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The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [96]

After smoothly wrapping up their first official day of club activities, Rinto stored his bass in the music room’s storage area, ensuring he could practice daily at school from now on.

Combined with working evenings at STARRY and studying bass under his master Yamada Ryo whenever there was downtime, Rinto hoped to quickly reach a level where he could surprise Momoka.

Even though he didn't plan to form a band with Momoka or perform publicly, just being able to accompany her at hom...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [110]

After shaking hands, Saionji Mao once again tried to steer the conversation back toward Shiginomiya.

She wasn’t worried about Anri Hitomi—she knew Hitomi had always been exceptionally capable since childhood, perfectly able to handle her own affairs.

As the Student Council President, Mao felt it was her responsibility to be concerned about her classmate, Shiginomiya.

“Shiginomiya-san, since the start of this semester, you've missed a full week of classes. I've asked th...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [109]

But honestly, this was a place students frequently visited, so running into an acquaintance wasn’t particularly strange.

This girl had a slender, low ponytail, and on either side of her face, two thin locks of hair fell gracefully past her chest, making it look like she had three ponytails altogether.

Her delicate, melon-seed-shaped face was very attractive—easily scoring a solid 90 points—and notably, she exuded an air of impeccable, exemplary student character.

Since...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [108]

“I’m going to grab a drink... You two start eating first. Leave the important things to think about later. Want anything to drink?”

After finishing up the serious business, Kuroba Akira began eating by himself. Midway, feeling thirsty, he stood to fetch drinks, casually asking the two seated in front of him.

“Ah, no thanks…”

“Me neither.”

The two girls still seemed to have little appetite, so Akira just shrugged with a brief “Alright then,” leaving ...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [107]

Shiginomiya lowered her head in silence. She couldn’t even voice the slightest refusal, yet this arrangement still filled her heart with a melancholy ache.

Akira-kun had already indulged her selfishness once, agreeing to her request to avoid public exposure, and that was precisely why Shiginomiya was now walking the path of becoming a seiyuu.

She understood that she no longer had the right to be selfish again. Any more demands would only trouble him further.

No matter what...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [106]

After clothes shopping, it was time for dinner, but they still hadn’t decided what to eat. Even now, no one had any good ideas.

The other two seemed to have little enthusiasm about food, so in the end, Kuroba Akira took charge and proposed,

“Let’s just go to a family restaurant, then.”

Family restaurants in Japan offered plenty of choices at reasonable prices.

Like Saizeriya—though it claimed to be Italian, it was really a Japanese invention. Even in this wor...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [122]

“Hey...what’s that thing?”

At the sight of the [Fragment of the Universe], Plastic Knight exclaimed in surprise. Don Quixote merely sighed and slowly stepped forward.

“…I'll handle it. After all, it's something I’m supposed to deal with.”

Glancing at the boiling spectators, Don Quixote shook his head slightly.
If things have already gotten to this point, it should be "exciting" enough by now.

It probably meets your requirements too, do...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [121]

When Don Quixote officially stepped onto the battlefield, the first thing he saw was the countless spectators seated high in the stands, their cheers echoing throughout, and the commentator perched above them, standing atop the announcer’s booth.

And, of course, his opponent.

A knight armed with a crossbow was staring directly at him. A moment later, the knight spoke first:

“…My name is Plastic Knight. Since this is an official match, I won’t hold back. Be careful.�...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [10]

Late at night, inside Uncle Jacques’s room.

Two men sat face-to-face, staring at each other in silence.

Jacques fixed Laurent with a sharp glare, trying to figure out why this brat had come sneaking into his room instead of sleeping.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping?" Jacques asked suspiciously, subtly edging backward.

Laurent met his gaze seriously, then suddenly bent forward into a perfect ninety-degree bow.

"Unc...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [9]

“What’s four times seven?”

In a random little flour-making hut in the village, Laurent watched in amusement as the girl in front of him counted clumsily on her fingers.

Clearly, her math was hopeless.

Laurent suddenly thought back to the advanced mathematics he'd studied in university. If he tried teaching Jeanne any of that, it’d probably sound like some incomprehensible fairy tale. Not to mention physics or chemistry.

He’d been busy these days, so this rare...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [8]

“If the chance arises, you must stop Laurent."

In the quiet woods at night, the girl Jeanne d’Arc received such a prophecy.

