The burning flames carved open a path straight to where the god resided.
An emerald-green figure shot forward like an arrow loosed from its string.
He did not glance at the army of clones barring his way—for they could not halt his stride.
He believed. Believed that his friends beside him would sweep the obstacles away, just as they believed in him.
The surging in his chest washed away every trace of exhaustion, leaving him brimming with power.
The [Ide...
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The next morning, Theresis and Theresa once again set foot on The City’s soil. This land was not one that stirred nostalgia.
After stepping onto it, as Theresis was still searching for the way forward, Theresa was already walking step by step, without hesitation.
She knew where to go. From the moment she stepped into this land, she knew who they were here to see.
Neither X, nor Heal. They had long since returned to The City, and there would be plenty of opportunities to me...
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The coalition of three nations surrendered.
After besieging Kazdel for nearly half a month, without ever managing to inflict any real damage, they finally gave up on that bit of unrealistic fantasy.
No hope—so why keep fighting? Their top-level combatants had been stalled one-on-one by the Ten Kings, and then some lunatic appeared out of nowhere, calling himself a Bloodfiend Fixer, nearly punched a hole through the front lines… utterly deranged.
And as for close combat b...
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His gaze swept across the Victoria soldiers lying before him. Obsidian sized them up, pondered for a moment.
“Not too bad. At least the corpses are still intact… Looks like I can make some more fabric out of them.”
Muttering to himself, Obsidian withdrew his eyes. [Snow White’s Apple] in front of him showed no sign of attacking. That was no surprise—Obsidian, in the end, was still the will of the City itself. These Abnormalities, and even the monsters of...
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[Command Spells] inherently carried miraculous power. They not only provided enormous amounts of mana to Servants, but also enabled them to achieve feats normally impossible.
Spatial relocation, physical regeneration—these all fell within the [Command Spells]’ capabilities.
Not to mention Arthur himself possessed a regenerative Noble Phantasm.
Under the [Command Spell]’s stimulation, Arthur’s bloodied and broken body...
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Amidst the serene forest, birdsong heralded the dawn.
Pale blue skies were scattered sparsely with fading stars.
The earth lay under a thin veil of silver-gray, a faint mist lingering gently above the trees.
The sky slowly began to glow softly with the pale hue of dawn.
Then, a blazing orb of fire rose, warming the entire land.
“You can't fall asleep just yet, you know!”
An annoyingly mischievous voice rang out beside Arthur's ear, jolting him awake from the ...
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Only now did Astolfo and the homunculus beside him finally realize just how incredible Shirou Emiya’s actions on the battlefield had truly been.
After all, even Astolfo himself had previously only considered the homunculus who possessed a sense of self-preservation as truly human, and had thus chosen to rescue only him.
For those doll-like homunculi, he held little emotional attachment. Like the other Servants of the Black Faction, while not exactly treating them as disposable t...
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“What was Assassin holding back then…?”
Astolfo raised his right hand, rubbing his head thoughtfully with furrowed brows, clearly trying to recall something elusive. But no matter how he searched, he couldn’t find an answer.
“Come to think of it, even my memories of the battle in that town are getting fuzzy.”
Astolfo’s murmurs trailed off vaguely, as if a dense fog was preventing him from reaching deeper into his memories, blocking out every detail related to A...
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The [Hanging Gardens] hurtled forward at a terrifying speed, smashing directly into the chest of the colossal giant.
The tremendous impact carried enough force to violently shove the giant backward. Originally serving as a fortress of magecraft, the Hanging Gardens had been repurposed by Assassin into a massive projectile, forcing the giant to retreat.
But this was exactly her intention.
“[Broken Phantasm]!”
Destro...
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At the third-floor arcade in Roppongi Hills, Domā Umaru pressed both hands against the clear acrylic panel of the claw machine, eyes sparkling as she fixated greedily on the Black Rock Shooter figurine inside.
“They finally restocked.”
She’d been waiting for this.
Two whole weeks without stepping foot in the arcade—all for this day.
No more talk. Today, she was going on a hunting spree.
She fed two tokens into the machine, her gaze sharpening wi...
2025-08-15 07:58:19 +0000 UTC
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Wherever there’s a shopping district, there’s bound to be an arcade.
