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Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [16]

Although both Naruto and Gorilla Sakura were Children of Destiny, there was still a huge difference between them.

Right now, the biggest difference was that Gorilla Sakura was seeing the flowers on the other shore—while Naruto merely spat out all the food, rinsed her mouth by the creek, and quickly recovered.

Naruto’s survivability, even tougher than a cockroach, was enviable, but precisely because of this, she often ended up as Hoshino’s guinea pig.

…Was this luck o...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [75]

In truth, Satoshi wasn’t initially that fixated on Torchic. Within the massive EcoDome, countless Pokémon lived, so finding a suitable partner was relatively easy.

But that first moment their eyes met, Satoshi immediately felt a powerful urge to catch it. In that mutual gaze, he saw a fierce stubbornness—something deeply familiar to him.

A faint spark of fighting spirit hidden in those eyes made Satoshi determined to make it his partner.

Weakness didn’t matter; they j...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [74]

What am I supposed to say at a time like this?

Sakiko's cheeks were faintly flushed as she stared at Satoshi before her.

Just moments ago, she was nothing but a poor girl eating the cheapest meal in the cafeteria. Her tight financial situation had nearly made her forget the taste of proper food. But now, this homemade bento’s exquisite taste reminded her of the high-class cuisine she'd once enjoyed in her heiress days.

It was clear Satoshi had put in serious effort.

...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [73]

[Hey, Satodear, isn't someone following us?]

Furiko's voice sounded in his head, but Satoshi's attention was still mostly on his battles, and he wasn’t particularly concerned about it.

“Probably. But compared to stuff like that, I'd rather battle more.”

It seemed the other party was using some kind of move to conceal their presence and stalk him secretly, but since Satoshi didn't sense any hostility, he genuinely didn't care. 2025-10-09 03:17:35 +0000 UTC View Post

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [72]

The EcoDome was a facility at Blueberry Academy, designed by Cyrano to artificially replicate ideal habitats for Pokémon. Within this world-renowned ocean garden, every environment existed solely to cultivate powerful trainers.

The EcoDome in Rainbow Wing City was somewhat different. Normally, an Eco-Core sphere would hang suspended beneath the dome, filled with liquid infused with a certain substance imported from Paldea.

This substance emitted Terastal energy, making Tera eleme...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [71]

Losing a single battle isn’t really a big deal—he can always win it back later.

Right now, Satoshi’s still in a growth stage. Once he gets his Mega Ring, Dynamax Band, and Z-Ring, with all these cheats strapped to him, even Mythical Pokémon can be defeated—he might even take down certain Legendaries, like Suicune.

Not to mention his Pokémon are rapidly getting stronger as well, so there’s really no need to rush.

His opponents are indeed strong—but not overwhelm...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [155]

"McQueen-senpai?"

Kitasan Black’s ears twitched sharply at that familiar name.

Then, twitching again in surprise, she widened her eyes.

"Rice-senpai…? W-why are you also—wait, no! You're definitely welcome! Welcome, Rice-senpai!"

Remembering how Silence Suzuka had "misunderstood" her earlier, she hastily corrected herself:

"My name is Kitasan Black! It's our first meeting, please take care of me, Rice-senpai!"

Startled, the petite Uma Musume shrank ba...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [154]

Though the earlier overload training uphill was just a preliminary test, Kitasan Black was clearly exhausted.

Yasui Makoto wasn’t surprised by this.

From his experience with extreme acrobatics, he was all too familiar with the intensity of such workouts and knew well what it felt like the first time.

Usually, few trainees could even complete their first overload session without needing to stop halfway or end early.

Even those who managed to finish often ended up with...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [153]

Racing against Kitasan Black was impossible—completely impossible, now or ever.

The girl beside him was undoubtedly a G1-level Uma Musume, meaning the speed she could reach was something only others at her level could match.

Forget about G1 standards—even ordinary Uma Musume were beyond Yasui Makoto's reach.

If he really raced against her, the only thing he'd be doing was choking on her dust.

Though that was what he truly thought, when Yasui laughingly rejected Kit...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [152]

After Yasui Makoto finished speaking, it took a long moment before Kitasan Black let out a stunned gasp.

“T-Trainer, you... aren’t joking, right?”

“Do I look like I'm joking right now?”

Without answering directly, Yasui quietly equipped himself with protective gear from the truck, carefully fixing a mountain bike onto his back.

