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Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [49]

Nase Sumire looked at Chiba Shuuichi’s infuriating smile, not believing a single word of his nonsense. But with her weakness in his grasp, all she could do was yield.

“Only to talk about COSPLAY. Nothing else. And don’t you dare bring up grades.”

Shuuichi spread his hands, amused. “Funny, I thought the one who cared about grades was sensei, not me.”

“Anyway, don’t think you can make any excessive demands. I won’t agree to them,” Sumire warned, wary.

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [48]

Chiba Shuuichi wiped his hand on the hem of her skirt and said with open disdain, “Even if you like me, it’s useless. I’ll always be someone you can’t have.”

“Mmh…” Akiyama Tsuki, hearing that, only got more excited.

“Hurry up, you two, or we’ll miss the train!” Akiyama An turned around, cheeks puffed out, urging them impatiently.

Shuuichi had no choice but to drag Tsuki along and catch up.

Maybe because she’d been satisfied a bit too much just ...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [47]

“When’s the ramen shop opening? Looks like you’ve already got it all fixed up.”
Chiba Shuuichi, breathing in the irresistible aroma of the food, swallowed and forced himself to ask with polite concern.

“Tomorrow,” Mrs. Akiyama replied. “Wasn’t planning to make a big fuss. The sign goes up today, and we can open for business tomorrow. I really have to thank you, Chiba-kun, for arranging the promotion.”

“It’s me who should be thanking you, Mrs. Akiyama. Bein...

Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [46]

Finally, the overstuffed Monday came to an end.
Chiba Shuuichi, carrying a trace of fatigue, took a long soak in the bath and then slept deeply and well.

The next morning, when the alarm went off, Shuuichi blearily opened his eyes—only to jolt awake in shock.

Akiyama Tsuki, already in her school uniform, was kneeling with perfect posture on the floor beside his bed, staring straight at him without blinking.

“What the hell are you doing?” Shuuichi pressed a hand over...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [155]

“See? Wouldn’t it have been better to do this from the start? No need to waste half a year, right? Though… maybe they’re still a bit young for certain things—not that it matters! From what I know of Allen, his tastes should be completely different from his father’s.”

“Pajamas will work!”

“They’ll definitely work!”

When Rudy said this, the corners of his mouth lifted on both sides, revealing that long-lost, sleazy smile.

And as if thorou...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [154]

“Looks like they’ve skipped class again today?”

Sylphy, sitting before the small round table, looked slightly awkward as she faced Hilda, who sat with graceful posture and a cup of black tea in hand.

“…Looks that way, Madam.”

Beside her, Rudy—visiting Hilda’s tearoom for the first time—was staring out the window in pure disbelief, his expression a masterpiece.

Beyond the window’s rain curtain, on the eaves just opposite, were two very familiar figur...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [153]

“Oh~ only one wrong this time!”

Ghislaine lifted her face, accepting the little opening quiz from Rudy with a respectful air.

It was two-digit addition and subtraction.

In just half a year, Ghislaine had mastered two-digit arithmetic with the same control as the blade in her hand.

Precise.

Swift.

Carrying an unreasonable sort of beauty.

“42 + 17 = 96.”

“This one’s wrong. Remember what I taught you before—if a two-digit addition pro...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [152]

The Asura Kingdom lay in the northern part of the Central Continent.

Because it was surrounded by the Red Dragon Mountains, the winter winds off the sea would climb the terrain and easily produce sharp, ceaseless terrain-driven snow.

Thus, houses here were built with pointed roofs, to let melting snow drain away more easily.

The manor housing the classrooms was the second-tallest building in the entire Boreas estate.

In the misty rain, its eaves loomed faintly.

I...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [151]

In October, nights in the Fittoa Region were often cloaked in fog.

Though Roa City itself thrived with a bustling goods economy, the region as a whole still relied on an agriculture-based model. That meant the lands surrounding Roa were, for the most part, an endless spread of farmland—or fruit orchards that brought in a tidy profit.

Fog would roll in from the countryside, climbing over the tall city walls, and seep into Roa itself.

Even when the city stirred at daybreak, ...

IM SORRY >.< I FAILED YOU

HI SORRY FOR NO UPDATES RECENTLY UHH BUT IM GONNA HAVE TO DISAPPOINT YOU EVEN MORE...

MY DAD CAME HOME FOR A BIT (he lives in a different province) AND WE HAVE PLANS FOR THE WEEK I WONT BE ABLE TO RESUME UNTIL... MONDAY YEP SORRY!!!!!

