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Girls? I'm Going to Be a Pokémon Master! [51]

[Satodear, say some thanks to Anon! Anon drove away that troublesome enemy) for you, you know]

…Why would you drive away the enemy? Shouldn’t you be facing them head-on?

Feeling the fighting spirit radiating from all around, Satoshi’s blood instantly boiled over — he wanted a Pokémon battle!

With his name growing bigger and bigger now, even if he didn’t go looking, countless people wanted to challenge him.

It’s jus...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [715]

Alicetaria recognized Van Gogh… her tone, her expression, everything conveyed that fact.

Van Gogh was surprised at this, tilting her head.

“You… know Van Gogh? You know this Van Gogh?”

“I heard about you from the Military Uniform Princess.”

Though she did not completely drop her guard, Alicetaria did relax a little—after all, she was truly exhausted now. “She said you were trustworthy.”

“Military… Uniform… Princess?”

The c...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [714]

The night was like ink.

Night was meant to be quiet. People, tired after a day’s labor, should have long since sunk into dreams, saving their strength for tomorrow’s work and life. Even those night owls whose energy only awoke after dusk would, unconsciously swayed by the silence of the night, try their best not to disturb others’ rest.

But tonight—tonight was noisy, tonight was chaotic.

“!!”

Grotesque creatures, shaped like flowers yet like octopi, gathere...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [713]

As long as I begin to paint, I sink into it.
Paint like rivers, paint like starry skies, paint like fresh blood—
all of it, splattered across the canvas.

With the brush, I sketch out the world in my mind, call it forth again, let the imagined world corrode the real one.
As if someone were watching this painting.
As if someone were holding my hand, guiding the brush, spilling the ink.
My hand moved on its own, moving faster than thought, moving ahead of the brain.

...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [712]

The Sunshine City incident succeeded in drawing the government’s attention.

In fact, after the two incidents at Yoyogi Park and Ōtaguro Park, the government had already begun to take notice, putting manpower and resources into the matter. But the Sunshine City case was far worse than anything before. The authorities deemed the situation urgent, and took emergency measures.

Those involved—Selesia, Meteora, the purple-haired man, along with Mizushino Sōta and Matsubara Takashi...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [711]

It was a small room, but full of an atmosphere of art.

The room wasn’t dirty, but it was somewhat messy.

Oil paintings, watercolors, ink wash paintings, sketches… each piece carried its own special resonance. Even someone who didn’t understand painting would still, unconsciously, let out an exclamation of awe, calling them works of art.

And yet, no one tended to them. They were simply tossed on the floor, the bed, the desk—left scattered like waste paper instead of b...

Please, Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes! [40]

A thunderous roar echoed across the dried and lifeless earth. The raging pallid storm slammed again and again against the barrier that had bloomed in an instant, shrieking with a piercing cry.

The refugees who had just been fleeing stared in speechless shock.

Who… was that…

Who could, with mere flesh and blood, stand against a calamity!?

Stunned, stupefied—until another voice reached their ears. Low, hoarse, ancient:

“It seems… your destinies h...

Please, Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes! [39]

Of course, although Rovi had deliberately wanted to irritate Gilgamesh for his own twisted amusement, what he had said wasn’t a lie.

At first he truly hadn’t known that the “beast” falling from the heavens had begun showing abnormal signs. It was only when he was returning from his envoy mission, passing through the eastern plains of Uruk, that he sensed something amiss.

And once he sensed it, Rovi naturally couldn’t ignore it—

Where there is danger, there he wou...

Please, Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes! [38]

But truth be told, Siduri couldn’t help but feel a little moved.

If you counted carefully, Gilgamesh and Rovi actually hadn’t known each other for very long.

And yet, it felt as though they had gone through so much together.

No—not just felt. They had experienced much.

And many of those things were ones the King himself had never experienced before.

So of course, he was pleased.

Of course he would acknowledge them as his friends, val...

Please, Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes! [37]

One had to admit—Ziusudra’s method was, in truth, correct.

He could not know the reason Rovi refused his “protection,” but neither did he stubbornly press the issue. After all, this immortal who had endured across ages understood well—if he forced himself upon someone, he would only stir resentment.

That would be counterproductive.

Yet to both honor Rovi’s will and still guard him seemed nearly impossible.

But Ziusudra had found the way most natura...

Please, Let Me Ascend to the Throne of Heroes! [36]

Having successfully “sent off” Ziusudra, Rovi lingered in place for a moment, not rushing to immediately follow after.

He wanted Ziusudra to go first.

To keep distance between them.

To reduce the chance of influence—or rather, trouble. Of course, Rovi also had no plans to return to his residence, lest Enkidu “cling” to him and cause more wounds of the heart.

So instead, he found a small inn in the city and lodged there for the night.

He rested until daw...

Blue-Eyes White Dragon: Adopted by the King of Knights [101]

Nighttime.

The Enlightened Dragon City, which ought to have been swallowed by the shroud of night, was instead ablaze with light tonight.

Countless bonfires rose up within the city, burning in every corner. Orange-red firelight danced across the white buildings, a blazing performance under the curtain of night—tonight’s true festival had begun.

“Sing——”

“Sing for me already!”

“You don’t stop until I say stop!”

Jeanne Alter had...

Honkai: Star Rail – Banner Character, Delivering Knives to the Player [47]

Seele: “We can’t blow it up.”

March 7th: “See, see? A pretty girl still cares about you—”

Seele: “These are mining assets. We can’t just destroy them at will. Better to fix them and push them aside.”

March 7th: “……”

Fine, forget she said anything.

Seele crouched down, examining the jumbled mining convoy tools, then gave a cold snort.

“The pin connecting chassis and body is broken, and the rear wheel bearings are cracked. Clearly ...

Honkai: Star Rail – Banner Character, Delivering Knives to the Player [46]

Seele stepped forward, eyes falling on the corpse’s ruined head.

To be exact—on the hole blown open through the skull.

“…Dead for real.”

Lingzhou looked a little speechless at the meaningless observation from her lips.

“A mortal body takes a bullet to the head and dies. Natural. Now the ones blocking the road are gone. We’re in a hurry. Keep moving.”

His voice carried no ripple of emotion. Yet in Seele’s eyes, that very flatness stirred waves. 2025-08-20 10:50:39 +0000 UTC View Post

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [158]

“Are Allen and the others still in class?”

“Yes, Madam.”

Hilda sipped her tea, eyelids lowered.

Her face was reflected in the surface of the tea.

Ripples spread.

She smiled faintly.

Then raised her eyes, looking at Sylphy, seated across from her.

Her expression held a trace of helplessness, a posture almost of “complaint.”

But...

Her features only softened further.

“Luffy, you don’t have to do this. Doesn’t this cou...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [157]

Allen shifted his gaze away and bent his knees to sit.

Head lowered.

In his view, the table before him had the plate Sylphy already prepared for him—everything was something he liked to eat.

He’d once felt a little embarrassed about it, feeling like a “young master” being served. He’d carefully told Sylphy she didn’t have to, that he could get it himself.

But she’d refused with a smile.

“Allen, you seem really troubled lately over the Longswor...