Mew was furious.
And the very first thing an angry Mew did was turn those big, watery eyes pitifully toward August.
Her whole face radiated wounded grievance.
“Mew~”
She clutched at his clothes, giving them a little shake.
Even August couldn’t quite bring himself to say “no” to that look.
“…Sigh. Fine, I can’t say no to you. Don’t worry—I’ll help you drive out the intruder.”
At those words, Mew let out a delighted cheer, zipped up...
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Koga glanced at Lance, then at August.
He finally understood—these two had come specifically to torment him.
Could you act like decent human beings for once?
My vacation…
The thought of his precious days off slipping away made his heart bleed.
“Look on the bright side,” August said, patting Koga on the shoulder. “Isn’t solving problems for the League more meaningful than taking a holiday?”
Beside him, Lance nodded in solemn a...
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Seeing August’s awkward look, Cynthia covered her mouth with a quiet laugh.
She didn’t press the question.
Instead, she reached out and teased Mew, tickling the bottom of her foot until the little Pokémon was squealing with laughter, and only then did Cynthia speak.
“Enough about that—it’s about time. Let’s go.”
Hearing her words, and feeling the killing intent behind him vanish, August finally exhaled.
He was safe. No more life-or-death verbal tra...
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When Geeta arrived with her people to take custody of Lawrence, she was met with a scene that stopped her in her tracks.
The forest and grasslands that her intel had reported as withered and dead had not only been restored, but were now even more lush and vibrant than before.
And when her gaze found August, she saw him surrounded by a crowd of wild Pokémon, all gathered around him and a majestic Pokémon crowned with rainbow antlers—faces full of gratitude and awe.
“Thi...
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Putting aside the fact that they’d already sided with August and were acting as his guides, Chi-Yu had never expected that Wo-Chien would treat its own brothers like this!
Even if you take ten thousand steps back—hadn’t they brought August here to find Wo-Chien precisely so it could live the same good life they were enjoying?
But, in the end, Wo-Chien was still their brother.
Chi-Yu decided to give it one last chance.
From its perch in the bronze cauldron on Ting...
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A rare benefit?
Elias raised a brow, a little puzzled.
Usually, the system’s greatest use was… being useless.
Deep down, he didn’t believe it could bring him anything unexpected.
[Mhm, mhm.]
The system nodded earnestly, confirming it again.
During this update, she had worked tirelessly through the night, cranking out page after page of long petitions to the higher-ups.
And in the end, with her <...
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Evening.
Since he’d already talked it over with Irida earlier, after dinner Elias got ready to head for the Crimson Mirelands.
“Cynthia, you’re not coming with me?”
Seeing Cynthia all packed up yet clearly not intending to walk with him, Elias asked in puzzlement.
At that, Cynthia gave a slightly embarrassed nod and said:
“There are a few ruins… I want to take the chance to have a look.”
During the day, while some parts of Regigigas’s behavi...
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Lance and Steven were rather suspicious—had Elias somehow offended Arceus?
Otherwise, how could it be that every single time, he just happened to get attacked by extremely powerful Pokémon?
But…
With their previous experiences in mind, the two were a lot calmer now.
With the strength of the Pokémon by Elias’s side...
Even something on the level of Dialga and Palkia probably wouldn’t be able to harm him.
---
Elsewhere.
Diantha ...
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Off to the side, the other Pokémon—and Cynthia as well—had also stopped in their tracks at the sight, turning questioning gazes his way.
Elias, for the moment, forgot to answer.
For a simple reason—the system notification had just chimed.
[Achievement Unlocked: The Creator’s Gaze. Effect: Permanently increases Luck by 10%.]
[Note: Carrying this achievement may attract a certain Pokémon.]
The instan...
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“So… you’re telling me… not only did you survive, you went and caught Giratina too?”
After hearing Elias’s account, Regigigas stayed silent for a long while before slowly speaking.
“You could put it that way.”
Elias answered while gently squeezing Gardevoir’s small hand.
At that, Regigigas fell even deeper into silence.
He had always known Elias was anti-human.
But… not to this degree, right?
If the other could even captur...
