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Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [321]

“Is this… a stone statue?”

Diancie looked at the Froakie statue not far away, her voice a little uncertain, murmuring to herself.

It was carved well, clearly of stone.

Yet the statue before her gave her a deeply unsettling feeling—just looking at it made a chill creep down her spine.

Unconsciously, Diancie tightened her small hands around the ore she was holding.

Driven by curiosity, she cautiously edged closer to the statue.

Sususu—

Urban Pokémon: All My Students Are Exceptionally Gifted [100]

“Pika!”

Pikachu, who had long been longing for the [Light Ball], snatched it up in the blink of an eye.

Yet—before everyone’s astonished eyes, it gulped down the orb, bigger than its own face, in a single swallow.

This action from Pikachu nearly scared Hu Yan’er out of her wits.

Won’t that cause indigestion?

“Teacher, will Pikachu be okay?”

Even Guo Yi was surprised by such a crude display.

But as for Pikachu�...

Urban Pokémon: All My Students Are Exceptionally Gifted [99]

“So this is the physique of the Super Rookie?”

“It feels… a little terrifying!”

Guo Yi could feel the surge of strength rushing through his body, a trace of shock flashing in his eyes.

Because of the appearance of Pokémon and the secret realms—humans of this world were already several times stronger in body than those of his previous life.

Some could even train themselves to the point of fighting Pokémon head-on.

And scenes of humans battli...

Hu Tao Is Monetizing My Existence. [290]

“What exactly is going on? Speak clearly.”

Her instincts told her something about these men wasn’t right. But if there really were malicious spirits at work, she could not ignore them.

“Near Wuwang Hill, a section of the mountain collapsed and revealed an ancient ruin. Out of curiosity, us brothers went in to explore. But our eldest was possessed by an evil ghost… we barely escaped with our lives.” One man spoke with tears in his eyes.

For the Fatui, disguising t...

Hu Tao Is Monetizing My Existence. [289]

While the others were gathering flowers, Liyue Harbor was far from peaceful.

The adepti who had already conferred showed no intent to conceal their forms. Feet upon drifting clouds, they flew as true immortals from Wangshu Inn all the way to Mt. Tianheng.

Ningguang and Keqing, having received word, waited outside the city early on. They immediately gave orders for all Fatui in Liyue to be strictly monitored—not secretly this time, but brazenly, face-to-face surveillance. At the ...

Hu Tao Is Monetizing My Existence. [288]

Ganyu gave Jiang Bai a small nod in greeting, then let her gaze fall upon Aether and Paimon.

“And the two of you are?”

“I’m Paimon, this is Aether—we’re Travelers, planning to journey through all seven nations.”

Ganyu’s eyes lit with recognition. “So you are the ones who saved Mond during the dragon calamity.”

“I am Ganyu, secretary to the Qixing. But right now is my rest time—you may call me simply Ganyu.”

Her demeanor at work was not t...

Hu Tao Is Monetizing My Existence. [287]

“This bard fell onto my roof at the crack of dawn, broke a few tiles, and claimed he was looking for you.” Zhongli casually invented a reason for his appearance.

Jiang Bai, Aether, and Paimon all turned to look at Venti.

“So you really are here!” Venti’s expression was bright with surprise. He hardly needed Zhongli’s cover—he naturally went along with the story.

“I had Dvalin bring me over, but the moment we flew above Liyue Harbor, he tossed me off....

Hu Tao Is Monetizing My Existence. [286]

For three thousand seven hundred years, the Archon had labored diligently, faithfully adhering to his duties, never once slackening.

While the adepti withdrew into the mountains for millennia, ignoring the affairs of the mortal world, the Archon never rested.

Now, at last, had come the time when he wished to lay his burdens down.

They did not oppose the Archon’s decision. Only felt lost.

Without the Archon—what kind of Liyue would it be? Could peace be maintained? ...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [115]

“Woah! So this is Kazimierz?”

Staring up at the sprawling metropolis before him, Don Quixote let out such a cry of wonder. Compared to Kazdel, Kazimierz was indeed more than twice as bustling…

As a true commercial nation, Kazimierz possessed a cityscape few others could rival. Drones buzzed through the skies, broadcasting advertisements for knight tournaments. Every few steps, one could see billboards flashing across the sides of skyscrapers.

Kazimierz’s advertisemen...

Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [114]

After Lobotomy Corporation officially became a Wing of the World, the very first thing it did was negotiate with Victoria, Ursus, and Laterano.