“This is... an arcade?”
The moment she stepped inside, Shijō Maki was hit by a wave of sounds—chimes, blasts, jingles from a dozen games all around her.
Machines of all kinds were on display, from old-school cabinets to the latest high-end game setups.
While Takeru was off buying tokens, Maki looked around like a country grandma entering a palace—curious, wide-eyed, slightly overwhelmed.<...
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Same height. Same build. But the face didn’t match.
Not seeing the face etched in her memory, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s brief flicker of hope was utterly extinguished.
Just moments ago, she’d been wondering—Could it be that Takeru came, after hearing about my signing event?
Utaha… what are you even hoping for? Why would he come?
Wasn’t it you who hurt him the most?
Utaha mocked herself inwardly.
She’d thought that after Ta...
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Who is that?
Overwhelmed by curiosity about what his sister looked like when in love, Shijō Tei had secretly followed her.
He had assumed her crush was Tanuma Tsubasa.
But when he arrived at the scene, he realized that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Though Kitahara Takeru and Tanuma Tsubasa bore an uncanny resemblance—like twins, even—Tei recognized at a glance: This wasn’t Tanuma.
Don’t tell me my sister couldn’t get her f...
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Japan is a nation that places significant emphasis on physical education. From kindergarten onwards, a highly developed system is in place.
Over 60% of kindergarten activities are dedicated to sports or outdoor play. Their first rule of education is: A healthy body is the foundation of all learning and life.
As a result, most kids grow up with at least one, if not several, sports they enjoy or excel at. You’d never hear of a PE teacher constantly calling in sick, or a s...
2025-08-15 07:57:44 +0000 UTC
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Days rose and set, the calm routine flowing by swiftly. Before he knew it, two weeks had passed.
Despite his dorm being crowded with Uma Musume—and one invisible ghost wandering around—Kitahara Sota’s life hadn't changed much.
He still spent his days standing around at the training grounds, assisting Agnes Digital with her tasks, and occasionally lending Grass Wonder a hand.
In his spare moments, he'd gently tease Special Week, feed Oguri Cap, regularly help Nice Natur...
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A short while later, in a quiet corner beneath the trees, two people and a ghost sat facing each other, each wearing vastly different expressions.
After the initial chaos settled, they’d calmed down, introduced themselves properly, and briefly exchanged stories.
Kitahara Sota explained that he was Agnes Tachyon's trainer.
Manhattan Cafe politely introduced herself as well, noting that she'd heard Tachyon mention him—a kindhearted trainer—and expressed happiness at meeting...
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Even though Grass Wonder's tail incident had lasted quite a while and created a somewhat awkward atmosphere, Kitahara Sota didn't dwell on it for too long, treating it merely as a minor, insignificant episode.
After chatting briefly and releasing her tail, he refocused his attention back to his screen, diligently resuming his work without giving Grass Wonder further thought.
After all, why should he worry?
Previously, he might have suspected she swung both ways, but given ho...
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He never imagined that even someone like Symboli Rudolf would encounter such a situation…
After their impromptu gathering, though nothing about their respective predicaments had changed, Kitahara Sota's mood brightened considerably.
It was akin to a student anxious over unfinished homework arriving at school, only to discover the class representative and honor student hadn’t done theirs either.
Even if the outcome remained the same, realizing he wasn’t alone in his mis...
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Several days passed after leaving Old Ma's clothing shop, and now it was already early July.
According to Tracen Academy's calendar, the first semester would conclude by the end of July.
The so-called summer training camp wasn't officially part of the curriculum but rather supplementary content.
In other schools, a summer camp typically served as vacation activity. However, since Tracen Academy operated as a specialized athletic school, summer camp activities were somewhat b...
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“What do you mean by that?” Ukitake asked.
Nobu spoke slowly. “Something extraordinary must have happened to Captain Ukitake’s body. Am I right?”
Ukitake fell silent. The easy calm from moments ago vanished, replaced by a deep heaviness.
“To be blunt,” Nobu went on, “your lungs don’t resemble the organs of a man over a hundred years old at all. They look more like those of a three-year-old child.”
Unohana Retsu had said those same words before.
<...
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For the next few days, Kotetsu Isane kept, deliberately or not, avoiding Nobu.
