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Who Can Resist Nakano Nino? [191]

As soon as Shirase returned to the living room, Nakano Nino quickly turned toward him. “How is she?”

Miku said nothing, quietly watching him, thinking it should be alright.

“Should be alright,” Shirase replied—exactly echoing Miku’s thought.

Miku froze. Reflexively, she glanced at Shirase, who smiled at her meaningfully. Feeling awkward, she quickly looked away.

Damn it, can this guy read minds?

Her cheeks flushed as she turned her head. She understoo...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [300]

The instant Rudolf released him, Mizuno toppled backward, gasping for air like a diver breaking the surface after nearly drowning.

It wasn’t that Rudolf had squeezed him hard enough to suffocate—but burying his face in a woman’s chest, breathing in her scent, was something no respectable trainer or gentleman should ever do.

So he’d been holding his breath the entire time, resisting the instinct to inhale.
Only once he was freed did he finally exhale in relief, lungs bur...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [299]

“Gah! Such a ruthless plan!”

Mizuno, buried helplessly in Rudolf’s chest, immediately realized what she was up to.

Up to now, he’d dodged the question of who he liked simply by saying nothing—because there’d never been a penalty for silence.

It was like those old gacha games from sixteen years ago—no pity system. Whether you got the rare character depended entirely on luck; some players pulled their dream in ten spins, while others wasted thousands and...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [298]

“Air Groove, what do you mean by that?” Mizuno stared, dumbfounded, at Air Groove—who now looked every bit like an empress preparing to select concubines for her emperor.
“‘You’ll decide who stays tonight’? Don’t tell me you actually plan to sleep here with me?”

“What else?” Rudolf tilted her head beside him, cupping her cheek with a sweetly innocent look. “Surely you wouldn’t be so cruel as to send a group of girls out alone this late at night? What if some...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [297]

“Go back?”

All the Uma Musume—except Urara—looked puzzled at Mizuno’s question.

“Why would we go back?”

“Huh?!” Mizuno stared at them in disbelief, spreading his hands.
“It’s already this late and you’re not going home—don’t tell me you all plan to stay here tonight and sleep with me?”

“…”
The Uma Musume said nothing, only staring silently at him—an answer in itself.

“Eh? Everyone’s staying here tonight?” Urara ti...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [296]

Nighttime. Stars glittered in the humid sky.

Though the sunflowers could no longer feel the sun’s warmth, their growth never stopped. Instead, they quietly shifted eastward, slowly turning their heads to prepare for tomorrow’s sunrise. At night, sunflowers actually moved twice as fast as they did during the day, making sure they’d be ready by dawn.

Just as sunflowers grew livelier at night, the moods of the Uma Musume—driven by hormones—tended to rise after dark as well....

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [35]

Inside his office, Hayaseura Takuhiko stared at the files on his desk, lost in thought.

A random coincidence had led him to discover Asukai Kiki’s special traits.

Her thoughts would uncontrollably leak into others’ minds, and her dreams could be invaded by outsiders.

Realizing the uniqueness of her power, Hayaseura immediately mobilized every resource at his disposal to conceal it.

At the same time, he secretly transferred Asukai Kiki away from her original hospita...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [34]

Under Dr. Seymour's arrangements, Katsuyama Denshin’s villa had become a literal dragnet.

Even the entity designated TN-349 couldn’t possibly leave unnoticed.

Unless it could teleport.

“JoJo, let me introduce you. This is Investigator Tom, a Class-A investigator from the Institute.”

Inside the conference room, Rōma introduced Joseph to the reinforcements sent by headquarters.

When the HQ received the Chiba branch’s request for assistance, they'd agreed...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [33]

“The whole squad was wiped out?”

Holding the report, Joseph felt it somewhat unbelievable.

He hadn't joined yesterday’s containment operation against the unknown entity.

At that time, he’d been busy handling his own tasks, and—unless something unexpected happened—he was scheduled to transfer temporarily to the Bald Eagle Branch.

But unexpectedly, something like this had occurred in the meantime.

It seemed his transfer would now have to be delayed.

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [32]

These last few days, Katsuyama Denshin had felt something terribly wrong.

His heart was always beating too fast, and at night, he often woke up startled.

There was a constant, inexplicable dread in his chest, as if he'd seen something terrifying.

Yet he had no recollection of it whatsoever.

“Heh, it couldn’t be that bunch coming to get their revenge, could it?”

Laughing bitterly to himself, Katsuyama quickly dismissed the thought from his mind.

Perhap...

