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Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [107]

“Phew~ that was satisfying!”

Emerging from the specialty store with bags large and small, Ardan sighed happily, feeling deeply content.

Despite all the strange little things that had happened along the way, this was probably the last task of the day, and Ardan finally relaxed completely.

All thanks to Kagura-san being so cooperative today…

She glanced at Kagura, who walked beside her empty-handed, looking a bit anxious, occasionally sneaking glances at t...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [106]

“Ardan-ojousama~ I saw a photo booth machine over there. Want to give it a try?”

On their way down to the Chinese specialty store on the first floor, Kagura spotted a square, boxy machine. She vaguely remembered it being a self-service photo booth for taking ID pictures or something similar. She'd never considered trying it when she visited alone before, but today she finally had company, so she thought it might be fun.

Ardan, who had been racking her brains to come up with an...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [190]

Time is the universe’s most enigmatic and untouchable thing.

All beings interact with it; everyone moves endlessly forward along the path of time.

"If every single person is bound by time, can an AEON born from time reverse it?"

This is a question pondered by every scholar. Yet, this question forever remains unanswered.

Because no spirit of time controls this domain, the path everyone walks upon lacks an apex being to command it.

Yet all know, though n...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [189]

Sora’s sudden strike undoubtedly caught Afterglow Swarm King completely unprepared.

By hiding within the [Mirror World] to avoid external intense flashes, he leveraged his extraordinary swordsmanship for a highly effective sneak attack.

If anyone else had attempted this tactic, it surely wouldn't have had such success.

As the saying goes, "What goes around, comes around." Afterglow had now fully experienced the bitter taste of being ambushed.

And thi...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [188]

Although the deck had nearly melted completely, the operational modules beneath the temporary encampment remained functional.

Following the orders issued, the temporary base began drifting away through space, trailing streams of molten metal behind.

Sora watched them leave, slowly adjusting his state.

Scorching heat still wrapped around him. Even though the [Stellar Ray Torrent] had been blocked by Dragreder, no ordinary being could survive the residual heat...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [187]

After Sora entered the room prepared in advance, he immediately saw various calming items carefully arranged inside.

Thanks to this meticulous preparation, he quickly slipped into deep sleep, gradually replenishing his severely depleted energy.

When everyone saw Sora’s life signs stabilizing bit by bit, they finally felt relieved.

This was Sora’s very first return since he'd departed. Everyone understood how difficult this journey had been, so their greatest hope was sim...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [186]

With the Calamity Swarm King's death, the previously orderly bugs descended into chaos.

Bereft of leadership, all semblance of organization swiftly collapsed.

Even the impenetrable barriers forming Tartaro began to writhe with restless insects trying desperately to break free.

The entire core region erupted into disorder in an instant.

Amidst this upheaval, Sora and Titania stood, locked in each other's gaze.

The flames around his body gradually receded, revealin...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [25]

Yawning, Rōma staggered into the classroom.

In order to let that princess have a good night's sleep and avoid her wreaking havoc at the Institute, everyone had given their absolute best effort to find suitable aromatic pillow stuffing.

It had to be soft enough, not causing any discomfort when stuffed into a pillow.

It also needed a pleasant fragrance—not too strong, not irritating, but mild and extremely long-lasting.

After a long struggle, they barely managed to fi...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [24]

The newly arrived D-Class wasn't much different from the previous D-43426.

Only four or five questions later, he'd become completely controlled by the dice.

Everything from breathing to blinking to responding to Dr. Seymour’s questions—every single decision relied on the dice.

During the sixth question, Institute members standing outside entered the room under Dr. Seymour's permission and attempted to seize the dice from the D-Class personnel’s hand.

They were me...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [23]

In the underground laboratory beneath the Research Institute, the box that had mysteriously appeared in Rōma's schoolbag was now placed on a pure white table.

The small room held only a few items:

A table, a chair, the mysterious box for testing—

And a camera silently operating in the corner.

In the monitoring room, Rōma stood with several researchers, watching the scene unfolding on screen.

“I’ve got some unpleasant news.”

An investigator in a su...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [22]

“You came back pretty late today, Rōma-senpai.”

Narihisago Muku asked curiously.

The past few days, Rōma had always come home fairly early, usually before dark.

