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I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [699]

When the radiance faded and the sensation of solid ground returned beneath her feet, Jeanne found herself standing upon a boundless, flat plain.

But she easily recognized that this was no longer the human realm, but a magical dimension created through sorcery.

Looking around, Jeanne suddenly broke into a smile.

"Sending such a luxurious lineup to deal with me alone? I'm truly honored…"

Saying this, she lowered her gaze slightly.

"…Esteemed Evil Dragons."

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [698]

The vampire territories lay hidden deep within the mountains of Romania, in the human world.

Because vampires deliberately isolated themselves, refusing contact with outsiders, direct teleportation magic wasn't viable. Thus, Jeanne and her group first teleported into Europe, then traveled by plane and car toward the vampire domains.

After flying into Romania, they drove along winding mountain roads toward their destination.

Given their numbers, Azazel arranged two vehicles:<...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [697]

"An Evil Dragon?!"

Inside the Occult Research Club’s clubroom.

After returning, Jeanne immediately recounted to everyone what she had encountered earlier.

Azazel, astonished, leaped straight up from the sofa, staring blankly at Jeanne with disbelief written clearly on his face.

Beside him, Hyoudou Issei raised his left arm, manifesting the Boosted Gear, and asked:

"Ddraig, what's an Evil Dragon exactly? Is it a specific kind of dragon?"

The jewel embedded...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [696]

The colossal beast charged forward, each punch descending like a meteor plummeting to earth. His scales, harder than steel, and strength capable of shaking rivers, were his weapons of choice. With roaring laughter, he swung relentlessly, the violent gusts from his fists exploding outward.

In stark contrast, Jeanne Alter appeared incredibly small—standing before her foe, she wasn't even as large as one of his fingers.

Yet within this petite frame surged the might of ten mountains...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [90]

The adjustments in Fourth Division's seated positions were announced shortly afterward.

Clearly, Unohana Retsu and Kotetsu Isane had already made these preparations beforehand, simply using Nobu's appointment to Third Seat as an opportunity to finalize them.

Shingyōji Sen and Naitō Shōgo now jointly held the Fourth Seat, with Shingyōji continuing as head of the First Advanced Relief Team.

Meanwhile, Nobu assumed the duties of Third Seat and simultaneously took over as he...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [89]

Already?!

The spectators were visibly startled. Most of them had never witnessed Nobu's Zanpakutō ability firsthand, and even the officers who had previously seen it were surprised—it was faster than during his initial evaluation!

Shingyōji Sen had heard Nobu’s voice as well, yet he merely clenched his teeth and continued healing.

Several more minutes passed before he finally withdrew his hands, wiped the sweat from his brow, and sheathed his Zanpakutō.

Restricted-Class Shinigami [88]

Everyone’s eyes were fixed upon that shimmering heart composed entirely of Reishi.

Constructing a stable form purely out of one’s spiritual particles was no simple feat—countless factors had to be considered.

But to create a central heart capable of anchoring so many delicate Reishi chains was virtually impossible.

Shingyōji Sen stared blankly, murmuring in disbelief, “How could he have done this...?”

Nobu didn’t answer. Unohana’s earlier speculation abo...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [87]

Yamada Seinosuke’s notebook contained scattered, unorganized entries reflecting his own understanding. Without a systematic structure, it differed completely from standard pharmacology or Kaidō texts, making it all the harder for Nobu to grasp.

Nobu ended up consulting numerous reference books, dedicating most of his remaining days before the competition to unraveling the notebook's complexities.

And indeed, this notebook contained insights of immense value, going far beyond me...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [86]

The current Third Seat of the Fourth Division was Shingyōji Sen, who also served as the head of the First Advanced Relief Team.

Shingyōji was a long-time member, having joined even earlier than Kotetsu Isane. Nobu had met him briefly before—a rather serious individual by nature, wielding a healing-type Zanpakutō as well.

At Unohana’s instruction, news of Nobu’s challenge for the Third Seat quickly spread throughout the division.

Most of the Fourth Division already k...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [75]

“Hahaha, I finally escaped!”