Even before the war in Kazdel had ended, Lobotomy Corporation had already signed contracts with the three nations. They would provide land and manpower for Lobotomy to build branches. In return, Lobotomy would sell them vast amounts of clean energy.

How much, exactly?

That depended on how much each country consumed. At the very least...

Trapped in Honkai: Integrated Strategies [21]

“My dear Kiana-san, if you keep sleeping during self-study, I’ll have to restrict your gaming time at night, you know?”

“Oh, wait, no—that’s just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. How about this then: when the time comes, I’ll team up with Bronya-san. No matter what game you’re playing, we’ll both make smurf accounts and snipe you until you have no gaming experience left at all. How about it?”

Standing beside Kiana’s desk, Lyra reached out and ruthle...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [85]

“So you’re the one Tomori mentioned—the one who ‘wants to become human.’”

“—?!”

The moment Rinto said this, Sakiko, who had been sinking into guilt and unease, immediately lifted her head.

Like a child caught doing something wrong, her beautiful amber eyes quickly welled with tears. She opened her mouth but couldn’t make a sound.

Like a mermaid princess washed ashore, helpless and voiceless, Rinto couldn’t help thinking.

He...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [84]

After a round of cute bickering, it was Nijika who finally took out the money and paid for the three CDs Yamada Ryo had wanted.

Rinto thanked them for their support, feeling glad that Momoka had fans like these.

“...Rinto.”

Yamada Ryo glanced at her phone for a while, then quietly stepped close to him.

So close, in fact, that her words brushed right against his ear like a whisper:

“Has Momoka-san been acting strange lately? The new songs she wrote feel real...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [83]

Yamada Ryo was a fan of Momoka, often coming to support her at street lives. Rinto had already seen her several times.

She was often generous, always buying Momoka’s CDs in sets of three—supposedly one to keep, one to use, and one to “spread the gospel.”

Rinto handed her three discs, while looking with some interest at her current outfit:

“This is the first time I’ve seen you in uniform. Is that Shimokitazawa High? Third year?”

“Second year.” The cool...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [82]

“Read the lyrics, don’t run your mouth!”

The tsundere Momoka wolfed down rice fiercely, refusing to take Rinto’s joke at all.

Which made Rinto honestly think: No wonder this woman’s still single. It actually makes sense.

He rubbed his shin, then carefully read through the lyrics again.

With a title like Love That Cannot Be Reached, of course the whole piece carried that flavor of longing and unattainability.

This really didn’t seem l...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [81]

“—Rinto, Rinto, Rinto~!”

Rinto had just finished buying groceries and returned home. As soon as he pushed open the creaking, battered old door, he heard Momoka’s hurried footsteps tumbling down from upstairs.

The sound of her stockings on the wooden floorboards, barefoot without slippers—Rinto thought, that’s something I’ll never forget for the rest of my life.

Her mood today was even higher than usual. She rushed straight at him and threw her arms aro...

Reject Me, You Vile Woman! [70]

Teresia’s heartbeat quickened against her will.

Her official identity was, after all, still that of an assassin from the Tower of Chronomancy. If Quinn were to discover her, then given how hypersensitive and disgusted the Empress now was toward the Tower, both Linen and she herself would surely be doomed.

At that moment, Linen’s voice rang out.

“A woman’s scent in my room—does that really count as something so surprising?”

Expression unchanging, he asked fa...

Reject Me, You Vile Woman! [69]

The office door was suddenly pushed open. Elena, together with the now-recovered Hysteria, returned to the room. At the same time, Linen rose to his feet, bowing elegantly as he took his leave of Teacher Milian:

“Then I shall take my leave for now, Teacher Milian. I hope that in the future we can share even closer ties.”

One had to admit—Linen, in this life, was indeed handsome. Coupled with the noble temperament cultivated since childhood, and his extraordinary talent, it w...

Reject Me, You Vile Woman! [68]

“Linen-kun, I don’t quite understand what you mean. Mr. Traor may not be a grand minister, but he seems deeply trusted by Her Majesty the Empress. To so thoroughly make an enemy of him—are you sure it’s alright?”

Milian adjusted her glasses, looking worriedly at her student, who sat there as if everything were already in his grasp.

Linen lounged elegantly on the sofa, sipping red tea as if the earlier conflict hadn’t touched his mood in the slightest. Hearing her conce...

Reject Me, You Vile Woman! [67]

Hysteria’s sudden appearance was like a tadpole struggling all the way up to the surface—only to smack straight into a parasol. Traor’s anger, which had just crested into its perfect climax, was instantly snuffed out.