His timing had matched almost exactly with hers, despite her being a middle schooler.

“There was a little accident at my part-time job.”

Rōma didn't rush to enter his apartment, standing instead in the hallway to chat with Muku.

He had a pretty good impression of this cheerful and resilie...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [21]

In the cafeteria of Chiba Research Institute, Joseph and Rōma were enjoying their meal.

“This nero pasta tastes pretty good.”

Joseph stirred the black noodles on his plate with his fork, twisted them around a few times, then stuffed them into his mouth.

He then picked up the tequila beside him and took a sip.

Mmm, familiar taste.

“You’re not drinking?”

“No thanks. I’m still a student.”

Rōma waved off Joseph's invitation.

His al...

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The snowflakes drifting through the air didn't merely conceal Swinub's figure; they were also its best cover for launching attacks.

Pryce's cane tapped softly on the ground.

[Powder Snow]

Swinub exhaled a fine flurry of snow, blending seamlessly with the ongoing blizzard, hurtling toward Escavalier.

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [120]

At first glance, all he saw was white.

From head to toe, her body was pure, dazzling white.

Her skin was smooth and milky, radiating a gentle sheen like a freshly peeled egg—soft, warm, inviting the eye to linger, tempting one to reach out and touch...

But of course, he couldn't actually touch—that would cross the line into sexual harassment.

And anyway, the overwhelming whiteness was partly due to the curtains blocking out the dusk, and partly due to the high-powe...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [119]

“Our bet didn’t specify where it had to be done, right? Stripping naked at school would disrupt discipline... so come to my house.”

Wait, is the location the real issue here?

You’re seriously going to strip?!

What happened to your pride as a girl?! Someone stop her!

Akira mentally broke out in a cold sweat on her behalf and attempted to give her an out:

“Um, Shiroi-san, maybe I should just go home for today, and you can calm down a bit first—”

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [118]

Kuroba Akira suddenly regretted coming to the Literature Clubroom today—if he’d known things would turn out this way, he’d have avoided it entirely.

But did Shiroi Shiori’s manuscript really get rejected? Why would it? That shouldn’t have happened...

In fact, Akira had considered the possibility of her manuscript getting turned down, but he’d quickly dismissed the idea as unlikely.

When traditional literary authors ventured into writing light novels, it usually e...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [117]

In the days that followed, Kuroba Akira stayed in close contact with Mori Keima, discussing contract details.

By mid-September, the contract terms had mostly been finalized. The royalty rate was set at 10%—exceptionally generous for a debut author.

Industry norms dictated that unpublished manuscripts typically received a 12% royalty, while works previously serialized or issued as bunko editions got about 10%.

Of course, an author's reputation could also influence this rate...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [116]

This question was actually Mori Keima’s personal curiosity.

Akira’s writing speed had already convinced him that this author had to be secured at all costs.

Whether Akira exaggerated or not, he’d easily confirm it by observing his future output.

Even if Akira couldn’t produce a volume per week, managing a volume per month would still be lightning-fast—so fast, in fact, the publisher might struggle to keep up.

But Mori remained curious. What exactly had driven...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [70]

After finishing lunch with the Akiyama sisters, the clouds in the sky thickened ominously.

There were about twenty minutes left in the midday break. Chiba Shuuichi felt bored, yet didn’t want to return to the classroom to idle away the time.

After a moment of thought, he decided to visit the nurse’s office, chat with Harada-sensei, and build their relationship a bit more.

But when he arrived downstairs at the nurse’s office, he found Harada Akane absent—instead, Nase...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [69]

"Where is it? If it’s not too far, we could try it."

"I’m in, too."

"Probably northern Taitō Ward? Less than an hour by train."

"Eh—that’s pretty far. I’m not really feeling it."

"We could stop by Ueno Zoo and see the pandas? Or visit Sensō-ji? And if it’s northern Taitō Ward...isn’t that Ryūsen? Ichiyō Memorial Museum is around there too—I’ve always wanted to check it out."

"You have to line up at least two hours for the pandas... But well...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [68]

"What’s the 'Top 100 Ramen Shops'?" Chiba Shuuichi abandoned the idea of interrupting with more underhanded tricks and asked curiously instead.

Akiyama Tsuki gave him a strange look. "The Tokyo Top 100 Ramen Shops selected by Tabelog? You’ve never used Tabelog?"

