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Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [152]

“So, you mean Vernal-chan’s father seriously said some things to you that you couldn’t understand at all?”

“Yeah. At the very end, when he stood up to leave and left us alone, he even bowed very solemnly and said... ‘From now on, my daughter’s life is entrusted to you, Gotham Song-san. My responsibility has been handed over.’”

Recalling everything that happened earlier at Vernal Equinox’s home, Gotham Song suddenly felt something was very strange.

No matt...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [151]

Sunday Silence was crumpled into a ball by Gotham Song, then thrown into Manhattan Cafe’s room to apologize.

Oh, crumpled in a literal, physical sense. After all, Old Ghost #1 was currently in a deceased state—ghosts or whatever could apparently break physical laws and reshape themselves; fascinating, right?

Anyway, Gotham Song had plenty of fun toying around with Sunday Silence for quite a while, but—maybe it was the silver-haired filly's imagination—the old ghost seemed ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [754]

This was a world with gods.

No matter the past, present, or future, whenever humans were helpless, they would always pray to the gods.

Unfortunately, of the three gods existing here, one never interfered, another cared only for the world and its order, and the last stood firmly on the invaders’ side.

Because these weren’t gods of humanity; rather, they belonged to those who invaded the human world—the Crimson Denizens from the Crimson Realm.

Thus, even if humanit...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [753]

“What is this place?”

Eternal gloom shrouded everything. The sky was an endless dark expanse, devoid of sun, moon, or starlight. The air was filled with dryness and decay. Dim ghostly lights flickered weakly in the darkness—not warm like sunlight, nor gentle like moonbeams, but rather an eerie glow cold enough to freeze the soul.

The terrain here was both complicated and monotonous, barren and scattered with strange, jagged rocks. Far away, many cages could be seen, each hol...

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I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [752]

“This is impossible…”

“Meteora” doubted the reality before her eyes, unable to comprehend it at all.

With steadfast, devout faith, she’d followed her god, conquering countless worlds and connecting the minds of countless beings across untold millennia. Over all these long years, through her contributions and the god’s favor, she had obtained immense knowledge from Him.

Though incomparable to a certain supreme deity guarding the gate of truth, the Flower Outer G...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [751]

“Mirokuji——!!”

Mirokuji Yūya, deified by Van Gogh’s Noble Phantasm, was killed off this carelessly?

He hadn’t even managed to figure out the enemy’s ability, dying without accomplishing anything.

Selesia was still frozen in shock, but the others immediately leapt into action.

Altair’s saber; Blitz Talker’s bombs; the cannon-like moonlit arrow fired by Kanoya Rui’s [Gigas Machina]; and Mamika Kirameki’s seemingly weak yet divinely...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [200]

Just as everyone in the izakaya was reveling joyously, sounds of commotion suddenly echoed from the tunnel entrance.

At first, nobody paid it much mind, assuming the next group of trainers returning by bus had just arrived, explaining the noise.

But after quite a while, the ruckus not only didn't fade away, but seemed to grow increasingly chaotic…

And oddly enough, this extremely popular izakaya had received no new customers during this entire period—completely unlike wh...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [199]

At this moment, Mizuno and the other male trainers who’d just arrived back at the dormitory still had no idea that their hidden dorm’s location was spreading wildly on the Tracen Uma forums.

Everyone strolled leisurely along the clean, quiet stone-paved road, fully enjoying the rare peace and tranquility isolated from the outside world.

Just as Mizuno yawned sleepily, about to return to his room for a well-deserved rest, someone abruptly tapped his shoulder.

Mizuno quick...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [198]

“Sorry, senpai…”

From inside the school bus, Mizuno watched as Matsushita Tesashi, who’d missed the bus due to his actions, was promptly dragged away by his own Uma to be thoroughly enjoyed. Guilt gnawed heavily at Mizuno's heart.

Normally, Mizuno would never snatch a bus seat away from a veteran trainer.

First, it wasn’t necessary. Mizuno was still just a rookie trainer. His own Uma hadn’t reached the stage where "not returning at night means forced dates." He d...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [197]

Initially, Mizuno felt incredibly happy about finishing his mission today.

Because he no longer needed to pretend to be a plant researcher, spending every waking moment fussing over flowers (meaning carefully deducing the perfect ratios for plant nutrients).

Instead, he could finally return to his real job as a trainer—training his own Uma and helping them win races.