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But the moment the soda hit her stomach...
Hu Yan’er’s spirits shot up, and every trace of fatigue vanished without a trace.
“This soda is amazing!"
“I feel like I could run five more laps right now!”
As expected of the big city, even the soda was different from the countryside’s.
“Really?”
Half-skeptical, Su Qingxue took a few sips.
The next second, her eyes widened, staring at the bottle in disbelief.
She could feel her stamina...
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“Teacher, how are we going to train next?”
Hu Yan’er’s voice carried an edge of impatience.
There were only two days of training time left, not a single day could be wasted.
“How to train?”
“Simple.”
“You go run laps first. Pikachu will be handled by Beedrill.”
After instructing Hu Yan’er, Guo Yi turned his head toward Su Qingxue.
“And you—run with Hu Yan’er.
“Then release Nidoqueen and let her warm up with you two....
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“Mr. Guo, your membership is ready.”
At that moment, the receptionist returned holding a VIP card.
She handed the card to Guo Yi, then pointed toward a corridor on the side.
“The training grounds are at the very end of this hallway.”
“Thanks!"
“Teacher Bai, we’ll head over first.”
Guo Yi thanked her, then was about to head to the training ground.
Just then, Bai Cai stepped forward.
“Wait a moment.”
“Teacher Bai, is th...
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Su Qingxue was wearing a solemn expression as she gave Liligant a nonstop stream of instructions.
“Liligant, from now on the two of us will have clearly divided roles.
“You’ll be responsible for cleaning the villa, and I’ll be responsible for making meals for Teacher.
“And in normal times, you also have to keep an eye on whether Teacher is getting close to any women.
“If you spot anything, you must tell me immediately.
“Here, take this phone.”
...
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“Pika!”
“Chu!!”
Pikachu’s whole face was slack with comfort, melting under Guo Yi’s hand.
She even let out little cries she couldn’t hold back.
“So… so amazing!”
Hu Yan’er couldn’t help exclaiming.
This was the very first time she’d seen Pikachu not reject an outsider at all.
Normally, anyone other than her so much as tried to touch Pikachu, and they’d end up on the receiving end of a good round of electrical punishment.
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The silver moon hung high in the sky, its light spilling down like a thin gauze draped over the land.
This was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city—worn down, broken, its floor layered in dust, its walls scarred with rust. Under normal circumstances, no one would willingly come to such a place.
The warehouse ceiling had a gaping hole. Through it, moonlight poured in, so that from within, one could see the stars and the night beyond.
Everything inside was dec...
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What would happen if two-dimensional characters stepped into the three-dimensional world?
Not just one person—more than once, people have imagined such a scene in their minds.
Human beings, every moment, are scattering their imagination and creativity into the world.
From their hands are born countless stories. From their pens are born countless characters.
Joy, sorrow, anger, awe… through stories, people can experience different lives, feel tremors they’ve never...
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Winter gave way to spring, and in the blink of an eye, it was already March.
Though the season had shifted, the wind still carried a faint, biting chill. Fortunately, the warm sunlight overhead softened its edge enough to make it bearable.
Today was Kuoh Academy’s graduation ceremony.
For third-years like Rias, Akeno, and Sona, it was a day unlike any other.
Amid the thunderous applause of parents and underclassmen, the graduating students filed into the gymnasium.
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Three days left until the Arima Kinen.
And just then—on a Japanese internet that couldn’t even muster the energy to trample URA anymore—someone dropped a deep-water bomb.
The cause was simple, and from the same hand that had once set off the last blaze that scorched URA.
A busybody, skimming the International Uma Musume Racing Committee’s newly published list of licensed trainers, spotted a name that felt very familiar.
Gotham Song—appearing not as a ra...
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If the point of riling Gotham Song up was to force her into making a choice here and now—
Then Song had to admit, Old Monster #3 seemed to understand exactly how to play her psychology.
It felt like she’d been completely read, through and through—as if she were back at the Arc, feeling herself dissected again.
And since she’d already been read like an open book, Brave had no doubt foreseen what would happen once she said those words—
That a Song who hadn’t ...
