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Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [183]

Tokyo International Airport.

The first figure Gotham Song saw was Mejiro Ramonu, who had clearly been waiting there for quite some time.

However, unlike the previous occasion when Gotham Song had returned to Japan and had been too afraid to face Ramonu head-on, this time she showed no intention of hiding at all—rather, she threw open her arms and latched herself onto her dear elder sister.

This scene made Mejiro Dober and Mejiro Bright, standing to the side, blink several ...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [182]

"Hey, what's with that look—like you're accusing me of abducting fillies?"

"Nothing at all, dear Trainer. Donna is merely curious why three entirely unfamiliar Uma Musume would suddenly appear at our doorstep the very next day."

The morning after the race—or rather, after Donna forcibly dragged her awake—Gotham Song truly understood what it meant when people said tomorrow and unexpected events, who knew which would come first?

"Ah, did we perhaps arrive at an inconveni...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [181]

Victory was certain of course.

In fact, Gotham Song could have made her move much earlier, easily throwing Sakhee far behind—but precisely because it would’ve been so effortless, a rare sense of mischievous amusement rose in her heart.

No—perhaps it should be said, in such a fitting scenario, wasn’t it perfectly reasonable for her to provide a bit of practical instruction to the younger Uma Musume from her own team who were watching right now?

Gotham Song herself was...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [180]

Without anyone in the world expecting it, Sakhee had revealed her ultimate trump card.

Even she herself wouldn't deny—this was a blade teetering precariously on the edge of failure, a weapon that had manifested only through miraculous coincidence. Yet despite this, it remained Sakhee’s final and most dependable tool.

She’d drawn this dagger upon the very brink of the cliff, determined to prove her worth through an iron grip on the lead for the full 2000 meters of dirt, to se...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [179]

Within the narrow gates, what exactly was it that could feel even more terrifying than silence?

Naturally, wouldn’t it be the sheer aura of absolute confidence radiating from the powerful Uma Musume next to you, as if victory was already in her grasp?

However, such a thing didn’t pose any significant issue for Gotham Song. In this Dubai World Cup, a race attracting worldwide attention, Gotham Song—who could theoretically choose any running style—had been assigned a gate ne...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [178]

Astronomer's eyes blazed as if aflame, yet Sakhee was different.

In her eyes, rather than a flame that had just ignited, it seemed as if it had never extinguished at all…!

That was precisely how Gotham Song felt—like the Uma Musume before her was a terrifying, eternally furious war machine, determined to burn through every opponent who dared block her path. For her, stopping was never an option. Either she blasted aside all enemies or transformed herself into the final bullet,...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [177]

On the day of the Dubai World Cup, something particularly unusual happened: the famously pristine track of Dubai’s Meydan Racecourse was unexpectedly dotted by a drizzle in the early morning.

It truly was just a faint drizzle, yet in a desert city like Dubai, it was rare enough that tourists and racegoers alike were genuinely astonished.

In reality, the Dubai World Cup was merely the most renowned and prestigious race held on Dubai World Cup Day. The reason it was called Dubai W...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [176]

It was the day before the Dubai World Cup.

You could say today every single other piece of news around the globe had to take a back seat—the spotlight belonged solely to the Dubai World Cup.

After all, the official statement that intentionally hinted they were “protecting other contestants” was far too provocative. No matter how people tried, they couldn’t settle on a convincing answer. Thus, during all this time, the Dubai World Cup and its mysterious entrant became the c...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [175]

Usually, about one week before the Dubai World Cup, the full list of participating racers would already be announced.

But this year's Dubai World Cup seemed to be a little bit different. For one of the races, unbelievably, there was still a blank spot on the official participant list—even at this universally acknowledged final deadline.

That was extremely abnormal. Usually, the earlier an Uma Musume’s participation was announced, the higher her popularity rankings would climb�...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [174]

Gotham Song spent a very pleasant afternoon at the water park with Vivlos.

Initially, Gotham Song had just assumed that Vivlos was a little good at being spoiled—but reality soon proved her wrong.

Vivlos wasn’t just a bit good at being spoiled—she was unbelievably, terrifyingly good at it.

When they entered the water park, Gotham Song had still been lost in confusion. Vivlos, however, quickly spotted their critical blind spot—that both of them were in casual clothes,...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [173]

Gotham Song could only stare, speechless, at the nonsense coming out of Sunday Silence’s mouth. But other than being speechless, she really didn’t feel much else. How was she supposed to describe her mood?

