As expected!
Again, it was about Tōma Kazusa—that woman’s damned affairs!
After listening to the overly enthusiastic, suspiciously unreliable detective’s proud report, and combining that with what he’d already read in the tear-stained diary of the original “Hikigaya Ryōhei,” he quickly pieced things together.
Two or three months ago, for whatever reason, the original “Hikigaya Ryōhei” had hired this unknown detective to investigate his wife, who’d starte...
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Kirisu Mafuyu had prepared for a very, very long time—but the interview ended very, very quickly.
Having applied for the position of World History teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu felt thoroughly dejected. Coupled with the fact that this was her first-ever job interview since graduating, she felt like all the bones in her body ached.
Even when she’d been a figure skater, she’d never felt this tired!
Yet, she clearly felt she’d performed her absolute best.
But exams were ...
2025-09-19 12:57:54 +0000 UTC
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Hikigaya Komachi had been gloomy, visibly downcast, for two or three days ever since her mother, Tōma Kazusa, had dropped by.
Ryōhei, being an adult with plenty of experience from his past life, understood children's minds pretty well.
He didn’t even need to ask to know exactly what Komachi had spoken about with her mom—one glance was enough to see the full picture.
This cheerful, innocent child was obviously still clinging to some hope that her parents might reconcile...
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Left-hand entrance.
Blue.
Men’s toilet.
“Huh? What’s this weird thing?”
Ino stood in front of a urinal, utterly confused. It was made of the same material as a toilet, but shaped so strangely—what on earth was it used for? She felt like she’d heard of it somewhere before.
Where… where had she heard it?
She lowered her head, thinking for a moment. Then her expression changed to sudden realization. She smacked her right fist into her left palm.
...
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Right-hand entrance.
Red.
Women’s toilet.
“So it really is the women’s room… totally different layout from the men’s. No urinals, only stalls…”
The moment he stepped inside, Hoshino knew his guess had been right.
Sakura and Naruto’s personalities really were warped. One by Guy, the other by Sasuke.
“That voice… wh-wh-why are you here, Hoshino!? You actually came this far—you actually snuck into the girls’ toilet!? Get out!”
<...
2025-09-19 12:57:41 +0000 UTC
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Hoshino stared in confusion at the three glaring at each other.
It was perfectly reasonable that Sasuke would glare at her nemesis Hinata and at that annoying Sakura. But why were Hinata and Sakura glaring at each other too? Did something happen between them?
Wait a second…
Could it be… Sakura also fell for Naruto?
Hoshino’s eyes shifted toward Naruto.
To make two little girls plus Sasuke all jealous over him—what a sinful creature. Must be...
2025-09-19 12:57:37 +0000 UTC
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In the end, Gorilla Sakura, seeing how insistent Hoshino was, accepted his apology.
Hoshino also finished listening to the story of how Sakura first met Guy.
A “blind man” who swore that Sakura had dyed her original silver hair pink, used his bizarre training methods to forcefully bend a perfectly normal little girl.
Infected by his burning youth, the little girl became a muscle gorilla, chanting “manly man” nonstop.
…Well, maybe that wasn’t such a bad thin...
2025-09-19 12:57:33 +0000 UTC
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Second day of school.
Iruka stood at the classroom door with a pounding headache. Inside, the room was as noisy as a vegetable market. Just recalling yesterday’s “dream speeches” from that bunch of brats made his temples ache.
Chōji: “My dream is to become a gourmet and eat every kind of food in the world.”
Shikamaru: “Dreams, huh… ah, such a drag. Fine then, maybe get a capable wife to handle everything for me. If she can even help me eat and go to the bathro...
2025-09-19 12:57:26 +0000 UTC
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The term “Emanator”—just hearing it sends a chill through your bones, a glimpse at the might hidden behind such a title.
Within the vast cosmos, apart from Nanook casually obliterating star systems and Lan tirelessly hunting targets, the Aeons themselves rarely take direct action.
Thus, Emanators typically represent the highest combat power ordinary beings can encounter.
Take, for example, the smiling man standing before Tingyun. He appeared entirely ordinary, yet few ...
2025-09-18 14:14:55 +0000 UTC
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Just behind Diancie, Cogita had already quietly approached very close.
A few more steps, and she’d be able to reach out and touch Diancie’s shoulder.
Yet at this very moment, Cogita paused, hesitating in place.
Her brow knitted slightly, uncertainty flickering across her expression.
Not because she no longer wanted to find Elias.
Rather, it was because she’d suddenly noticed—that familiar feeling she’d sensed strongly on Diancie previously was now compl...
2025-09-18 14:14:51 +0000 UTC
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[Life energy was the cornerstone that allowed you to swiftly become a Ghost-like entity in the beginning.]