PLEASE DONT KILL ME, ACRTUALLY YOU CAN KILL ME BUT PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME

IF YOU WANT TO SHOUT AT ME HERES THE DISCORD IT HAS AN APPLICATION THING BUT ITS USUALLY A 99% ACCEPTANCE RATE I ONLY DONT ACCEPT IF ITS SUPER SUS

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [80]

“Akira-kun?”

Tashiro Benika’s voice pulled Kuroba Akira back to reality. She looked at him with concern.

“Your face looks terrible… Is my palm reading that bad?”

Akira pushed down the shock in his heart, shook his head, and said:

“No, it has nothing to do with you, Tashiro-san. I just… suddenly thought of some things.”

He forced out a thin smile, trying to put her at ease.

“Sorry, I must have scared you. I’m really not trying to hide a...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [79]

Tashiro Benika pulled Kuroba Akira into her embrace of her own accord, gently running her hand through his hair.

“Mm… as expected, a man’s body temperature really is a bit higher than a woman’s. Or is it that boys in their teens just run hotter…? How does it feel?”

“There’s no man who’d dislike this kind of feeling… do I even need to say it?”

“Hehe, as long as you like it.”

This time, compared to the hug just now, there was more intimacy. Even...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [78]

This time it was just an ordinary hug—one quick embrace and then they separated.
Not that suffocating kind of tight hug that made it hard to breathe.

Sober, Tashiro-san still kept her sense of propriety. She even went so far as to offer a deliberate explanation afterward.

“Akira-kun, don’t get the wrong idea. Your onee-san isn’t that easy. It’s just… I really am grateful to you this time, and I wanted to do something for you. But honestly, I don’t have anything of...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [77]

“It was also my first time drinking that much… Ai, this time I really was careless.”

Tashiro Benika showed a gentle onee-san smile, full of elegance, and thanked him once again.

“Good thing it was you who found me, Akira-kun. Otherwise, I might have really met with some misfortune…”

After all, there were people who specifically went out “corpse-hunting.” For a woman drunk to the point of losing consciousness, the risk of losing her body was very real.

K...

The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [76]

September 2, early morning.

Kuroba Akira woke first.

Despite going to bed extremely late—or rather, very early this morning—his internal clock remained accurate, waking him promptly before six.

He opened his eyes and immediately faced that large, pale symbol of femininity. He'd spent the night with his cheek resting against it—a softness superior to any pillow.

Though he'd only gotten less than three hours of sleep, it had been exceptionally restful. No wonder in...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [95]

Kotetsu Isane’s application report to First Division finally received a reply.

The funding had been approved—but only for half the amount requested in the report.

Sasakibe Chōjirō had also given a written response: while it was true that Fourth Division hadn’t updated its facilities in a long time and could be given a subsidy, he still hoped Fourth Division would keep its main focus on the research and development of medical work.

Isane wasn’t surprised by the resu...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [94]

Shiba Clan.

Since Ganju was studying at the Academy and there were no maids in the house, the job of cooking had fallen—very unwillingly—onto Shiba Kūkaku.

Nobu, sitting in the living room, asked Shiba Kaien about the matter of purchasing training equipment.

“It depends how far you want to take it. Some specialized gear can only be made by the Technology Development Bureau—that requires the Head Captain’s personal approval. If it’s just ordinary stuff, there are...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [93]

The vice-captains’ duty report meeting was held inside the First Division barracks.

The atmosphere in First Division was noticeably stricter than in Fourth Division, and Nobu, stepping in for the first time, felt a twinge of discomfort.

Inside the meeting room, the vice-captains sat lined along both sides of a long table, with Sasakibe Chōjirō in the main seat. The Third Seats were in the side seats.

Squad Three’s Togakushi Rikū sat among the vice-captains.

He w...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [92]

The very first thing Nobu did after assuming the post of Fourth Division Third Seat was to convert all those surplus medical rooms in the barracks into training dōjōs.

But the Fourth Division’s training equipment was sorely limited. Even with the space now cleared, it could only be used for the most basic drills—anything more would require new purchases.

“This sort of request might not get approved.”

Kotetsu Isane glanced over the proposal Nobu had written, a trace...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [91]

When Nobu found himself facing both Rukia and Hinamori at the same time, it was impossible not to feel a flicker of guilt in his heart.

It might look like the classic playing the whore while pretending to be the saint act, but these were two living, breathing people before him, and Nobu was by no means someone so cold and ruthless.

