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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [177]

"Wait a sec!"

Seeing Air Groove behind him poised to pull off his clothes, Mizuno hurriedly spun around, grabbing her wrist. "I—I can explain this, too!"

"......" Air Groove didn't speak, just stared intently at Mizuno, her severe expression clearly saying: If you can't give me a good reason, I’m going to take action.

"Ahem…" Mizuno cleared his throat awkwardly, scratching his face.

Indeed, admitting that he wasn't an "Onii-sama" was simply impossible fo...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [176]

Staaare—

Realizing this, Air Groove began to seriously scrutinize this strange Trainer-san who, for some unknown reason, insisted on hiding every inch of his body.

Previously, she'd been so single-mindedly focused on finding the mysterious man who’d appeared before the Three Goddesses’ statue that she'd overlooked just how suspicious Trainer Mizuno himself was.

Trainer Mizuno: identity unknown, appearance unknown. All she knew was that he was a friend deeply t...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [60]

Ogawa Fumika changed into a fresh pair of stockings in the restroom. The dry, smooth feeling made her sigh in relief—though also with some shame. That was way too embarrassing.

Clutching her purse, she slipped quietly back into the theater, sitting down beside Chiba Shuuichi. Her heart once again filled with joy.

If only a scene like this could last forever…

Thinking that, she glanced at Shuuichi’s shadowed profile in the dark and couldn’t help pres...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [59]

Chiba Shuuichi glanced at Ogawa Sayuki, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint, unreadable smile. “Well, nothing to be done then. Sayuki-neesan doesn’t mind, right?”

Sayuki’s peach-blossom eyes slid toward him in a languid sidelong glance, reading every inch of the little man’s bad intentions. “This is your date with sis. I’m just the extra—what could I possibly have to mind?”

Ogawa Fumika hesitated, words catching in her throat. Even if she was sl...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [58]

The most praised thing about this izakaya wasn’t the taste of its dishes, but that the private booths were narrow, soundproof, and dimly lit.

Under the table, there was zero visibility.

The servers wouldn’t intrude—only coming when the bell was pressed, and even then they wouldn’t step inside.

A long table ran all the way to the door; when food was served, a small hatch on the inside of the door would be slid open, and the dishes pushed in.

From the mo...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [57]

After school in the afternoon, Chiba Shuuichi headed alone back toward the shopping street.

When he reached the entrance, he spotted the Yoshinoya manager standing at the door, staring at the sky in a daze.

Noticing Shuuichi, the man immediately sent over a gaze so full of grievance it was almost pitiful.

Getting that kind of look from a grown man made Shuuichi’s skin crawl. Even if he, a regular customer, hadn’t been coming by lately, it shouldn’t be that big...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [56]

The last period on Wednesday morning was Home Basics. Today’s lesson was cooking. After a brief explanation and a few reminders, the teacher let the students form their own groups.

Chiba Shuuichi picked a cooking station tucked in a corner. As usual, Uchida Yae came over on his own. For this sort of group activity, the two of them typically just chatted and muddled through.

But today was different—because… Akiyama An also walked over.

“Look over there—what’s goin...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [105]

“It’s a shame—knocked on his door, no response. Looks like Hijikata-san’s in complete coma mode. No way he’s waking up today.”

Wearing his school uniform, Kuroba Akira came downstairs holding his tracksuit, shrugging with palms up.

Hijikata-san was as busy as ever—his default state was basically the same as Akira’s rush-manuscript mode, grind meter maxed out.

So much for a rare get-together of all three transmigrators. Tashiro Benika gave a wry smile.

�...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [104]

Lately, Tashiro Benika had been showing up more often during the day.

She could often be found sitting in the living room for a while—not to interrupt Kuroba Akira and Shiginomiya, but just resting her chin in her hand and watching them, as if appreciating some kind of beautiful scenery.

Shiginomiya’s face held a trace of awkwardness, a blush coloring her cheeks. She spoke a little shyly.

“Um… Benika-san… there’s something I’d like to ask you…”

“Oh?...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [103]

But right now, Shiginomiya Shion could only tuck that newly awakened feeling of love deep away again, not daring to let even a trace show.
Because she knew—Kuroba Akira didn’t like her.

He wasn’t working with her because he’d fallen for her. He hadn’t even been drawn in by her looks—he’d simply recognized her talent… though even that alone was enough to make Shiginomiya silly-smile with happiness.