A Rider Doesn't Need a Youth Romantic Comedy [31]

Knock, knock.

Dressed in his black uniform, Joseph gently tapped twice on the mirror with his finger.

The mirror let out a crisp, clear sound, identical to any ordinary mirror.

“So this is that mirror?”

Retracting his hand, Joseph turned back to look at Makoto Rōma, curiosity etched into his face.

After a brief meeting, the mirror had been officially designated SO-049.

Nickname: The Skull Mirror.

The overly talkative mirror protested veh...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [80]

“Another peaceful day! Mafuyu, you’ve got to work hard again today! Your own classes are just around the corner!”

The pink-haired young woman gave herself a pep talk in the mirror, fists raised with energy.

After lightly adjusting her neatly trimmed bangs, she bit into a slice of bread, slung her bag over one shoulder, and dashed out the door.

Two steps later, she broke into a jog.

“I’m gonna be late! I’m gonna be late! Ahh, if only I hadn’t cleaned last ...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [79]

“Yui! Hurry and thank Hikigaya-sensei! You’re so thoughtful, Sensei.”

Clapping happily, Mrs. Yuigahama looked two years younger as she sweetly prompted her daughter and thanked Ryōhei.

Dazed by the bustle, Yuigahama Yui finally saw the covers clearly—the legendary, must-have study guides from the Eastern mainland.

“T-Thank you, Hikigaya-sensei!”

No wonder they were so heavy—how long would three of these take to finish?

Even the dango bun tied askew...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [78]

“Brand-new books sure are expensive! Converted to RMB, that’s several hundred yuan, isn’t it?”

Hikigaya Ryōhei stepped out of the bookstore clutching a full set of Five-Year Gaokao, Three-Year Simulation, his heart aching from the hit to his wallet.

He knew perfectly well it wasn’t that Japanese books were overpriced—the pricing here, textbooks included, was fair enough. The real issue was that books in his previous world, in his old country, had simply been ...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [77]

So the policeman’s name was Megure Jūzō—and he’d once been a soldier.
The neat row of names beneath the group photo confirmed it.

In the picture, Megure looked much younger—barely thirty—fierce-faced, solidly built, brimming with energy.
Both hands rested on a military sword of indiscernible make. He sat front and center, striking a dignified, imposing pose.

Behind him, three ranks of soldiers formed a human wall; he alone occupied the front seat.

“Looks ...

Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [76]

Click.

The Miura family’s front door swung open, and Editor Machida followed Mrs. Miura inside as if she owned the place.

She and Mrs. Miura were best friends; casual drop-ins like this were routine.

The sudden noise startled Miura Yumiko, the blonde beauty sprawled on the sofa watching TV.

Realizing it was her mother, Yumiko bolted upright, quickly fixing her meticulously curled hair. She flipped the channel to an educational program.

If Mom caught he...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [190]

Staring at Agnes Tachyon’s intense gaze and feeling the lingering softness at the corner of his lips, Kitahara Sota remained silent for two seconds before responding.

Bonk—

With the clear sound of a forehead flick, Agnes Tachyon immediately squatted down, clutching her head with tears brimming in her eyes.

“That hurts! Couldn't you have gone a bit easier...?”

“So you can do it again next time?”

Kitahara shot her a sideways glance.

“An...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [189]

Contrary to what Oguri Cap had expected, after opening his eyes, Kitahara didn't question her too much about what had just happened.

It wasn't that Kitahara didn't care about her strange behavior earlier. Rather, compared to those unusual actions, he was far more worried about whether she'd gotten hurt or left with any lingering problems.

“Check yourself carefully again,” Kitahara said gently, “See if there's anywhere uncomfortable or strange…”

“And not just phys...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [188]

What...is going on here...?

Pinned beneath Oguri Cap—who was currently hugging his arm, seriously and diligently licking and sucking his fingers as if savoring a lollipop—Kitahara Sota was utterly stupefied.

Just moments ago, he'd been about to explain to Oguri the strange glowing phenomenon on his hand.

Then, without warning, Oguri Cap’s eyes had suddenly shifted, like a shark detecting blood in the water.

In the next instant, she lunged fiercely, toppling him o...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [187]

Early the next morning.

Kitahara woke from his slumber and began his day as usual.

Dressing, washing up, breakfast...

Nothing unusual happened in between.

Even the strange attractiveness lingering at his fingertips had dissipated overnight, leaving everything normal by morning.

Since that pull was now gone, the other Uma Musume didn't dwell on it much, writing it off as coincidence; after some brief private chatter, they simply moved on.