So, as he walked along, Mizuno was practically bouncing with excitement, impatiently looking forwa...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [196]

“Hey! Air Groove-san! Wake up, stop sleeping already!”

Mizuno gently nudged Air Groove, trying to make her open her eyes and clearly see him again.

“...” Air Groove opened her eyes and stared blankly back at Mizuno.

“Trainer Mizuno, what’s wrong?”

“Look...” Mizuno pointed helplessly to his right arm, tightly clutched by Air Groove. “You’re hugging me...”

“Oh.” Air Groove replied blandly, seemingly indifferent.

“Oh?” Mizuno sc...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [195]

About a day and a half later, the unconscious Mizuno finally recovered from the aftereffects of the stamina potion and slowly opened his eyes.

“...” Mizuno stared blankly at the familiar ceiling of the tent, his mind clearly still buffering, processor not fully loaded yet.

“What time is it now…?”

He raised his right hand to rub his aching head, deep in thought.

He only remembered that, back then, to ensure Air Groove had enough time and energy to watch the Ce...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [194]

“My wish...”

Air Groove walked out from the pitch-dark hut where the Cereus flower had bloomed, her ears drooping low.

It was now midday; the sun outside hung high overhead, generously pouring warmth onto all the plants in the flowerbed.

Having been in darkness for so long, Air Groove found the sunlight painfully dazzling. She raised her hand, shielding her eyes from the glare to ease the discomfort.

Thanks to Trainer Mizuno, Air Groove still felt no trace of fatig...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [193]

In the center of the pitch-black room, the Cereus flower finally absorbed enough energy. After a slight quivering of its buds and leaves, it slowly blossomed.

White petals gently glowed, sacred and beautiful as moonlight, dispersing the darkness around them.

At the flower’s center, a yellow pistil sat like a king on a throne, surrounded by knights clad in pure white, reflected clearly in everyone’s pupils.

“Wow~” Symboli Rudolf and Tokai Teio gasped in awe.

“...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [192]

Seven in the evening, Tracen Academy’s flowerbed, in a shabby little room sealed tightly from all outside light.

Tokai Teio, Symboli Rudolf, Air Groove, and Mizuno Sora gathered around, starting the final task of their meeting here—cultivating and blooming the Cereus flower!

“Sunlight lamps, set!”

“Cereus seed, planted!”

“Nutrient solutions, fully prepared!”

“[Stamina Drink 2.0], ready to consume anytime!”

Compared to su...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [191]

Around six in the evening, Tracen Academy cafeteria.

Once again, Mizuno had brought Air Groove and Tokai Teio here for dinner—and today, President Rudolf had joined in as well.

The trainer and the three Uma found an empty table and quietly began their meal.

Air Groove’s appetite seemed notably improved today. Unlike yesterday, when she'd barely picked at a few slices of bread, today she unprecedentedly matched Tokai Teio’s hefty portions. Without any urging from Mizuno...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [190]

It was unclear how long he’d been unconscious before Mizuno finally woke up.

“…” Opening his eyes, Mizuno noticed the oppressive weight of Air Groove sitting atop him was gone, replaced instead by a blanket covering his body, along with a familiar tent ceiling.

“So it was just a nightmare...” Mizuno exhaled in relief, lingering fear still evident in his voice.

For a moment, he’d genuinely believed he’d been called an “idiot” repeatedly by Air Groove, but ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [189]

“Idiot, idiot, idiooot~”

“Yameroooo—!” Mizuno felt as though he were tied up in the middle of a crowded market, enduring death by a thousand cuts from an executioner’s blade. No matter how strong his mental fortitude, this kind of inhuman torment was impossible to withstand.

“Gyaa!” Finally, Mizuno rolled his eyes back and began foaming at the mouth, swiftly fainting away.

“Heheh~” Air Groove watched Mizuno—who had stubbornly refused to admit defeat—n...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [188]

“Why...is it me?” Air Groove’s eyes trembled, a dull ringing echoing in her head.

She couldn’t figure it out—couldn’t understand it at all—that this strange trainer’s ultimate reason for doing the experiment...was actually her?!

“Oh crap!” Mizuno, pinned beneath Air Groove, cried out in panic.

He never expected Air Groove to guess it correctly at the very last second!

If only she’d taken one second longer! Once the sunflower beside them bloomed, M...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [187]

"Yamerooo—!" Mizuno desperately tried to escape, but with his feeble human strength, he had no chance of breaking free from Air Groove’s iron grip.