It included many future events, such as the locations of battles in the war between France and England.

Standing before her were three angels shimmering with golden light, as if illuminating the path ahead.

Yet just as she was prepared to accept her destiny and begin her journey, the angels gave her another warning.

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My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [7]

Laurent clearly noticed that Jeanne had changed considerably after that night. She wasn't like before anymore—or perhaps more accurately, she'd grown a lot more mature.

He never mentioned the golden glow he’d seen in the woods that night, and Jeanne didn’t bring it up either.

Their relationship remained much as before. Yet occasionally, Laurent caught Jeanne gazing at him with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, and he couldn’t understand why.

Under Laurent’s guidanc...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [6]

Laurent quickly shared his idea with Jacques and the other adults. Initially, these grown-ups were skeptical, but once Laurent insisted on demonstrating by preparing a pot of sweet porridge for everyone to taste, some villagers began to see the wisdom in his plan.

More and more people sipped the warm porridge, letting it chase away the cold.

Even Jeanne looked at Laurent with mild astonishment, puzzled about how he’d suddenly known all these things.

Laurent couldn’t be b...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [5]

Laurent knew that whenever Jeanne was in the room, she'd definitely be lying on her haystack to stay warm, so now he shamelessly occupied it without hesitation. It was still slightly warm, greatly comforting for someone like him who had just endured exhaustion and freezing cold.

Thanks to regular exercise, Laurent's physical condition wasn't terrible, though it was still difficult to compete with a full-grown adult.

Only a month remained until the deadline for the village to hand ...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [4]

The moment Jeanne received her revelation wasn’t the time she truly set out; sixteen years old was the actual turning point.

This time, Laurent wasn’t worried about that.

When she turned sixteen, Jeanne would reach out to her relatives.

Should he stop her?

Or rather, should he follow her and help?

For a moment, Laurent was lost.

Ultimately, what kind of feelings did he actually hold towards this girl now?

Uncle Jacques hadn’t said anything parti...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [3]

“Do you still remember how to write your own name—the one I taught you before?”

Jeanne’s footsteps clearly stiffened at his words. Laurent could tell immediately that she’d completely forgotten again.

Should I say ‘as expected of a village girl and an illiterate’?

“You see, back then, you’d follow me around foolishly, but now even you’ve changed.”

He pretended to sigh dramatically, filled with mock regret.

“Ah, times have indeed c...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [2]

“How can this be?”

Compared to Laurent’s reaction, Jeanne was obviously far more shaken. Her eyes were full of worry.

“Didn't they just come asking for food a short while ago?”

But the messenger had already hurried off.

Uncle Norse paused thoughtfully, then put down his tools.

“You two stay here and finish up the work. I’ll go see what's happening. And—”

At the end, he turned back and sternly reminded Laurent,

“Don’t even think o...

My Only Oshi, Jeanne! [1] & Synopsis

What are Jeanne’s three best qualities?
Kindness, innocence, easy to tease.

Whether it’s Jeanne Alter, Jeanne d'Arc, Jeanne Lily, Blue Jeanne, Red Jeanne—no matter what kind of Jeanne it is—they’re all mine!

What? You’re saying there’s no such thing as Red Jeanne or Blue Jeanne?
If their faces are the same, isn't that enough?

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“Are you...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [20]

“Well then, I’ll be going first.”

Once they reached the Research Institute’s base, Rōma said goodbye to the squad members.

Next, they had to securely contain AO-6264 according to regulations. Though it was currently under control, an anomalous object was still an anomalous object.

“Oh, isn’t that Rōma-kun?”

A playful voice rang out from behind him.

Turning around, Rōma saw Joseph leaning casually against a wall, dressed in what was clearly a modi...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [19]

Flexing his wrists a bit, Rōma strode towards AO-6264.

In the end, it was just a moving sculpture.

It had neither the light-speed movement of "Peanut," nor any incomprehensible abilities.

AO-6264, knocked flat on its back, struggled back upright, flapping wings composed of polyester fabric and scrap metal. The earlier shockwave had smashed it directly from mid-air to the ground.

From its speaker, the music continued quietly.

One man and one sculpture faced off l...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [18]

“Damn it, what the hell is that thing?”

Inside a factory on the outskirts of Chiba, the manager nervously peeked through the window, watching a sparrow-shaped sculpture rampaging wildly.