As for Nice Nature,...

Slacking Professionally at Tracen [186]

Facing Satono Diamond's application to join the team, Kitahara thought for a moment, but didn’t refuse.

Indeed, there was no reason to refuse.

Though when they first met, due to various reasons, Kitahara had been somewhat intimidated by her.

Let alone agreeing to let her join—he didn’t even want to get close.

But as time passed, with more frequent interactions, Kitahara’s mindset gradually began to shift.

Obedient, sensible, attentive…

Though stil...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [180]

With Kitasan Black's current popularity, even without the Arima Kinen fan voting underway yet, gaining a starting position wouldn’t be difficult.

But that also meant her opponents wouldn’t just be rivals from the same year, like Dura-chan or Satono Crown—there would also be veteran senpais from older-horse seasons.

The Arima Kinen, huh...?

Unconsciously gripping the training report tighter, the rustle of paper filled the quiet room. Yasui Makoto muttered softl...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [179]

Though deeply moved, Yasui Makoto hadn’t lost his rationality.

He wasn't certain how trainers worked in other countries, but in Japan, the atmosphere was notably conservative.

Yes, trainer academies existed, but they only taught very conventional theory.
The real intricacies of guiding an Uma Musume—right down to the subtle points of daily interactions—were entirely absent from those classes.

Yet, these subtleties were precisely what mattered most.

Take temper...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [178]

When Agnes Tachyon looked his way, Yasui Makoto couldn’t help but feel deeply uncomfortable.

He was already bad at handling these Uma Musume with extremely peculiar personalities, let alone guessing what exactly she was thinking right now.

Contrary to expectations, Yasui had assumed Agnes Tachyon would start spouting bizarre things upon returning—like taking tissue samples or human experimentation.

But instead, she behaved exactly like the middle-aged doctor, calmly and ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [177]

As Yasui Makoto studied the medical report alongside Air Groove, thoughts spun quickly in his mind. Soon, he connected Duramente’s recent training camp location to the seaside.

Seafood had an especially high purine content, and considering the current situation, Duramente’s training diet probably involved plenty of fish and shellfish.

This was common during seaside training camps, yet few Uma Musume ever developed inflammation from it.

Looked at this way, Duramente’s c...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [176]

As though lost in memory, Duramente was silent for a moment.

After a pause, as if abruptly changing the subject, she slowly said, “When I was little, there was a period when mom and dad were super busy, too busy to look after me. So Air Groove-senpai took care of me.”

Kitasan Black didn't quite get it. She tilted her head in confusion after thinking about it briefly, finally unable to hold back her question:

“…And then?”

“And then, that first day she was lo...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [125]

“Focus, focus...”

The arrow left Kagura’s bowstring with a sharp whistle, embedding itself firmly into the second ring of the distant target.

Lowering her bow, Kagura let out a gentle breath, mentally assessing her results and nodding in satisfaction.

——Your improvement’s pretty quick, huh? When your Ojou-sama first taught you archery, you wobbled all over the place. Now, even though you only practice occasionally, you can consistently hit the target. 2025-10-31 13:27:35 +0000 UTC View Post

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [124]

“...Trainer Tojo-san, as I mentioned earlier, I think Rudolf-ojousama’s training schedule needs adjusting.”

At noon, after lunch, Kagura hurried over to the trainer’s office to report Rudolf-ojousama’s physical condition to Trainer Tojo, who’d also just returned to Tracen—she’d gained a bit… no, it would be more accurate to say she’d gained a lot of weight.

Moreover, Rudolf-ojousama’s first planned race for the year—the Yayoi Sho—was just around the corne...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [123]

“Ojou-sama!! I was only gone for two weeks!! How—How did you manage to grow this belly!!?”

Early in the morning, a crisp, childish shout echoed from within the Student Council office.

The month-long holiday had finally ended. Students gradually returned to school, and Kagura, who’d been forced into two weeks of vacation at the Symboli Household, had also returned to Tracen Academy at last.

Naturally, Kagura’s first stop upon arriving was the Student Council to repo...

Uma Musume: Your Uma Has A Problem! [122]

For Mr. C.B., today was definitely one she’d never forget.

Even after sending Kagura back to the Symboli Household, she was still lost in the dream-like afternoon they’d shared. So dazed was she when she returned to Tracen and wandered to her trainer, it wasn’t until the trainer lightly tapped her on the head a few times that Mr. C.B. finally snapped back.

“Why’d you come back looking like you left your soul somewhere? Didn’t you say you wanted to go out today to adjus...