But she knew, very clearly, that there was no romance in it.

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [102]

After a short break of idle chatter, Kuroba Akira decided it was time to get back to refining the first volume of his novel.

After that, he still needed to add in the outline for the following volumes, write a few notes for the editor, then do some layout adjustments to make sure the reading experience was smooth.

If he got all that done today, he could submit it tomorrow.

When Akira sat back down, he noticed Shiginomiya still hadn’t gotten up to continue her voice-acting ...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [101]

Kuroba Akira suddenly felt a nudge against his shoulder.
Just as he was wondering what was going on and turned his head to look—

His head had barely turned thirty degrees when Shiginomiya’s foot pressed against the side of his face, right up against his nose… so this time, he’d literally had a beautiful girl step on his face.

And unexpectedly, he caught the scent from her foot—just a faint trace of sweat, but more than that, the smell of silk fabric and bath soap… a...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [140]

The living room fell into sudden silence, the strange atmosphere making both girls on the sofa acutely uncomfortable.

“What’s going on with you two?” Nobu asked with a smile.

Hinamori kept her head lowered, unwilling to meet his eyes. “It’s nothing.”

“Kaichō…”

Rukia was about to speak, but Hinamori’s grip on her hand tightened abruptly, holding back the words that had been at the tip of her tongue.

Nobu looked at the two of them again. “You...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [139]

Hinamori wandered back into the living room in a daze.
Everyone was still chatting, and aside from Rukia, no one seemed to notice that something in her expression was… off.

“What’s wrong? Did you throw up just now?” Rukia asked.

Hinamori shook her head, her gaze drifting toward Hitsugaya and lingering there for a long while.

Hitsugaya Tōshirō’s hair was a striking silver, so bright it stood out in any crowd.

But the strand she had seen clinging to the ba...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [138]

Faced with Nobu’s question, the black cat still gave no reply, simply keeping its head down over the plate of fish.

That, however, told Nobu something.

It clearly knew he had seen through its ordinariness, yet it had no wish to expose its identity further.

But then—why had it come here of its own accord to seek him out?

What if he were to call out its identity right now…

He weighed it in his mind.
The other party was surely someone whose name appeared in...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [137]

That night, Nobu passed part of the reward he had gained from Isane back to her through Feedback.

Isane felt the shift in her own spiritual pressure almost immediately.

While she was still reeling in surprise, Nobu told her it was his Zanpakutō’s ability—to permanently share a portion of his reiatsu with another.

Her eyes widened. “How can such an ability even exist?!”

“How does it feel? How much has your reiatsu risen?” he asked.

At his current leve...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [136]

Kotetsu Isane stood before Nobu’s door, hesitated briefly, then knocked.

Moments later, the door creaked open, and she was pulled inside in one motion.

The door closed softly behind her, but before she could speak, heated breath stole the words from her lips.

The dull thud of her head against the door mingled with ragged breathing.

Her fingers clutched uselessly at his front, white knuckles curling weakly into the fabric of his shihakushō, slipping at last to hover ...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [220]

"My name is Sakai Yuuji."

Well, that introduction alone doesn't really tell anyone anything meaningful. After all, what can a person learn from just a name?

"My name is Sakai Yuuji. I'm just an average first-year high school student, nothing special about me. My grades are mediocre, no favorite foods, and nothing I particularly dislike either."

"My relationships with classmates are ordinary too. Aside from being seated second-to-last by the window when school started, nothin...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [219]

Atop the highest building in Misaki City, there was a closed-off, dimly lit space.

The room was expansive, yet devoid of any furniture or decoration—utterly empty.

In its very center stood a large, garden-style diorama, meticulously crafted from toy blocks and scale models.

Anyone familiar with Misaki City would be astonished upon seeing this diorama, for it was a perfect, real-time replica of the entire city itself.

Rather than merely being a static model, this dior...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [218]

After dealing with those delinquents, Shirou Emiya hadn't noticed anything particularly strange.

That delinquent’s disappearance wasn't like Jack the Ripper's [Information Erasure], where memories were forcibly carved out of your mind, leaving behind a sense that something vital was missing.

With Jack, you might recall you had fought someone, yet the details—their appearance, name, or abilities—would vanish completely, as if that segment of memory had been c...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [217]

Something was off.