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Song couldn’t shake the feeling that Secretariat’s gaze was… strange.
It was as if there was an emotion inside it so intense it could swallow her whole—but in the end, it was Secretariat herself, the one who was usually the more intimidating presence, who broke the eye contact first. She pulled out her phone and stepped into an empty room nearby to make a call.
Freed, at last, from that piercing stare, Song made her escape from where she’d been standing—only to—!
...
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A week passed.
Alongside the final popularity results for the Arima Kinen, another announcement came out—
Information on this year’s URA “Best Uma Musume” award.
And with that, the entire internet erupted again, chattering nonstop.
The reason was simple: every discussion circled around one question—
Would Gotham Song, the first-year mare who had crushed last year’s URA Horse of the Year, even be eligible to compete for this year’s title?
The onli...
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“What’s wrong? You look so down.”
“It’s nothing, I’m just… thinking.”
But Mejiro Ardan could already see through some of it.
What sort of thing could make Gotham Song linger like this, wearing a little-dog expression as if she were afraid of being abandoned?
“Is it about that Twilight Song in the Dream Cup?”
“Ah—no, no, it’s not…”
Song denied it instinctively, but once she met Ardan’s concerned gaze—that look that ...
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Song couldn’t shake the feeling that Secretariat’s attitude was a little off, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly why. All she could do was obediently stay in this reliable senior’s embrace, soaking in that damnable sense of safety, then close her eyes and decide not to think about anything strange.
How long had she been in Secretariat’s arms?
Song didn’t know—only that while she was seeking comfort like this, Secretariat had received several calls. But the veteran had...
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Song walked up to the center of the hall, where every eye was on her, in a very foul mood, and made a show of fiddling with the microphone.
Honestly, she’d expected to feel at least a little nervous under so many stares from the audience—but when she actually stood there, she was surprised at how calm she was.
Why was that?
Probably because she’d already faced plenty of huge occasions before—whether in past races or in that one and only Winner’s Concert—events th...
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“So—you’re saying you’re going to take up the new position as the head of the self-governing Uma Musume organization?”
“Yes.”
Song looked at Symboli Rudolf’s perfectly serious face and, for a moment, couldn’t quite process whether she had really heard that right.
Because… wasn’t this way too strange and absurd? If word got out, wouldn’t a lot of people question it?
And just what exactly was the situation here—?
“But what does that have...
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In the end, Song woke up the next morning in Manhattan Cafe’s arms.
Or rather—she woke to find Manhattan Cafe holding her, watching her.
The two of them had talked about so many things last night, done a lot they’d never done before, and only then, pressed close together, drifted into sleep—until the sunlight roused the two Uma Musume from their dreams.
Song met Manhattan Cafe’s gaze… then drowsily buried her head against her again.
“Café-nee~ tell me—...
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Van Gogh suddenly seemed to have realized something.
That reaction only made Gotham Song all the more curious.
But… asking directly wouldn’t be very proper.
In the end, once she saw Van Gogh step out of her own shadow, Gotham Song simply left that little room tucked away in a corner of Mejiro Manor.
Some things are destined to be figured out by the child herself. And besides, Gotham Song wasn’t all that close to her—Van Gogh liked Twilight Song, the one she...
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In the end, Mizuno still went ahead and hired Gold Ship as his temporary bodyguard.
Because if he suddenly went back on his word now, she’d definitely notice he was afraid of something—and that might expose his most dangerous secret: that he was the mysterious man.
Besides, Mizuno figured, Gold Ship had just helped him get rid of Hayakawa-san’s scent from his body—that alone proved she was a trustworthy bro. Even if she ever did find out his true identity, she probably wou...
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“Trainer, you know, what you just said could easily make a girl misunderstand you.” Gold Ship narrowed her eyes, giving Mizuno a look heavy with meaning.
“Ah—sorry, I didn’t mean it that way.” Mizuno realized at once that his words just now could cause the wrong idea, so he hurried to explain:
“Ship-bro, don’t overthink it. I just want you to be my bodyguard.”
“Figured as much.” Gold Ship nodded.
Their brainwaves matched so closely that she didn...
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