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Trapped in Honkai: Integrated Strategies [19]

“You’re… the guest Himeko-sensei mentioned?” Mei asked uncertainly.

“Mhm. To be precise, I’m your future new roommate.” Lyra pushed open the door and gestured to them. “Come on in already, what are you doing standing outside?”

“Waaah, so it really is a new roommate! Little sister, how old are you? Are you a new transfer student too?” Ever the quick-to-warm-up type, Kiana had already rushed over, bombarding Lyra with questions.

“Li…little si...

Trapped in Honkai: Integrated Strategies [18]

“And here too—this patch of bushes, students often hide here. For example, my truant niece. She’s only been here a month and already skipped class four or five times.”

“Every time she skips, she runs over here to hide. I still don’t know why.”

“Maybe because the sunlight is the best here.” Lyra’s face softened, showing a smile tinged with sorrow and nostalgia.

Talking and walking, Lyra and Theresa passed by many places that stirred memories for Lyra. Befo...

Trapped in Honkai: Integrated Strategies [17]

“I know.”

To Himeko’s surprise, even Theresa had considered this point.

“Himeko, I may not be the brightest, but after being by Grandpa’s side for so long, my experience and judgment are enough to make up for it.”

“Then why would you still…”

“Am I supposed to let a homeless child wander Nagazora just because I have doubts?” Theresa lifted her head, eyes fixed on Himeko’s.

“Yes, there were clearly things she chose not to say. But everyone...

Trapped in Honkai: Integrated Strategies [16]

As the transport slowly docked onto the deck of the Hyperion, Lyra at last set foot on the battleship that had accompanied her through so many years.

Once the aircraft steadied, she followed in Himeko’s footsteps, hopping down and heading toward the bridge.

“Come on. Across the deck there’s an elevator—go up and you’ll reach the bridge of the Hyperion.”

Himeko walked ahead, half turning as she introduced things to Lyra.

“Today we’ll get you some basic t...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [140]

While Mizuno’s spirit was still a guest in Fortune’s room, in the corridor of Tracen’s teaching building, Rice Shower was cradling his collapsed body, calling to him again and again.

Because she knew Onii-sama didn’t like standing out in public, she leaned close, lips nearly at his ear, and whispered softly:

“Onii-sama? Onii-sama?”

But Mizuno gave no response.

If not for the faint sound of steady breathing from beneath his hood, Rice Shower would have belie...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [139]

He didn’t know how long it had been before Mizuno’s consciousness finally clawed its way out of the dark mire and returned to wakefulness.

When he opened his eyes, he found he wasn’t in the corridor of the teaching building, nor in some pitch-black basement. Instead, he was in a room where the ceiling light flickered irregularly, as if the bulb inside was broken.

In the center stood a tea table edged with golden-pink petal patterns. Two ornate chairs faced one another. The t...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [138]

“Hss...”

Mizuno’s hiss of cold air wasn’t loud, so none of the surrounding Umas noticed his presence.

Now he finally understood why Hayakawa-san had warned all Trainers never to enter the teaching building alone. It was to keep them from being forcefully paired by the academy’s sinister organization!

Good thing that ever since entering, Mizuno hadn’t made a sound. Even when Tokai Teio had rubbed her face against him, slapped him with her ears, or fixed him with t...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [137]

Tracen Academy teaching building.

Newbie Trainer Kaneshiro Takeru walked down the corridor, happily holding the hand of his charge, the Uma girl Daisy. A boy and girl walking hand in hand was rare here—and the sight drew the eyes of every Uma in the hall.

“Look! An Uma’s brought her Trainer to make an [Oath]!” An Uma by the window cried out, pointing toward Daisy and Kaneshiro with one hand, while the other covered her mouth, hiding the indulgent grin spre...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [136]

Mizuno pushed along the sulking Tokai Teio, finally leaving behind the terrifying Uma dormitory.

Inside the dorm, Mizuno had constantly caught faint, distant screams, half-real, half-illusory. Only after leaving the range of the dorms did those sounds fade away.

Maybe it was just hallucinations born of stress... Or maybe they weren’t hallucinations at all, but the genuine cries of some Trainer locked inside a room...

Mizuno didn’t dare dwell on it. He had no way to inter...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [135]

“Guh...” The disappearance of Mizuno’s scent made Tokai Teio feel uneasy.

Like how a snapped fishing line must be replaced with something stronger, or a broken necklace swapped for a sturdier chain—so too did Teio urgently want to leave an even thicker scent on Mizuno, just to calm her heart.

But she had just finished bathing. Her sweat and fragrance had been almost completely washed away. How could she possibly stain Trainer Mizuno with her scent again now?

Was she ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [134]

Though Top Gun didn’t understand why Mizuno had crawled across the floor only to crawl back again, nor why he suddenly looked so dejected now, that didn’t stop her from continuing to chat with this strangely interesting Trainer.

“Trainer-san?” Top Gun leaned forward, her curious eyes fixed on Mizuno, who sat with his head down.

“You and Teio really don’t have anything?”

“...” Mizuno’s whole body flinched. Slowly he raised his head, facing Top Gun’s eage...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [133]

“Trainer Mizuno, you sit here and chat with Top Gun for a bit. I’ll go take a shower first.”

