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Band Girls’ Mixology Mission [172]

Uika’s expression suddenly became extremely strange—like she’d cracked an egg into a bowl and, thrilled to discover a double yolk, had inadvertently dropped half the eggshell in with it.

Or perhaps like someone who’d witnessed the miraculous spectacle of the sun and moon simultaneously hanging in the sky—only for the two to immediately collide and destroy the entire world.

Or maybe like... anyway, it was extremely strange.

“Kyo-chan...when exactly did you meet Sa...

Band Girls’ Mixology Mission [171]

“Do you… still remember me?”

After a moment’s hesitation, Uika finally asked the question outright.

How would Kikukawa Kyo respond?

Would she recognize her directly? Shake her head in confusion and say she had no memory at all? Or perhaps the most awkward scenario: that Kikukawa Kyo wasn’t even the same girl from back then?

When Kyo heard Uika’s question, her eyes widened slightly, seemingly a little surprised.

Then she began pondering. If Uika was as...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [760]

In a daze, the girl seemed to see memories from long ago.

Those were experiences from before she became a Flame Haze.

After being taken in, she’d always lived in a floating castle—the Palace of Heaven’s Road, "Tendōkyū."

Aside from the girl herself, three others lived in Tendōkyū:

The woman who cared for her.

The woman who taught her.

And finally, the Crimson God who would become her contracted partner, a being known by every Denizen in the Crimso...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [759]

It started raining.

As if the sky had tuned its mood to a gloomy blue-grey, gently pouring it upon the earth.

The daylight was neither bright nor truly dark, but a uniform, shadowless gray, like a faded filter placed over the world. The green of leaves dulled; walls of buildings turned a cold, pale white; even traffic lights blurred into fuzzy edges behind veils of mist.

Every sound seemed sharpened by threads of rain and then softened again by dampness, lingering with cold,...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [758]

Looking up, one could see thick layers of deep-colored clouds—not quite pitch-black, yet still heavy enough to weigh down the heart.

The air, dense with moisture, had become oppressive; each breath felt as if it passed through a damp layer of gauze, gradually accumulating into an invisible wad of wet cotton within the chest—not sharp, but unbearably heavy. Skin silently protested, even pores struggled desperately to breathe…it seemed rain would soon fall.

A dark-red barrier ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [757]

Unrestricted Spells—existences similar to magic, a general term for miraculous phenomena caused by freely manipulating the [Power of Existence].

The Fuzetsu that severs causality between inside and outside is the most frequently used Unrestricted Spell. Originally created by the "Pursuer of Truth," Dantalion, it was so complex that nearly no one could wield it. Only in modern times was it simplified by the "Spiral Organ," Leanan-sidhe, to the extent that even weak Rin...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [756]

Arriving at school, Hirai Yukari walked along the path lined on both sides with cherry blossom trees. She greeted the classmates she ran into naturally, casually chatting all the way to her classroom.

Class went by as ordinarily as always. This period was literature; the teacher was copying out a passage from Murasaki Shikibu’s The Tale of Genji on the blackboard. If she could choose, Hirai Yukari wished the teacher would cover more modern literature rather than such classica...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [90]

With Feixiao’s unshakable will to Hunt, the Path itself answered.

A brilliant streak of blue fire blazed across the heavens, comet-tail trailing splendid light. It crashed to the ground, standing before her.

When the radiance dispersed, a colossal axe-halberd stood planted in the earth.

Feixiao’s azure eyes shone brighter, gleaming like a gem in midnight.

“As clouds veil the sky, so shall I shield the Xianzhou.”

She strode forwar...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [89]

A soft sensation pressed against Yevenko’s face. What little vision he had dimmed into pitch black.

At that moment, Yevenko—dragon between his hips, peach at his nose.

Not only the shape but even the faint fragrance carried the sweetness of peach.

Probably because Raiden Ei had been snacking on peaches nonstop lately.

Realizing what he had touched, Yevenko scrambled backward, cheeks flushed.

No shff-shff of crawling followed—Ei hadn’t mo...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [88]

Yevenko straddled Feixiao’s waist, fists pounding her back and shoulders in a relentless storm of blows.

Feixiao’s expression shifted.