As the Empress’s confidant, he could posture as aloof before the nobles of the empire, and be treated with courtesy at Eden Academy. But before a princess of the other strongest empire on the continent—what was he, a man without even a title, worth?

If he r...

Reject Me, You Vile Woman! [66]

According to the original plot, once the original host entered Eden Academy and embarrassed himself over and over, the Empress gradually lost patience with this son. She would never actively reach out again. The two of them would be—sacredly estranged.

But what was a hellish mode for the original host was, in Linen’s eyes, the ideal state.

No shackles from the palace, yet he could still wave the imperial banner when needed—that gave him more room to maneuver.

What the ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [720]

“This will be your lodging. Until this incident is resolved, please live here for the time being.”

Kikuchihara Aki led Van Gogh and Shimazaki Yuna to their room.

Though sparsely furnished, it was larger than their old rental apartment, and the emptiness only made it feel even more hollow—lacking all traces of lived-in warmth.

But if treated not as a home but as a hotel, a temporary place, it was perfectly serviceable.

Standing at the door, Kikuchihara told them:<...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [719]

On the outskirts of the city, an abandoned warehouse.

This was the base of the Military Uniform Princess—Altair. All of the Created belonging to her side used this place as their center of activity.

The environment was harsh… but fortunately, none of the people here were the type to fuss over such things.

Alicetaria had fought for years against the Unterwelt army. Her battlefield was a land of molten rivers, skies buried in dust—an uninhabitable wasteland. Compared to ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [718]

That the Creator of the Military Uniform Princess—Altair—turned out to be such a young girl… Selesia and the others were surprised when they first laid eyes on Shimazaki Yuna.

But it was only surprise. Nothing more.

For Matsubara Takashi, Mizushino Sōta, Mariné, and the other Creators, however, it was more than surprise. It was shock—shock so deep it overturned their worldview.

And that shock was not because of Shimazaki Yuna.
It was because of Van Gogh.

�...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [717]

The evening wind was faintly tipsy, carrying with it a trace of coolness and the smell of smoke.

Fewer and fewer pedestrians walked the streets. The night grew quieter and quieter. Compared to before, there seemed to be something else hidden in the flow of the wind, something that made one uneasy. More and more “accidents” were appearing on TV, being passed around people’s mouths. Slowly, people grew unwilling to go outside, preferring to stay at home. Home, after all, always gave...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [716]

Gazing at that figure—like beholding a god walking upon the earth—Kirameki Mamika could not stop the flood of unease welling inside. Her voice trembled as she tried to test it:

“Alice… chan? Is that really Alice-chan?”

At her words, Alicetaria’s expression turned apologetic, tinged also with embarrassment. A faint red spread across her cheeks.

“…Forgive me. Did this appearance frighten you? Wait just a moment.”

She closed her eyes.

At once, a so...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [150]

Tachyon’s black market was set inside one of the Academy’s laboratories.

At exactly 01:10, the pitch-dark room suddenly lit with pale violet light. The shut door slid open on its own, revealing the scene within:

The lab’s layout was similar to a normal classroom’s, but details here and there had been altered, clearly refitted by someone in secret.

The blackboard was scrawled full of complicated chemical formulas. At the very center, the largest characters of all: 【...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [149]

One in the morning. Deep night.

The wide road was utterly silent, not a soul in sight. For creatures that lived in groups—whether human or Uma—being alone in such a place at night could only bring a sharp sense of danger and unease.

In the dark, a distant trash bin blurred into the shape of a ghost woman, blood dripping from her eyes. The billboard at the corner looked, at a glance, like some twisted long-necked monster.

Only the cold white light of the street lamps brou...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [148]

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At Night 01:10.

At one ten in the morning, the black market would begin.

Mizuno didn’t tell Rudolf about his plan to visit the black market. As Student Council President, of course she would never allow Tracen to harbor such a thing. If he told her, it would only lead to the market being raided, blocking him from getting what he needed.

So Mizuno decided he would sneak there alone tonight.

To make sure he arrived on time, during the day he went ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [147]

“Night-blooming cereus, huh…”

Once he had the key information, Mizuno didn’t linger. He found an excuse, then left the Uma dorm together with Rudolf.

The moment he stepped outside, he pulled out his phone, searching online about the cereus.

He didn’t know much about flowers—let alone this one. At best, he knew the saying “as fleeting as a cereus bloom”, that though the flower blossoms beautifully, it lasts only a moment.

After scrolling through...