Tokai Teio enthusiastically dragged Mizuno—who had been trying to sneak out at the doorway—back into the room. With both hands she pressed down on his shoulders, forcing him to sit on her bed, right across from Mayano Top Gun.

Then Teio pulled out a change of clothes from the wardrobe, humming cheerfully as she hopped and skipped her way into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of runn...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [132]

Even though Mizuno resisted with all his might, struggling desperately to escape, Tokai Teio’s will was ironclad. She clamped onto his arm and, before the overwhelming difference in strength between Uma and human, Mizuno had no chance to resist. He was dragged, inch by inch, into Tokai Teio’s room.

At first, Mizuno wasn’t too worried. He thought, Even if she does pull me into her room, it’s not like she’d actually dare to do anything. So he kept consoling himself insi...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [131]

“Teio! Stop it! You’re going to rub my clothes to shreds!”

“Eh?” Hearing Mizuno’s shout, Tokai Teio froze for a second, her mind flashing with possibilities.

If she kept rubbing like this, wouldn’t she wear Trainer Mizuno’s clothes down to tatters?
And then wouldn’t Trainer Mizuno have no choice but to take off those ruined clothes… letting her finally see his true appearance?

Wouldn’t that be just…

“Awesome!” Instead of stopping, Tokai T...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [130]

Early morning. While her roommate Mayano Top Gun still dreamed sweetly, Tokai Teio woke as always. After a quick wash, she slipped into her tracksuit and stepped out of the dorm room.

At the dorm entrance, she gazed at the sun just rising on the horizon. Her ears twitched, she drew in a deep breath—then broke into a jog.

Lately, her mood had been heavy. The only way to vent that gloom was to run, to sweat.

Trainer Mizuno had been on sick leave for a full week. Teio had bee...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [129]

Riiiing—

In the morning, the alarm clock rang. Trainer Mizuno stirred awake, groggily reaching out for his phone to shut it off.

But instead of finding the phone, his hand brushed against something cool and soft... the cheek of some girl.

He didn’t panic. Of course it had to be Gold Ship. Back when she started living with him, he’d often ended up doing that by accident in the mornings. They were bros anyway—what’s the big deal if he half-asleep squeezed he...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [128]

Trainer Mizuno originally thought that after Symboli Rudolf confirmed she was staying the night, things would go the same as before: she’d order him to keep massaging her, and while he massaged, she’d suddenly pin him down, and before he knew it his chastity would be gone. With no one around to rescue him, he’d be ridden for three days and nights straight, becoming Rudolf’s starry rage pet forevermore.

But in reality—Rudolf’s actions were shockingly normal...

Because a...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [127]

After Gold Ship was taken away, Symboli Rudolf gave Trainer Mizuno no chance to escape. She shut the door, locked it, then gently scooped the despairing Mizuno off the floor and tossed him onto the bed.

She leaned in over him, knee pressing between his legs, one hand pinning his shoulder, the other resting at his zipper.

Just one pull—and Mizuno’s Uma Mint constitution would be exposed.

“Well then, Trainer Mizuno, what will you do now? Because I’m about to Uma Pyoi y...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [126]

The secret boys’ dorm, normally forbidden to girls—especially Uma—contained not one but two Uma today.

Respected Student Council President Symboli Rudolf stood inside Trainer Mizuno’s room, arms crossed, her peaceful smile laced with hidden killing intent as she gazed at the man and woman before her.

Mizuno, the room’s rightful owner, and Gold Ship—the “lady of the house”—were kneeling on the floor like students caught misbehaving, heads bowed in guilty silence.<...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [190]

“A second... Ruler?”

Shirou tilted his head slightly, puzzled. He admittedly wasn’t well-versed in the details of the Holy Grail War, but he quickly thought of a solution.

“Maybe we could ask Darnic later. He seems to be the organizer of this Grail War, so he might know something about Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.”

All of Shirou’s current understanding about the Grail War came directly from Darnic—though Darnic’s explanations always came mixed with persona...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [189]

“I suppose that’s exactly the kind of answer expected from a saint, huh?”

Shirou smiled softly at Jeanne. Interacting so closely with someone straight from the pages of history had given him a deeper insight into just what sort of person Jeanne truly was.

“No,” Jeanne murmured, her expression growing melancholy as she gazed toward distant clouds. “I never believed myself worthy of others’ reverence. After all, no matter my reasons, my hands remain stained with...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [188]

“Hm?”

Noticing Shirou Emiya’s gaze, Jeanne turned toward him curiously.

“Is there something on my face? Why are you smiling at me?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Shirou quickly waved his hand, dismissing her concern.

“Are you sure?”

However, his overly earnest denial only made Jeanne more suspicious. She instinctively reached up and touched her face, wondering if something was truly there.

Shirou didn’t know whether to laugh or sigh...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [187]

Jeanne touched her stomach gently. Although she didn’t yet feel hungry, she hadn’t eaten anything at all yesterday. She definitely needed food today.

Otherwise, that incident might repeat itself.

Remembering it, Jeanne felt her cheeks grow warm and quickly stole a glance toward Shirou Emiya.

If it wasn’t for him, she thought shyly, I’d probably still be passed out somewhere.

Shirou had no reason to refuse Fiore’s request eith...