Yes, in his eyes, it was simply a moving statue.

“That isn’t something you need to concern yourself with.”

A young man holding a tablet lightly patted the manager's shoulder, gesturing for him to return to his office.

Shrugging helplessly, the manager did as instructed ...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [17]

Three days had passed since Joseph and Kars arrived in this world.

After submitting his report that day, Rōma hadn't paid further attention to the matter.

Specialists from Chaldea would handle communications with Joseph, so there was no need for him to worry about it.

Every member placed absolute trust in their organization. Naturally, Rōma was no different.

For the past few days, Rōma’s life had returned to a peaceful routine.

Attending classes as usual, ch...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [16]

Scorching Hamon energy raged chaotically within Kars’s body, leaving devastation in its wake.

“Guh—!”

Kars opened his mouth wide in agony, looking like a salted fish discarded onto shore.

The fist pressed firmly against his back inflicted unbearable pain.

He tried desperately to break free, but failed again and again.

Bones twisted outward, piercing toward Joseph. Blades shot forth from his spine—but none of it made Joseph release his grip.

“I w...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [40] + Profile & Backstory

“Um…Hikigaya-senpai, did you receive any notice from Sōbu High? I've been waiting all day, but nothing’s come yet. Could it be that I’m out of luck?”

The next evening after work, as Hikigaya Ryōhei carried home a bag of discounted groceries and two boxes of nicely packaged pastries, he received a phone call from Kirisu Mafuyu.

Glancing upward with an exhausted expression, Uncle Hikigaya thought to himself, Today sure felt awfully long.

“It’s probably...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [39]

At lunchtime, while eating with his father, Hikigaya Hachiman held his spoon absently, a sense of unreality still lingering in his heart.

"Dad, um, that Kirisu Mafuyu... onee-san, is she really going to teach at Sōbu High?"

Ryōhei, sitting across from him, casually took a mouthful of rice, completely missing the subtle shift in how Hachiman addressed her, and answered offhandedly, "We just interviewed at the same time. The result will probably come on Friday."

"Oh... could...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [38]

Kirisu Mafuyu was indeed a lovely young woman—fair-skinned, beautiful, and elegant beyond her years.

Her voice was gentle and pleasing, and though she appeared innocent, she had blossomed into graceful maturity.

Now 21, freshly graduated from university, with an angelic face, a figure comparable to that of a real athlete, and distinctive long, straight pink hair that made a strong impression.

Such a girl had come to Tokyo in search of employment, determined to stay in this...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [37]

“Oh! If it isn’t Kirisu Mafuyu-sensei. I’m really sorry—I startled you!”

Hikigaya Ryōhei muttered inwardly, Didn’t I just see her yesterday? How are we running into each other again today?

Could it be that this fresh graduate was also here applying at Sōbu High?

Indeed, Kirisu Mafuyu-san was here for the job at Chiba Municipal Sōbu High School.

One had to admit, the fastest growth for newly graduated students came precisely from failing job interviews du...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [36]

Adopting a child was not a simple matter.

If all it meant was giving them food, without providing education or discipline, that would be quite easy.

But that wouldn't be much different from raising a dog or a cat.

Given Ryōhei’s character, if he raised a child, education was essential—and that was the exhausting part. Of course, it went without saying that it was expensive too.

Everyone knew the real reason behind the declining birthrate.

Simply put...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [35]

“What a miserable man! From the résumé, this Hikigaya Ryōhei could be called an elite among commoners, yet because of emotional troubles, he's ended up in this sorry state? Tsk tsk, does Mother really know someone like this?”

Inside the office of Yukinoshita Haruno, eldest daughter and heiress of Yukinoshita Construction, the most prestigious real estate enterprise in Chiba, echoed such a sigh—with a mischievous, schadenfreude undertone.

“Born a commoner, lost both pare...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [34]

The original "Hikigaya Ryōhei"’s younger sister and brother-in-law had died in a maritime disaster.

It seemed like an extremely sorrowful thing. If it had been the original "Hikigaya Ryōhei," who knows what would’ve happened after receiving such devastating news?

Only after boarding the train and gathering his thoughts did Hikigaya Ryōhei 2.0 recall reading a newspaper article once—a full-page feature—about a major maritime disaster with numerous casualties.

What ...