She was Sunday Silence. Other than surrendering, what else could she even do?

Yeah—something like that. Especially since that sort of resignation reached its absolute peak at one very specific moment—

When she woke up the next morning to find Manhattan Caf...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [172]

When did Gotham Song first stumble across that website?

Probably sometime before the Japan Cup. Back then, the site was still primitive—she’d just finished the Kikuka Sho, her reputation hadn’t yet flipped, and at the time, the whole thing had only a handful of sections.

The general discussion board, Gotham Song × Tokai Teio CP threads, Gotham Song × Twilight Song CP threads, and one “miscellaneous pairings” board for every other niche combo.

As bizarre as it sou...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [171]

Dubai truly is a magical country.

On one hand, its abundant resources stem from a favorable geographical location and natural conditions, generating massive revenue. On the other, the fact that its actual period of rapid development has been incredibly short.

All in all, Dubai is a fantastical country from any angle you look at it. Still, there’s one undeniable truth everyone must admit:

Dubai is developed—exceedingly developed, in every possible sense of the word.

Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [10]

Out of sheer politeness, Hikigaya Hachiman still chose to respond. "Does rain really need to choose when it falls?"

"Good question," Shirase praised, his eyes genuinely appreciative. "Think about it—if everyone uses umbrellas when it rains, isn't the rain falling for nothing?"

Huh?

What’s this guy saying?

Is something wrong with my ears, or is there something wrong with his mouth?

Hikigaya looked over, thoroughly bewildered.

But Shirase completely ignor...

Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [9]

In the end, Isshiki Iroha didn’t ask what was on her mind.

Though she was in the same class as the Nakano quintuplets, they rarely interacted—certainly not enough to call it familiarity.

Among the five, the only one she could somewhat call an acquaintance was Nakano Yotsuba, the cheerful, ever-helpful one.

But right now, Yotsuba’s attention was clearly elsewhere.

Isshiki kept her head down, continuing to fill out her form, as Yotsuba’s voice chirped through the...

Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [8]

The usually deserted clubroom had suddenly gained an unexpected visitor. She stood gracefully in front of Shirase, a sweet smile on her face, perfectly polite.

“Did you need something?” Shirase met her gaze calmly.

Isshiki Iroha took a soft breath, as if mustering courage. “Um, the soccer club’s former manager stepped down, correct?”

“That’s right.”

“Then… I’d like to apply to become the new manager.”

“Are you serious?” Shirase finally...

Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [7]

“Did you need something, Kirisu-sensei?”

Unfazed by the cool-beauty persona she projected, Shirase calmly sat down before Kirisu Mafuyu.

Kirisu-sensei sat perfectly straight, gracefully crossing her slender legs wrapped neatly in black stockings, assuming a posture fitting a serious discussion.

“Kojima-sensei should’ve conveyed my concerns to you already, correct?”

Shirase nodded. “Yes. I sincerely appreciate your concern, Kirisu-sensei, but I haven’t rea...

Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [6]

Hayama Hayato really was trying to think of a solution—but at the moment, he had no clue what to do.

If he used his popularity around school to recruit people, he could probably fill the nearly-abandoned soccer club with newcomers in just a single day.

But the problem was, recruiting bodies wasn’t enough. They had to actually know how to play.

If all the new members were just there to make up the numbers, their third-year captain—on the verge of graduating—w...

Tracen's Love Defense War [10]

After submitting the most troublesome batch of review paperwork, all Yayoi Natural had to do was sit in Maruzen’s house and wait.

Her daughter’s identity application could only be filed after Yayoi Natural’s own registration was completed.

Therefore, what truly mattered to Yayoi Natural right now was something else.

“Names…”

Yayoi Natural had never gotten around to thinking of a name for her daughter.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to spend the ti...

Tracen's Love Defense War [9]

Spending Maruzensky’s money, using Maruzensky’s kitchen, sitting on Maruzensky’s chair—eating food cooked by the girl Maruzensky wanted to help.

Mr. C.B. couldn’t help but think:

Delicious!

Of course, more importantly—

“You’re a really good cook.”

Setting down her chopsticks, Mr. C.B. glanced toward Tokai Natural, who sat quietly to one side, not eating, just waiting nervously.

“You’re not going to eat?”

“I… only b...