Even if they happened to meet, it was only with an awkward nod before she hurried away without another word.
Nobu didn’t put any more pressure on her. He wasn’t surprised by this reaction, so he simply let it run its course.
He took some time to visit the Thirteenth Division and see Shiba Kaien.
“Sparring?”
Kaien’s expression showed clear surprise after hearing Nobu’s reason f...
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Kotetsu Isane bent over, moving the tissue briskly across Nobu’s waist and stomach. Gradually, she realized how improper the action looked—and just as her thoughts began to fluster, a pair of hands suddenly reached out.
She froze completely. Nobu’s hand tilted her chin upward, forcing her to meet his eyes.
Their faces were suddenly close—so close she caught the warm rush of sake on his breath, and saw that disarming softness in his gaze that made thought slip away.
<...
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Nobu saw Unohana Retsu standing beside Kotetsu Isane.
Their gazes met—and from the gentle smile on Unohana’s face, he felt a chill seep straight into his bones.
“Captain!”
Isane, unable to contain her excitement, called out softly.
“Mm.”
“Nobu was amazing!”
Watching a battle on a recording was one thing—but seeing it unfold up close was entirely different.
She herself wasn’t a combat-oriented Shinigami, yet even she could now say w...
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Unohana Retsu quickly learned from the squad member who came to report exactly what Nobu had stirred up—a sparring match between Fourth Division and Eleventh Division.
It was, admittedly, unexpected.
But she just as quickly guessed what he was trying to accomplish.
After a moment’s thought, she rose from her desk and left the office.
When she arrived at the open-air training grounds, she saw a crowd of Fourth Division members ringed around the edges, and in the cen...
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Once they stepped out of the classroom, Kuroba Akira came right out with it to the class rep.
“Class Rep, truth is I’m not actually feeling unwell. I just wanted to catch up on some sleep, so you really don’t need to come with me.”
The class rep poked Akira’s cheek, puffing her cheeks slightly as she scolded him.
“Kuroba-kun, don’t underestimate sleep deprivation. If you push your body too far, you could actually die suddenly, you know?”
“Uh…”
...
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Even though in his head he was ranting away, Kuroba Akira’s body still obediently followed the road to school… the inertia of habit.
Today, Akira wasn’t late, but the moment he stepped into the classroom, he could clearly feel the shift in atmosphere.
Yesterday’s commotion had rattled the class’s social balance—Akira had already become someone the other students couldn’t just ignore.
Unbothered, he walked to his seat and greeted the boy behind him, Fujiyoshi ...
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“And lastly… hmm, Shion, if you have time, help keep an eye on Tashiro-san.”
Kuroba Akira wanted Shion to get along well with Tashiro-san.
On one hand, because among the younger women in the Kobayashi household, there was only Tashiro-san.
Shion, having withdrawn from school, had no female peers to interact with—no one to talk to about things you can’t easily say to men.
Over time, that wouldn’t be good for her mental or physical well-being, so Tashiro-san ...
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The commotion in the bathroom drew the attention of the rest of the Kobayashi household.
Kobayashi-obaasan, hands clasped behind her back, came to the bathroom door. Seeing Tashiro-san throwing up miserably, she sighed.
“Honestly… no matter how young and able to drink you are, there’s a limit… You must feel awful. I’ll make you some hangover soup later.”
“Ugh… thank you… Kobayashi… obaa-san… urgh—!”
While patting Tashiro-san’s back, Kuroba A...
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“Hehe, don’t just admire me—what comes next is the real point.”
“Oh?”
“As for why I said you don’t have to worry about repeating the same fate in this life, it’s because the me in this world had already passed the age when I was injured in my eyes, yet didn’t encounter the same accident that left me blind.”
“So you avoided the accident?”
“No. The ‘split’ happened even earlier—she lived a life completely different from mine...
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After teasing that fake-proper teacher for a bit, and killing time through every class with the photos the perverted Kaichou sent him, Chiba Shuuichi made it through another day.
No pressure about finding a job, no strict teachers—just enjoying a rose-colored school life. It really was great.
After school, Shuuichi headed straight for the shopping street. Sure enough, Ogawa Fumika was already there, clearly waiting for him.
They exchanged a look, and with perfect tacit und...
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