Helmet, waist guard, elbow pads, knee pads—specialized nylon straps wove tightly around the bike frame, metal buckles clicking into...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [151]

Mid-July, Mount Mitou, Okutama, western Tokyo.

Jumping off the bus at the foot of the mountain, a wave of scorching heat and blinding sunlight instantly smacked Kitasan Black in the face. Squinting slightly, she examined the small station in front of her.

The wooden signpost looked weathered, paint flaking at its edges.

Yet the characters spelling out “Mount Mitou Trailhead Station” remained clear, its polished texture indicating frequent care.

Inside, the station ...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [196]

The clamor outside kept echoing in her ears until Titania finally gave up resting and went out, annoyed.

“What’s all this noise?! Can’t a person get some peace around here?!”

Her irritated voice quickly returned the rowdy crowd to silence.

In truth, Titania didn’t actually need rest.

Right now, she was a being of pure Memoria. As long as her internal Memoria wasn’t fully consumed, fatigue and confusion meant nothing to her.

Her choice to isolate herse...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [195]

Tap-tap-tap!

Urgent footsteps echoed down the corridors of the encampment as a figure raced forward at top speed.

“Stop joking, stop joking…” Robin frantically repeated to herself, desperately trying to deny the news she’d just heard.

She refused to accept it—Sora, dead? That kind of joke wasn't funny!

“There's no way Sora could die. How could he possibly die? Something like that absolutely cannot happen… It can’t…”

As Robin sprinted ...

I'm BACK!!!

Hellooooooooo I'm back, well almost teehee, tomorrow updates will come back!

also the winner for the command seal was legendary!

so expect 10 chap updates for a few days for that!

uhhh i dont have anything else to say :p

国庆节 - Happy Chinese National Day

I won't be posting until October 7th! Well, I might be posting announcements and such, but during this holiday from Oct 1st to Oct 7th, its a no update thingie! Because of this I will give a little discount code though! I'll post it at the end of this announcement!

I'll use this time to stock up on chapters and finish certain translations so I won't have to worry about them anymore!

If you wanna complain about no updates join discord.gg/wisetl

^_^ I def don't abuse my power ...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [25]

“Jeanne must fulfill her mission. France’s future requires her salvation,” Archangel Michael said, his tone neither arrogant nor humble.

Laurent sneered mockingly.

“So, this is her mission? Sending a sixteen-year-old girl onto the battlefield, forcing her into slaughter? You’re telling me that’s her so-called ‘mission’?”

He stomped the ground, lunging toward Michael without any hesitation.

“If this is your so-called ‘divine will,’ then today, I�...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [24]

Laurent felt as if he had sunk into the deepest ocean.

Here, there was no gravity, no breath, no life.

He simply drifted, wavering helplessly as his consciousness slowly dimmed.

He wanted to reach out and grab the faint light above—but realized he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.

He glanced around, seeing only darkness.

No... Jeanne. Jeanne d’Arc.

As that name flashed through his mind, a single ring floated into his vision, and s...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [23]

This so-called despair is just like this—only when you're at the peak of hope do you realize the end of hope is nothing but a dead end.

"Haha..."

Laurent laughed, on the verge of collapse.

"Hahahahaha!"

His laughter grew louder and louder.

"There's nothing, nothing at all! What is this supposed to be? Are you playing with me?"

He curled up painfully on the ground.

"Has everything just been a joke...?"

His voice trembled.

"If there wasn't...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [22]

When Laurent woke, his body hurt, heavy with weakness.

But luckily, it wasn’t entirely immobile.

He touched his surroundings. It felt a bit warm.

He remembered using the wolves’ bodies for warmth before collapsing. Right now, two wolf carcasses—one in front, one behind—barely shielded him from the cold, narrowly saving his life.

But Laurent knew clearly: if things continued like this, he wouldn't last three days.

He had to find that lake on the map within...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [21]

Laurent himself didn’t understand where this sudden burst of strength came from.

To suppress his pain, he bit down on his lip until blood filled his mouth. Yet, even so, his gaze was filled with determination.

I can’t die, absolutely cannot die. Not before I've protected her. I can't die yet!

This thought, this fierce desire to live, made him experience an extraordinary feeling for the first time.

With his left hand, he yanked the knife out of the wolf’s head—t...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [170]

“—So, that kid really couldn’t say anything back? She’s sunk into deep thought already?”