Tracen's Love Defense War [8]

Maruzensky wasn’t coming home tonight either.

She hadn't returned to the Tracen Academy dorms for some time now, nor would she be visiting this place during this period.

Of course, there was another reason—Maruzensky was busy handling Tokai Natural’s identity registration papers.

So, for the time being, Maruzensky wouldn’t be coming here at all.

But…

"The registration might fail."

Recalling what Maruzensky had said before leaving, Tokai Natural co...

Tracen's Love Defense War [7]

Nearly a month had passed since Tokai Natural first moved into Maruzensky’s house, and finally, her new documents were ready.

During this past month, Maruzensky had spent most of her free time here after completing her duties at Tracen Academy.

There was good reason for this. After all, Tokai Natural was now penniless and had a child to care for, so she’d grown heavily dependent on Maruzensky for daily needs.

And now…

Sitting in a wooden chair, Maruzensky stared ...

Tracen's Love Defense War [6]

Tokai Natural, current occupation: single mother.

Side job: being the “kept woman” in a hidden-away home.

For Tokai Natural, who’d already been living in Maruzensky’s home for a week, there was no point arguing against this description.

Because, frankly speaking, it was exactly the truth.

The only thing was that Maruzensky hadn’t done anything questionable to her yet.

Moreover…

Glancing at Maruzensky, who sat quietly on a wooden chair nearby, To...

Ophis Wants Silence [10]

“My king, these disasters have gone on for too long. Please make a decision.”

A rare trace of discomfort crossed Ophis’s face. She rubbed the space between her brows.

Resolve the disasters...? I’m not some dragon who commands wind, rain, or sunlight...

“I understand. You may leave.”

After the priestess withdrew, Enkidu stepped forward. Her usual gentle smile was gone, replaced by quiet gravity.

“Nature is enraged,” she said.

“Then...

Ophis Wants Silence [9]

Without a doubt, Enkidu loved humanity.

Perhaps she loved the myriad creatures of nature even more—but that didn’t change the truth of her affection for humans.

Under her influence, Ophis, too, began observing this “interesting” species—so Enkidu called them—with greater attention.

From Ophis’s perspective, humans were far too fickle. What they affirmed one day, they denied the next. Compared to dragons or gods, their minds were astonishingly inconsistent.

Ophis Wants Silence [8]

On this day, the people of Uruk were filled with joy.

Their once-indifferent king had finally appeared before them again. The order that had frayed under her neglect was now being restored.

Hearts long heavy with worry began to ease.

...

“This… should be enough.”

Setting aside the stone tablets covered in records, Ophis sat back.

Why does an era so advanced in technology… have no paper?

“You see? It wasn’t that hard, right, Ophis?”

Ophis Wants Silence [7]

The vast sky, the wide earth, and the grand city standing firm in the distance—

That was the first sight it beheld upon its birth.

For any being seeing such a world for the first time, the scene should have been breathtaking—something to cherish.

Yet, at that moment, it lacked the reason to feel awe.

It had no soul.

Driven purely by instinct, it roamed the plains and forests like a wild beast.

From the direction of that distant city, it could sense some...

Ophis Wants Silence [6]

On the northern plains of Uruk, an army—considerable in size for its time—was slowly marching forward.

In this Age of Gods, magical beasts—creatures far stronger than ordinary animals and capable of wielding magical energy—were common. Naturally, people had learned how to tame and ride them.

The commander of the army sat atop a leopard-like magical beast, scanning the surroundings with a wary gaze. His square, knightly face tightened into a frown.

“Still no movemen...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [610]

“Swampert is unable to battle—Eevee wins!” the referee declared.

After exchanging blows several times, Swampert had ultimately fallen to Eevee. Another Return from Eevee had finished it off.

“Vee~!”

Though clearly tired, the moment she heard she’d won, Eevee’s expression lit up with joy, bouncing happily across the field.

Watching this small, springy creature, Wallace found it hard to reconcile the playful Eevee before him with the one that had just taken...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [609]

Preparing seriously for battle was just something August casually said—actually doing it was impossible. After returning home, he flopped onto the couch and relaxed to his heart’s content.

“Are you really not worried about tomorrow’s match at all?” Gary asked, watching August cuddle Eevee while absorbed in a cheesy drama.

“What’s there to worry about?” August looked genuinely puzzled.

Gary hesitated at the sight of August’s confidence, words lingering on th...