[After channeling most of your life energy into Dianna, you unsurprisingly fell into a deep slumber.]
[Compared to last time, your consciousness feels much hazier now.]
[With just fragments of awareness left, you instinctively sense you’ll likely sleep for quite a while this time.]
<...
2025-09-18 14:14:47 +0000 UTC
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“I… I…”
Despite Diancie’s voice holding not a shred of respect toward her senpai, Dianna was uncharacteristically tongue-tied.
She stepped back unconsciously, panic briefly surfacing on her face.
Normally, given her proud nature, Dianna wouldn’t flinch even if Diancie was furious.
If Diancie dared speak to her without even basic respect, she’d coldly reprimand her without the slightest guilt.
But now…
Dianna had no confidence to stand firm a...
2025-09-18 14:14:42 +0000 UTC
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Her hand passed through empty air, and her entire body froze instantly, standing completely still for a full second or two.
At that moment, she felt as though her heart skipped half a beat, and her arm trembled faintly with weakness.
Yet as queen of the underground kingdom, Dianna still managed to maintain some composure.
Calmly withdrawing her hand as if nothing had happened, she quickly scanned her surroundings, hoping to see the figure she desperately wished for.
Ho...
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“It's something we’ve already agreed on, isn’t it?”
“Besides…Diancie truly needs a good senpai. If anything happened to you, she'd definitely be heartbroken.”
Elias gently explained to Dianna.
At this, Dianna nodded slightly.
So it’s for Diancie, huh…
Finally hearing a reason that put her at ease, Dianna nevertheless felt an inexplicable pang of disappointment.
Such an emotion had rarely appeared since she became queen.
“T...
2025-09-18 14:14:35 +0000 UTC
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“So, his first Pokémon is Kangaskhan, huh?”
Larry had taken this battle seriously from the start.
Although his understanding of Giovanni was limited to news reports, he knew about August. And since Giovanni was someone even August had struggled so hard to arrest, he didn't even need to think—this opponent was unquestionably tough.
I just hope Geeta-san won’t chew me out too badly when I lose…
With that thought, Larry’s expression hardened as he pr...
2025-09-18 14:14:30 +0000 UTC
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Giovanni vs. Larry.
One, the former leader of Team Rocket now reduced to a mere prisoner; the other, a meticulously chosen super-worker of Geeta.
But of course, the important part isn’t their identities.
What truly matters is that Giovanni, a Ground-type specialist, has to face Larry, the Flying-type Elite Four.
Thinking about this, August couldn’t help but eagerly wonder what Giovanni’s expression might be right now.
And then… August saw a face that was ...
2025-09-18 14:14:26 +0000 UTC
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7:42 PM. The sun had already set.
Though it wasn't pitch-black yet, visibility was nonetheless compromised.
In Chiba, a certain street was surrounded airtight by fully-equipped Mobile Task Force soldiers.
Members of Nine-Tailed Fox stood at both sides, guns raised and ready.
Snipers concealed themselves in the shadows.
Two Fire Eaters and three Gardeners.
It was so secure, even a fly couldn't squeeze through.
This wasn't making a mountain out of a mol...
2025-09-18 14:13:51 +0000 UTC
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In the JoJo world, the battle between Joseph and Wamuu had ended.
Half of his body blasted into fragments, Wamuu knelt powerlessly on the ground.
For a Pillar Man, a mere half-body injury wasn't even worth mentioning.
The real problem was the raging Hamon energy rampaging inside him.
What an unbelievably powerful Hamon—like a blazing sun itself.
In all his countless years, Wamuu had encountered many Hamon warriors, but this was undoubtedly the strongest he'd ev...
2025-09-18 14:13:46 +0000 UTC
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“JOJO! What happened?!”
Inside the building, Lisa Lisa rushed out immediately upon hearing Joseph’s painful scream.
Her worry was obvious, but Joseph had no capacity left to pay her any mind.
What the hell is this?!
Clutching his head tightly, Joseph felt as if his skull was about to explode.
Scenes flashed through his mind one after another—
Caesar's death, Avdol's death, Iggy's death, Kakyoin's death, Polnareff's death.
And then, Jo...
2025-09-18 14:13:42 +0000 UTC
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On the hospital bed, Joseph struggled to sit up.
Before the doctor could say anything, he laid back down again.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter anyway.
The old man's face now wore a smile he hadn't shown for many years.
It made him seem less like an old man nearing ninety and more like an energetic young fellow.
But this was just an illusion.
Joseph knew clearly in his heart: he really was old now.
Never mind fighting; he barely even had the strength l...
2025-09-18 14:13:39 +0000 UTC
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The morning classes ended quickly.