Now that she mentioned it, Chiba Shuuichi remembered what it was—Tabelog was basically Japan’s version of Dianping.

But it wasn’t really because he lacked common sense as an outsider. His predecessor rarely...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [67]

On Friday, when Chiba Shuuichi opened his eyes, dark clouds hung thickly outside his balcony, like rain was about to fall.

This kind of weather made him feel lazy, not wanting to get out of bed.

He glanced over at the bedside, where Akiyama Tsuki was neatly kneeling in seiza, and then lifted the covers. "Come in and let me hold you for a bit."

"???" Akiyama Tsuki was stunned, expectation mixed with vigilance appearing on her face. "Has the perverted young master finally lost...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [66]

Even though he’d gotten to rua some kitty today, without thighs to stroke, he still felt strangely empty inside—like something was missing.

After washing up for the night, Chiba Shuuichi sat against the headboard, watching K-On! playing on TV while chatting with Ogawa Fumika on his phone.

—[What kept you busy today? Haven’t seen Taichi all day; feels weird.]

At this moment, Ogawa Fumika was soaking in the bathtub, enveloped in the comfort of...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [145]

10th Division barracks.

“These, these, and these. Give them back to me once you’re finished sorting them.”

Matsumoto Rangiku was in her office, cheerfully handing over tasks to Hitsugaya.

Hitsugaya Tōshirō eyed the thick stack of files in front of him, his lips twitching involuntarily. He picked up the top file and flipped through it casually. “I’ve never even done this kind of work before. Are you really okay dumping all this on me?”

“Everyone has to g...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [144]

Rukongai seemed the most suitable place. Far from Seireitei, Nobu could freely head there at will. If anything were to happen, by the time the Gotei 13 found out, it would already be too late.

Yet after careful consideration, Nobu ultimately chose not to go.

He couldn't simply disregard everything; he had to think carefully about the consequences.

The Gotei 13 would never permit it—the Head-Captain had already made that explicitly clear.

By the time evening fell, Uno...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [143]

Unohana Retsu rarely sat down to talk privately with Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni. Though they had known each other for centuries, it had probably been hundreds of years since the last time they faced each other in quiet conversation like this.

The captain of the 4th Division calmly brewed tea for the Head-Captain, her demeanor poised, serene, as if she’d always carried herself this way.

White steam curled slowly from the kettle between them. Yamamoto’s deeply furrowed eyelid...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [142]

Unohana Retsu—oldest among the captains of the Gotei 13. A fearsome combatant whose strength was immense, she was also unrivaled in Kaidō. Within the current Gotei 13, she stood unquestionably first in healing arts.

Tachikawa Nobu—perhaps the most gifted shinigami of the past century. Barely a year out of Shin’ō Academy, he had already defeated Ichimaru Gin, a master of Bankai, despite claiming he had not yet achieved Bankai himself. His own proficiency in Kaidō was also impres...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [141]

8th Division, Vice-Captain's Office.

“Ise-fukutaichō, here is this year’s graduation roster from Shin’ō Academy.” Kanisawa placed a stack of documents neatly on Ise Nanao’s desk.

“I've already checked their division preferences. This stack is for those who wish to join our 8th Division; these others are students with outstanding grades whom we could try to win over.”

She separated the files into three tidy piles as she explained to Ise Nanao.

Nanao pick...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [225]

“Eh?”

Sakai Yuuji pulled aside the crimson cloak covering him and began gingerly touching his left arm, his left leg, and finally, his abdomen.

At the very last moment before the doll’s attack struck home, he’d desperately thrown himself to the side with all his might, narrowly avoiding having his stomach punched straight through.

But with his already wounded body, there was no way he could completely dodge that blow. Ultimately, the doll’s punch had slammed brutal...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [224]

“Where… am I?”

Sakai Yuuji opened his eyes groggily, feeling the ache radiating through his body as he struggled to remember what had happened earlier.

His entire being exuded an aura of weakness.

Yet, rather than the white sheets of a hospital bed, a crimson cloak had been carefully placed over his body.

This confusion didn’t last long. Before Emiya Shirou could say anything, Sakai Yuuji suddenly clutched his stomach in terror, recoiling desperately on the bed...