Still, that was only something he allowed himself to think in passing.
When it came to doing what needed to be done, he would never hesitat...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [120]

After several days of training, Yasui Makoto found himself genuinely amazed by Kitasan Black’s progress.

When it came to extreme acrobatics, she showed talent beyond anything he had anticipated.

He’d always known Uma Musume were natural-born athletes—indeed, their athletic prowess could hardly be measured by human standards.

For a human, just getting started with extreme acrobatics required at least six months of foundational physical preparation. Afterward, another si...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [119]

After witnessing Yasui Makoto’s demonstration, Kitasan Black quickly grew fascinated by the idea of “extreme acrobatics.”

Especially after he explained further and demonstrated a few more moves.

From scaling walls to aerial spins, once she regained her senses, she found herself unable to suppress the thrilling excitement bubbling up inside her.

Later moves like spinning airborne kicks, flying submissions, and something called a “Yela”—whatever that was—only hei...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [118]

With Kitasan Black’s overflowing excitement, coupled with Kitajima Saburou’s enthusiastic performance and warm invitation, the strange, unsettled feeling Yasui Makoto had experienced earlier quickly vanished. Before long, they were seated in the familiar banquet hall once again.

Repeating a scene from before, the elderly man showered Yasui with gratitude before eagerly asking if there was anything he could do to help with upcoming training or races.

Just like last time, Yasui ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [117]

From Tokai Teio’s words, and from the subtle look she exchanged with Mejiro McQueen, Yasui Makoto sensed an unspoken complexity—but he chose not to dwell on it.

Japan’s racing system was originally modeled after Europe and America. From the very beginning, victory on the international stage had always been one of the highest measures of an Uma Musume and her trainer’s abilities.

As global competition grew in importance, the number of Uma Musume venturing overseas increased...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [116]

At Longchamp Racecourse, Paris, a pair of Uma Musume stood side by side at the edge of the racetrack—one with long, golden hair, and the other sporting short, pink hair.

Pointing toward the lengthy straight track ahead, the pink-haired Uma Musume nodded with a smile, explaining in fluent French:

“If you really want to get accustomed to this course, the best option is the Prix Ganay.”

“It’s the first G1 race of the season. The distance is 2100 meters, but the track ...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [115]

A short while later, at a cozy Japanese restaurant near Nakayama Racecourse.

Tokai Teio savored a piece of cod sushi with obvious delight, closing her eyes briefly and sighing happily.

“As expected, no matter when we come, the sushi here is absolutely amazing.”

Then, turning toward Yasui Makoto and Kitasan Black, she continued thoughtfully:

“So you ran into Chairwoman Yukishiro and Almond Eye…”

“Yeah. I really wanted Almond-chan to join us for the cel...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [114]

Kitasan Black couldn't quite understand the sudden panic she'd felt earlier.

Still, whenever she ran into something she didn't understand, she had a habit of simply ignoring it, never wasting energy on unnecessary worries.

So when she finally met up with Yasui Makoto and Almond Eye, she greeted Yasui with her usual excitement and scooped Almond Eye into a delighted hug.

“It’s been so long, Almond-chan! We're headed for a big feast soon—come with us!”

Caught off...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [113]

On the stage, Kitasan Black noticed Yasui Makoto quietly slipping away.

Her ears twitched involuntarily, and without thinking, she took a step forward.

“Kita-chan…” Behind her, noticing the unscripted movement, Satono Crown whispered gently, “We’re about to transition to the next song…”

Kitasan’s ears twitched again, snapping her back to attention.

Taking a deep breath, she quickly raised her arm, responding to the audience’s enthusiastic cheers as sh...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [112]

Night fell upon the Winner’s Concert stage.

As spotlights poured down like a river of stars, Kitasan Black’s eyelashes fluttered lightly against the brilliant glow.

Dry-ice mist from the stage rose gently over her ankles. She could hear the faint sound of Crushing Raise adjusting her breathing on one side, and the crisp chime of Unyielding True Steel’s metal anklets tapping softly against the platform on the other.

The massive screens that had earlier showcased the thr...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [111]

Supporting Crushing Raise as best as she could, Kitasan Black was so utterly drained she initially didn't catch the words her companion whispered between exhausted breaths.

Aside from concern for her friend’s condition, her heart was awash in confusion and frustration.

In the end... she still overtook me. Kitasan thought gloomily.

Yet, she felt oddly at peace.

She had truly given this race her all.

As far back as she could remember, she'd never collaps...