to figure out the mystery.
And yet, they were no closer to an answer.
“I don’t get it!”
Ichika, uncharacteristically frustrated, slumped back onto the couch l...
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Nakano Miku was the last to arrive in the living room. Once she sat down, Ichika—half-reclined on the couch—lifted her eyelids lazily. “So, he got to you too?”
“If you don’t mind, please pick a better phrase,” Miku replied evenly.
“Hah, even you gave in? Guess my theory was right—he must’ve planned this ages ago,” Ichika said, voice dripping with languid amusement.
Yotsuba, meanwhile, was the complete opposite. When Nino had called her earlier, she’d ...
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In the end, Nakano Ichika never changed clothes. After a quick wash, she came into the living room completely makeup-free.
Everything played out exactly as Shirase predicted. Her earlier “I need to get dressed” was just a stalling tactic.
Facing a thoroughly baffled Nakano Itsuki, Shirase gave her a simple explanation about the high heels.
“So basically, you gave those heels to Ichika?” Itsuki asked, face full of question marks. “But that still doesn’t add up. Wh...
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By the time Shirase arrived neatly dressed at the Nakano residence, it was Nakano Itsuki who answered the door.
“You really did show up after all,” she said gloomily, sounding like a tragic heroine straight out of a Gu Long novel.
Shirase ignored the implied “should you have come or not” and simply changed into slippers before following her into the living room. Only then did he notice something strange—aside from the two of them, the entire room was empty.
<...
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Ranma ½ started serialization back in ’96.
Shirase had read it once before, but that was ages ago. The scenes he could still recall were few and far between.
The male lead turning into a girl when splashed with cold water, then changing back with hot water—that quirky setup was unforgettable.
Holding volume one, Shirase flipped through and found himself drawn in again. The art felt undeniably old-school, but Rumiko Takahashi clearly knew what male readers liked...
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After roughly figuring out what [Immersive Hosting] could do, Shirase dove in eagerly.
It felt just like finding a new game perfectly tailored to your tastes—once you buy and install it, you can’t wait to explore every single feature.
That was exactly how Shirase felt.
He focused, recalling his teammates’ faces one by one. Within seconds, holographic figures appeared on the field behind him—everyone from reliable veterans like Hayama Hayato to the ro...
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Isshiki Iroha’s sudden burst of imagination left Shirase stunned.
Hiratsuka Shizuka, however, gave the sweetly smiling girl beside her a sharp, assessing glance. She clearly had a few thoughts of her own but chose to stay quiet.
“I’m going now,” the system said curtly, clearly done with the conversation.
Isshiki hummed softly, her tone gentle. “Don’t push yourself too hard, okay? You’re the ace of our soccer club, after all.”
“I won’t.” The system...
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Faced with Hikigaya Hachiman’s honest words, the system—completely clueless about what was going on—still managed to stay perfectly calm.
Shirase quickly filled the damned system in mentally.
[Thanks to the host’s reminder, the system now knows how to handle this situation.]
After that reply, it looked at Hikigaya and said flatly, “If you’re unwilling, then forget it.”
“Eh?”
The decisiveness caught Hikig...
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The system quit decisively this time—from picking up the pen to giving up and “drowning,” it only took ten minutes.
After tidying up the living room, it just stood there, motionless.
[Detected: host’s hunger level is low, no desire to eat.]
[System is thinking…]
“Don’t think. Come on, get in the room. I’ll teach you some problems,” Shirase said, teasing.
The system didn’t respond. It stood still for a ful...
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