“Uncle Yevenko treats me like a child, saying no to this, forbidding me from that. I’ve never been anywhere this interesting before!”

Jade strolled down the street, eyes sparkling with curiosity at the exotic architecture of the Luofu, eagerly running her fingers across everything she encountered.

However, as she rounded a corner, her eyes widened at the sight of Mara-Struck Cloud Knights.

She quickly ducked back, holding her brea...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [74]

“ROOOAAAARRRR—!!!”

The ear-shattering roar sent a violent gust hurtling straight toward Hoolay.

Instantly, terror seized every fiber of Hoolay’s being. His breath caught, his massive frame rigid with uncontrollable panic. His fur flickered from white to yellow, then to red, rapidly cycling through colors like neon lights. When it finally returned to white, it was no longer his youthful, glossy fur but a brittle, aged white.

His once-proud fur now hung in dry, withere...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [73]

Jerry understood clearly that after their intense exertions just now, he was utterly drenched in sweat, and Yevenko had somehow gotten hungry again.

Who gets hungry again immediately after a meal?

At this moment, he genuinely felt like giving up.

I just can’t raise this child anymore.

Jerry pondered gloomily. A thought bubble popped above his head, showing scenes rapidly switching from one to another.

For the moment, he couldn't figure out where else t...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [72]

Stepping out of the mouse hole, Yevenko glanced around from his tiny perspective.

Gloomy green lights filled this place, illuminating eerie umbrella-shaped towers rising high, linked together by countless iron chains or directly nailed into sheer cliff faces.

A cold, ominous aura permeated the air, heavy enough to suffocate.

The Shackling Prison...?

This name immediately popped into Yevenko’s mind.

Simultaneously, he spotted Moze and Jiaoqiu nearby, se...

Honkai: Star Rail – From the Moment Tom Cat Became My Passenger [71]

A shadow flickered in Tingyun’s deep eyes, and a faint cyan flame ignited at her fingertips.

She aimed directly at Jerry.

However, in the next instant—

Bang!

Tom, springing up from behind, landed directly atop Tingyun’s head, stomping it inward with a crunch.

Standing on Tingyun’s head, Tom shaded his eyes dramatically with one paw, scanning for Jerry's position.

Spotting Jerry mocking him from afar, Tom frantically stomped his feet, drivin...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [120]

Whoosh...

A dark cloak slowly descended behind Hoshigaki Sora, causing Hotaru’s eyes to widen in disbelief.

He stood before her in dark emerald armor, its helmet shaped vaguely like a tanuki. The crimson glow from its visor radiated a chilling intensity, almost as if Death itself stared through its eyes.

But most astonishing was the blade in his hand.

Though it appeared to be an ordinary sword, this very blade had just accomplished a feat that most beings in the univ...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [119]

The fleet of starships cast a sprawling shadow, plunging the city below into darkness.

Yet, far beyond those ships, a place remained strangely detached from the planet’s current condition.

It was as if a transparent elliptical dome covered the area, causing the upward-flowing raindrops to skirt smoothly around its perimeter, ascending unimpeded into the sky.

But this was no ordinary dome—it was a fixed field of stasis.

Within that field, everything was isolated fro...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [118]

In his mind, Hoshigaki Sora seemed to hear the sharp, exasperated voice of a certain woman:

"If I hadn't stepped in back then, you'd be dead meat right now!"

"Honestly, brat, do you even value your own body? Couldn't you be a bit more careful?"

"That was Heart-sama’s precious power—you should cherish it more!"

His current physical state was far from optimistic. Every organ, muscle, and even his blood seemed on the verge of collapse, as if...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [117]

The settlement, previously submerged in despair, suddenly sprang back to life.

News of a potential escape had injected adrenaline into everyone’s veins, galvanizing them toward this singular goal.

Who would willingly accept assimilation by Propagation when freedom was within reach?

The future was finally shining in front of them. It might still be faint and uncertain, but even a weak flicker in the boundless dark was enough to grip desperately. Like drowning souls grasping...