Slightly softened—her scarlet, furious eyes dimming, losing some of their savagery.

If she had consciousness, as a general she might have snapped: “Night-shifu, quit scratching.”

But… if she saw it as massage? Feixiao would have raised a thumb in praise.

The exhaustion of decades seemed to dissolve, leaving he...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [87]

Phantylia, who had been about to invade Jade’s body, was stopped cold by the sudden crash of the bulldozer-plane.

Of course, even if she had tried to take Jade’s body, the [Sheep Talisman] would have taught her the true meaning of despair.

From the start, Phantylia never understood—coveting Jade’s flesh was a fatal mistake.

And Yevenko, hearing her shriek, stepped on Hoolay’s head and asked:

“I bashed Hoolay—what’s it got to do with you...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [86]

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jade and Hoolay clashed ceaselessly, small form against giant bulk, colliding madly across the district.

One instant here, the next there—each collision blasted out gales that carved craters deep into the ground.

At this point, Jade could truly fight Hoolay fifty-fifty—even surpass him in some aspects.

But Hoolay, walking the Path of Abundance, had top-tier regeneration. Coupled with his rich battle instin...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [172]

The colossal corpse of the Deceiver Swarm King drifted like an asteroid in the void of space.

Even with most of its body devoured by a black hole, its remaining husk still loomed impossibly large.

Yet this gigantic remnant had vanished from the universe without a trace!

Sora stared intently at the footage in front of him. Moments earlier, that enormous husk had still lingered in the cosmos.

But suddenly, from far away, a brilliant silver flash erupted. Its dazzling bri...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [171]

Her head was sliced like a fruit into several pieces, then thrown into a blender and ground into pulp.

Even in unconsciousness, the sharp pain was enough to knit Tingyun’s brows together tightly.

Suddenly, she snapped her eyes open, awakening from the darkness.

Yet waking only sharpened the agony inside her head, forcing her mind into clarity enough to scan her surroundings.

Unfortunately, this place was utterly foreign—neither the Trade Planet nor aboard the Xianz...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [170]

The Black Market?

When Karai Risa mentioned this name, Kitahara Sota immediately thought: Oh, that’s something I’m very familiar with.

Actually, never mind "familiar"—right now, Kudou Kazuya was literally sitting right next to him. Before Karai arrived, they'd been discussing Kazuya’s recent investigations into that mysterious "buyer."

But that wasn’t the main issue right now.

The real question was: why would Karai Risa know about the existence of th...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [169]

Honestly, sometimes Kitahara Sota genuinely had no idea what was going on inside the heads of the little Uma Musume under his care.

Clearly, Nice Nature herself was the one who insisted that he touch her ears and tail—even refusing when he tried to stop.

And he'd repeatedly asked her if it really felt comfortable.

Yet now, even though he had followed her every request, she was looking at him with tear-filled eyes, asking if bullying her was really that much fun. He just co...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [168]

Perhaps because their talk earlier had taken effect, Kitahara Sota noticed during their subsequent conversation that the atmosphere between Special Week and Grass Wonder improved significantly.

As their talk went on, this improvement grew even more noticeable. The awkward, uneasy tension between the two gradually weakened and, by the time their conversation was nearing an end, had practically disappeared altogether.

What good girls...

Kitahara silently marveled in h...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [167]

Kitahara Sota chatted with Symboli Rudolf as they walked, and soon returned to the temporary clubroom.

As expected, Tokai Teio had effortlessly claimed victory in the race, and beautifully at that.

Back in the room, congratulations followed as usual, along with the rewards customary after a winning race.

However, unlike the other Uma Musume, partly due to her lack of "Humble Girl Power" and partly because Rudolf was right there beside them, even though a golden opportunity w...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [166]

This wasn't the first time Symboli Rudolf had considered recruiting Kitahara Sota.

In fact, aside from their very first meeting—once that misunderstanding was cleared—part of the reason she had taken the initiative to approach Kitahara was not just because he was Tokai Teio’s trainer.

The main reason was that she'd discovered he seemed to have some particular skills, and so she had intentionally drawn closer to him, hoping to recruit him under her wing.

And these skill...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [140]

At night, strolling along a shaded path within the academy grounds, Yasui Makoto occasionally glanced sideways.