Something was very, very wrong.

Shirou Emiya leaned against the alley wall, trying to piece together the events that had just occurred.

He didn't understand—he couldn't figure out what he’d been doing just moments ago.

Yes, Shirou couldn't comprehend why he’d been standing in the middle of that street. He felt he had forgotten something crucial, yet strangely, his memory told him he’d lost nothing at all.

It wasn't as if Shirou couldn�...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [216]

The morning sun spilled from the heavens, illuminating the street below. Emerald leaves carpeted both sides of the road, swaying gently in the breeze, filling the air with a refreshing, spring-like fragrance.

Rather than bustling, this street was best described as orderly.

Though plenty of people moved along the avenue, it lacked the noisy chaos of a major city. In fact, much like Shirou Emiya's hometown of Fuyuki City, the atmosphere here was serene and humble.

Small stalls...

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heyyyy guys how its going i got bad news

so with me being the strong independent woman i am, i managed to somehow cut a glass in half while washing it (it was probably already cracked before hand) but uhhh i DID manage to cut myself on it, my left thumb in fact, so im just letting you know that

MAYBE

PROBABLY

tl updates will be fewer, heh you expected me to take a break? honestly im doing fine rn im just not using my left thumb but itll really hamper my tling speed, sp...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [168]

Early next morning, before the alarm had even sounded and while the sky was still gray and dim, Mizuno opened his eyes, completely unable to sleep any longer.

Because the tent's bed was too small, he and Rudolf had inevitably collided and brushed against each other multiple times during the night.

Even though Mizuno had tried his best to minimize space by sleeping on his side, he still kept getting touched by Rudolf from time to time, making him begin to suspect she was doing it o...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [70]

It was Saturday the next day. Although Symboli Speed wanted Kagura to take a longer break and return to school next week, Kagura still insisted on going back to class.

Naturally, the first thing Kagura did upon returning was head straight to Tracen Academy’s cafeteria. The student kitchen had practically become her second office. While it was technically a shared kitchen, Kagura had yet to see anyone else seriously contest her use of the place.

“Huh…”

Kagura opened t...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [69]

Symboli Sirius’s whereabouts were as elusive as ever. After running alongside Kagura and finishing their cooldown massage in the morning, she had vanished without a trace, just like usual. Even the maids at home had no clue where she'd wandered off to.

Thus, Kagura spent her whole day idly drifting around the Symboli estate. Speed-sama, who usually disliked seeing children laze about, seemed strangely delighted and said nothing. Occasionally, she'd sneakily peer at Kagura from some co...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [68]

On the starting line, Kagura could clearly sense that Symboli Sirius was brimming with fighting spirit and a hunger for victory even more intense than Rudolf Ojou-sama’s. But after racing alongside Rudolf so often, Kagura had grown accustomed to this kind of pressure, so it wasn't a problem for her.

“Recently, whenever I contacted Rudolf, she kept praising this amazing Support Uma who joined her side. After watching your race with that little Mejiro girl, I finally understood why sh...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [67]

Just what was that little Uma Musume trying to do by getting close to me? She followed me all the way but left without doing anything…

Kagura lay on her bed in Symboli Estate, fresh from the bath, contemplating the mysterious encounter she'd had in the park today. She still couldn't figure out why the girl had followed her, then abruptly left after coming close without doing anything.

Clearly, that Uma Musume was a living person, and the ghost behind her was equally rea...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [66]

“Huff... Huff...”

Mejiro McQueen leaned against the tree, doubled over, gasping heavily as she tried to catch her breath.

Her determination to lose weight had kept McQueen here after finishing Kagura’s snacks, accompanying Kagura through an unexpectedly intense exercise session. At first, McQueen believed her stamina was decent enough to handle whatever Kagura proposed, but the routine Kagura had learned from who-knows-where turned out to be incredibly exhausting. After near...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [65]

At lunchtime, Maruzensky-san returned to Tracen's cafeteria for the first time in ages, hoping she might bump into Kagura-chan. Spotting Akikawa Yayoi and Rudolf Ojou-sama eating there gave her a pleasant surprise, but when she looked behind them, the kitchen Kagura usually occupied was pitch-dark, its doors even locked tight.

“Eh? That’s weird. How come it’s just you two here? Where’s Kagura-chan?”

“Oh, her? She’s been overworking herself lately, so my grandmother c...