“Mm. Flightline always feels a bit dense, but she’s not actually an idiot… probably not, anyway.”

Gotham Song sounded uncertain as she gave her answer. Immediately she found herself gently gathered into Mejiro Ardan’s arms, the elder mare stroking her hair and cheek as they sat together in the car.

“Is that so. Then that’s the best outcome. But you know, that chil...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [169]

Flightline fell into a long silence—or rather, her poor, simple brain couldn't produce any decent response under such circumstances. Anyway, she remained silent, held tightly by the collar, not even stammering—simply unable to muster a single word of rebuttal.

It was precisely in this moment that Flightline suddenly realized something.

This Uma Musume currently straddling her waist might not approach racing with the purest intentions; perhaps she wasn't pursuing speed in the u...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [168]

“What exactly did you do wrong?”

“I…I shouldn’t have been so weak. I’ve caused you trouble, Miss Song…um, Trainer.”

Gotham Song, almost bursting with anger, roughly grabbed Flightline’s cheeks and stretched them mercilessly, raising her voice louder than she had in a very long time.

“Look me in the eyes. Is that really all you think you did wrong?”

“I…I… But did I even do anything wrong…?!”

Flightline’s voice carried an aggrieved...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [167]

In the end, the topic about that extremely accurate cosplayer was directly skipped over.

As for Gotham Song herself, she actually didn't have any real issue with such a Saintly Body of Song-like replica—after all, the cosplayer was just very similar, not a perfect copy, so there wasn’t really much to say about it.

If someone could receive praise or recognition merely by looking alike, that was their own ability, wasn’t it? Sure, Gotham Song’s popularity might’ve helped, ...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [166]

By the time they returned home, it was actually quite late already, and the moment the car stopped, Flightline, visibly uncomfortable, seemed intent on making a swift exit.

Although Gotham Song was somewhat curious about Flightline’s odd behavior, she ultimately had no intention of intervening or persuading her to stay—after all, Flightline came and went as she pleased; there was no real reason to stop her.

But then, something unexpected happened: Donna, who had remained silen...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [220]

Mizuno had figured out that although the Hug Potion’s effects were incredibly strong—if he wasn’t holding the specified target, his body would try every method his brain could devise to achieve it—

As long as he kept holding the target, everything was fine. The potion wouldn’t trigger its rebellion no matter what position he used: whether it was holding someone romantically like a protagonist from a romance anime, or heroically scooping someone up with one arm, as long as it q...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [219]

“B-boyfriend…?”

Mizuno, already deeply confused, became even more bewildered upon hearing King Halo’s question.

“You know—that!” Seeing Mizuno didn’t seem to understand, King Halo prompted:

“We talked about it before, remember? The requirements I set for finding a boyfriend…”

“Ohhh, that…” Mizuno finally recalled after her hint.

It had been one day previously, when King Halo suddenly approached him with a checklist of conditio...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [218]

Riiing riiing~

Morning.
The alarm on the phone at his pillow rang, yanking Mizuno out of his half-meditative state.

Afraid of waking the two Uma sleeping with him, he shot out a hand and silenced it in 0.9 seconds flat—faster than ninety-nine percent of the world.

Opening his eyes, Mizuno immediately found King Halo staring right back at him.

“You didn’t sleep either?” he asked.

“Mm…” King Halo’s weak reply, half‑lidded eyes heavy wi...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [217]

Midnight. 12:00 a.m.
Tracen Academy. Outside the Team TAC’s training room.

A moonless, high-wind night.
Two Uma slipped through the darkness, moving stealthily toward the door.

They were dressed in homey pajamas, each holding a pillow in her arms, as if coming here to attend some sort of pajama party.

But a pajama party inside a team training room? No matter how you looked at it, that was weird.

One Uma—with fluffy hair and a crescent-moon streak of white at ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [216]

Rewinding three minutes earlier, when Mizuno was still trapped between Tokai Teio and Rice Shower, completely immobilized…

“You two…can let go of me now…” Mizuno shook his head in resignation, surrendering entirely to his body's uncontrollable desires.

“Onii-sama, are you really sure?” Rice Shower lifted her head, blinking her big, innocent eyes at Mizuno.

“Well…” Mizuno hesitated for a split second.

“Trainer, it’s fine if I just keep holding yo...