"Is it for Hayakawa-san? Or perhaps the Chairman?" Air Groove rapidly listed all official staff of Tracen Academy, but the answer she sensed from Mizuno’s eyes was consistently negative…

"Not a staff member? Could it be an Uma then?" Air Groove guessed again.

This time, unexpectedly, the answer was yes!

"Someone fro...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [186]

“...” Mizuno and Air Groove were staring at each other, each harboring questions they wished to ask the other.

Yet seeing that the other person also seemed ready to speak, both trainer and Uma politely swallowed back their words, hoping the other would ask first.

Thus, a brief silence stretched between them.

Several minutes later, Mizuno finally broke the stalemate.

“You go first,” he said.

“Mm.” Air Groove nodded, accepting Mizuno’s courtesy. Then,...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [161]

To be perfectly honest, Kitahara Sota himself knew very clearly that what he'd just done was somewhat inappropriate.

But the problem was Agnes Digital’s situation.

Even though she wanted to trust his words—

No matter how much she trusted, no matter how honest or sincere those words were,

Ultimately, words alone could only go so far. Repeated too many times, they might even have the opposite effect.

So even knowing it might've been inappropriate,

Kitahar...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [65]

Satoshi and Frogadier stood utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene before them.

Wait…wasn't Sylveon’s stamina perfectly fine? Did it somehow sustain internal injuries today?!

We have a traitor here, huh?! Sylveon, did you throw the match on purpose?!

[Satobaby, it's all your fault, you know~]

Whatever. If it's gotta be a 1 vs. 2, then fine.

Satoshi felt a slight headache coming on, but the...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [64]

Soyo shook her head slightly, revealing her gentle side as she naturally reached out and held onto Satoshi’s hand. Since he was so dense anyway, taking things a little further shouldn’t be a big deal.

Even if he never realized her feelings, it didn't matter. Soyo had already made plans to catch a Hypno—then hypnotize Satoshi and force him to sign a marriage registration form. She was thinking decades ahead already.

The Soyo of today was planting seeds for the future—comple...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [63]

After a while, the floor Satoshi was on began to fill with more teams, trainers and Pokémon moving about in a steady stream. It still wasn’t crowded—some top-ten teams didn’t even bother showing up, each having their own things to attend to.

For example, not even a single member of Ave Mujica, that strong duo, appeared.

Some teams would look for temporary members to raise their rankings, but Ave Mujica had made the top ten with just two members—clearly, they had absolute ...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [62]

This...is probably what they call a shuraba.

Right now, Satoshi was seated here, with Anon and Soyo beside him, and facing Karen, who smiled sweetly at him as if looking at her boyfriend.

Satoshi’s take on this was simple: “No objections from me!”

It’s fine, after all—I’m super eager to battle all three of you!

Aside from Anon and Soyo, the rest of the group didn't have any special feelings. They weren't trapped in love or anything.

But Karen had sham...

Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [61]

The meeting place for MYGO was at the Rainbow Wing Pokémon Battle Café.

Rainbow Wing Pokémon Battle Café—usually just called "Rainbow Wing Café"—was currently the largest battle-themed restaurant in the city where Satoshi lived.

It's roughly like "Treasure Eatery" in Paldea's Medali Gym—the place Gym Leader Larry frequented—but the Rainbow Wing Café was larger. Plus, it allowed Pokémon to roam freely and eat as long as they weren’t too huge or bizarre.

Like ...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [570]

“Codename?”

August rubbed his chin. He honestly hadn’t thought about that before.

But it wasn’t hard for him at all. After a brief pause, August confidently declared:

“We’ll call it Project Rainbow!”

And without another word, he stepped into Hoopa’s portal, leaving behind a puzzled Gold scratching his head.

Project Rainbow? What does that mean—does it have some deeper significance?

···

Kanto Branch Headquarters.

Ret...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [569]

Sordward and Shielbert sized up Gary for a long moment.

Gary stood tall, puffing out his chest—until he heard them say:

“Who the heck are you!?”

“We’re here to challenge August. Irrelevant nobodies should scram!”

Irrelevant nobody... irrelevant nobody...

These words echoed relentlessly in Gary’s mind, petrifying him instantly. It took a while before he snapped back, roaring indignantly, “I’ll have you know—I’m the Indigo League Cham...