Nothing interesting happened, except for a certain dead-eyed boy getting dragged away by an obviously furious Hiratsuka Shizuka.
The riajuu gathered together chatting and laughing, girls huddled in whispered conversations, occasionally glancing at the boys in class and sharing their opinions.
The boys had their own circles; different, but not particularly exclusive.
Occasionally, there'd be a chatty type flitting between groups, crack...
2025-09-18 14:13:35 +0000 UTC
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Miura Kōzō worked in foreign trade. Although his income had never quite matched Hikigaya Ryōhei’s former salary, he’d still managed to achieve a stable, middle-class lifestyle.
He had a house, a car, savings, and a lovely daughter!
But, as the saying goes, a person’s success depends both on individual effort and historical circumstances.
Recently, after seeing his good friend Hikigaya Ryōhei’s life collapse overnight, reverting to how it was over a decade ago, K...
2025-09-18 14:13:29 +0000 UTC
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Earlier, when there were only two adults present, the conversation had flowed very naturally.
Now, with three adults in the room, nobody knew what to say anymore.
Awkward.
The air suddenly froze solid.
Yuigahama-san nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, her cheeks tinged faintly pink.
Faced with this unexpected situation, this gentle, soft-spoken housewife felt utterly helpless.
She was just a full-time housewife after all—naturally a bit naïve and...
2025-09-18 14:13:25 +0000 UTC
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Inside Komachi's chest, an instinctive anxiety bubbled up—like a small animal defending its territory!
All because of this woman.
Dad called her “Yuigahama-san!”
Judging from her vibe alone, she must already be married.
But still—this was the very first woman to visit Dad since Mom left!
And she was beautiful, gentle, kind…
Though, of course, still not as beautiful as Mom… probably.
Wait! Definitely!
The reality of Mom and Dad's divo...
2025-09-18 14:13:21 +0000 UTC
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At least Hikigaya Hachiman could finally sleep on a proper bed again, bringing an end to his weeks-long ordeal of sleeping on futons alongside his father. Yet, he didn’t feel happy in the slightest. By the time he fully recovered and returned to school, he’d surely have missed the crucial window to blend into the new class environment…
The house only had one single bed, and without Ryōhei even mentioning it, Komachi had thoughtfully given it up to her brother.
Currently, th...
2025-09-18 14:13:15 +0000 UTC
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The Yukinoshita family was an influential local clan in Chiba, their lineage said to stretch back to the Edo period. They controlled vast plots of prime farmland, luxurious residences across the prefecture, significant stakes in various thriving local industries, and even supported the region’s largest organized crime group—the “something-or-other” syndicate.
In short, they were unquestionably the top aristocratic family in Chiba.
The heads of the Yukinoshita household tra...
2025-09-18 14:13:12 +0000 UTC
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“Just staying alive takes everything some people have.”
Right now, that perfectly described Hikigaya Ryōhei’s situation.
Sure, working odd jobs meant he could survive, but this kind of survival was merely existing, not living.
If he hadn’t earned some extra cash from selling the piano, he’d barely have the energy or spare funds to prepare for a better job.
Each week’s paycheck barely covered rent and low-quality food.
There was no c...
2025-09-18 14:13:08 +0000 UTC
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After that chance encounter the other day, Hikigaya Ryōhei knew nothing more about Ogiso Setsuna, that unfortunate victim, nor did he contact her again.
Nor did he have much spare interest to begin with.
He didn’t know if she'd manage to break free from her troubles or if she'd actually go through with the divorce.
Still, Ryōhei moved Setsuna’s number back to his contacts whitelist. After all, this woman clearly belonged to the tragic type, pouring all her heart into h...
2025-09-18 14:13:03 +0000 UTC
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Was Kitahara Haruki scum?
This was originally a straightforward question; anyone with normal morals, following basic social decency, could easily reach a verdict.
Yet, ever since her marriage started falling apart, Setsuna hadn’t been able to arrive at a conclusion.
Or rather, she hadn't wanted to face that painfully obvious truth.
But all dreams eventually end—just like every young girl will one day become a married woman.
After being rudely awakened by Hiki...
2025-09-18 14:12:55 +0000 UTC
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Around three in the afternoon, Hikigaya Ryōhei finally decided to end today’s bookstore tour.
After all, the straps of his backpack were biting into his shoulders, giving him the illusion that his arms might drop off any second.
Middle-aged uncles really couldn’t compete with youngsters, huh?
Besides, books were heavier than ordinary goods—in all sorts of ways.
But he was satisfied with today's haul.
He'd spent much less money than expected, probably due t...
2025-09-18 14:12:51 +0000 UTC
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