Beside him, Kitasan Black walked with her head down, fingers intertwined in front of her, completely oblivious to his gaze.

After the hot spring therapy, reviewing the training race, and having dinner together, the other Uma Musume had each bid their goodbyes and gone their separate ways.

Makoto had planned to drop Kitasan off at her dormitory before heading back t...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [139]

Even after the training race ended, Yasui Makoto’s complicated emotions refused to settle down.

He had known clearly from the start that racing against powerful senpai would naturally put enormous pressure on Kitasan Black, who hadn’t even completed her Classic year yet.

But he still couldn’t help feeling that, in this particular race, those senpai might have gone just a bit too far.

It wasn’t about the result.

Just like last time, Kitasan finished dead last ag...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [138]

On the track, the first corner passed by.

Then, swiftly, the second corner.

Leading still was Deep Impact.

About a length and a half behind, Kitasan Black clenched her teeth, pupils trembling, fixing her gaze desperately on the figure diagonally ahead.

Being overtaken by another front-runner, disturbed while positioning, pressured through the corners... since her debut, she’d experienced all of these.

In previous training sessions, guided by Yasui Makoto, she�...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [137]

In Kitasan Black’s vision, just four or five meters back to her right was Deep Impact, whom she'd thought was still trailing at the very back mere seconds ago.

That forward-leaning figure was etched clearly onto her retinas, about four to five meters away.

The track exploded under Deep Impact’s swift and violent strides, her taut leg muscles vibrating at high frequency like hydraulic pistons, kicking up small, shallow craters in the woodchip layer with each powerful step.

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [136]

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Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [155]

So…how did things become this way?

Gotham Song couldn’t figure out how the situation had evolved to its current form.

Because, honestly, wasn’t this turn of events a little too abstract—?!

Who goes shopping with their big sister and suddenly finds themselves in a dance studio…?

No matter how you thought about it, wasn’t it just bizarre?

Gotham Song fell silent, searching deeply through her memories, before finally letting out a long sigh. She recalled...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [154]

Uma Musume using doping substances.

More precisely, it wasn’t just a single Uma Musume or certain Uma Musume using doping drugs during races to improve their results. Or rather, doping substances were just one type of it. A more accurate way to describe it was…

The various “nutritional supplements” Uma Musume consumed after their daily training sessions.

If Gotham Song used a term from her previous life, it would probably be along the lines of “science-driven extre...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [153]

In short, after deeply realizing what kind of world this was for Uma Musume, Gotham Song actually lost the occasional panicked feeling she'd had earlier.

How should her current mood be described?

Perhaps something like…

Well, I'm already here, and since I’m already deeply involved, what's the point of worrying anymore?!

Besides, the only one clearly considered her trainee at the moment was Vernal-chan, and as for everyone else around her… they didn’t s...

Urban Pokémon: All My Students Are Exceptionally Gifted [110]

“That’s it?”

“Teacher, isn’t dragging out classes supposed to be your specialty? You can’t lose that, you know!”

“Yeah, Teacher! For heaven’s sake, just teach a little longer!”

As the bell rang, students reluctantly complained, openly encouraging Guo Yi to inherit the proud teacherly tradition of extending class time.

Unfortunately...

For Guo Yi, that was absolutely impossible.

Extending class time?

Not a chance!

He got paid ...

Urban Pokémon: All My Students Are Exceptionally Gifted [109]

As dawn lifted the night’s veil, spilling brilliant morning light, a new day began.

Today marked Guo Yi’s first class, and he’d specially taken care to dress neatly.

Just as he was about to head for the classroom, Zhou Yue suddenly asked from the side, “Teacher Guo, how many students registered for your class?”

To avoid scheduling conflicts, students had to select their courses online in advance.

The university would then arrange classes without time clashes,...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [575]

“Oh? Why’s that?” August asked, pretending curiosity.

“Because she has such a ‘good’ teacher like you,” Giovanni replied dryly, deliberately emphasizing the sarcasm in the word “good.”

Giovanni clearly wasn’t giving August a compliment.

Yet August acted as though he hadn't caught the sarcasm at all, modestly waving his hand, “You flatter me, you flatter me. Actually, I'm not that good.”

“…”

Giovanni realized he'd made a serious mista...