Honkai: Star Rail — New Rider Powers Every Week [116]

“Sora! Sora!”

Pulled abruptly from his memories, Sora turned to face the people beside him. "What's wrong?"

“Are you sure you’re alright? You still look out of it. Maybe you should rest a little longer?” Yunqing asked, worry etched on her face.

"I'm still a bit weak, but it's nothing serious," Sora waved off her concerns.

His body still felt drained, traces of the Stellaron's energy lingering within—but overall, he was stable enough. Just a little weak… 2025-08-01 10:17:31 +0000 UTC View Post

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [85]

After encouraging Kitasan Black, Yasui Makoto walked swiftly toward the commentary platform.

The drones were already airborne, positioned above the track from four different angles, their footage streaming clearly onto screens at the announcer’s table.

To verify the drones' performance firsthand, Yasui didn’t use binoculars this time. Instead, he carefully watched the live feed on the screens.

The instant the gates opened, he immediately furrowed his brows slightly, quie...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [84]

As Kitasan Black approached the starting gates, the cheers from the stands rose to a fever pitch.

Amidst the joyful cries and excited atmosphere, a few gazes remained cool and observant.

Satono Crown crossed her arms, eyes fixed intently on the black-haired girl heading toward the gates, then leaned toward her younger sister.

"To tell you the truth, Dia-chan, I’m feeling a bit envious of Kitasan right now, racing alongside all these legendary senpai..."

Standing besi...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [83]

Kitasan Black was nervous.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t raced before. Thanks to her grandfather and father, she'd seen plenty of big events too.

But during those times, she'd never been the focus. Attention had always fallen solely on the victors, the sparkling stage reserved for winners alone.

Right now, she still didn't feel like the center of attention.

She could see clearly—the banners, the cheering from the stands, it was all for her senpai. They were undoubted...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [82]

“…Eh?”

Kitasan Black froze.

She hadn’t expected such an answer—and frankly, she had no idea what it even meant.

“The fastest, the strongest, the supreme.”

Crushing Raise repeated calmly, her indifferent expression gradually becoming serious.

“To become an Uma Musume like that—that’s the reason I was born into this world.”

“It’s my mission and my destiny.”

“Whether I succeed or fail.”

“To chase the dream passed d...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [81]

Yasui Makoto silently nodded to himself.

Air Groove’s mother had also been an outstanding Uma Musume, once winning the prestigious Oaks, a Grade 1 race.

After retiring from racing, she'd initially become a trainer before taking a teaching position at a Tracen elementary school.

Thinking back to records he'd read, Yasui recalled that Crushing Raise had attended that very school. She and Air Groove probably knew each other from an early age, and since they both belonged to t...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [130]

“An unfamiliar ceiling…”

Shirou’s fist clenched involuntarily. Finally—finally, he’d heard someone else say those words. All his life, it had been him uttering that phrase after waking up injured or disoriented; he’d never dreamed he’d get to hear another person say them too.

He almost felt tears welling up in his eyes.

“You’re… Sir Knight and his Master, aren’t you?”

Jeanne’s voice now sounded soft and weak, completely different from...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [129]

“A Ruler is a Servant summoned directly by the Holy Grail to oversee the fairness of the Grail War. Did the Grail not grant you this basic knowledge?” the blonde girl explained patiently to Shirou and Arthur.

“No, the Grail didn't provide me with any such information. Is there something problematic about me, Miss Ruler?” Arthur replied.

Arthur already knew something was deeply wrong—not with him as a Servant, but rather with his presence in this particular war. 2025-08-01 10:17:01 +0000 UTC View Post

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [128]

The sun slowly rose in the east, sending delicate golden rays filtering through dense foliage onto a stone-paved path.

A blonde girl dressed in a school uniform walked quietly along this secluded road.

Her clear, sapphire-blue eyes shone with gemstone brilliance, radiating determination and resolve. Yet, nothing about her demeanor matched the schoolgirl appearance she wore.

If it weren’t for her uniform, few would mistake her for an ordinary student.

She was t...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [127]

“I’m fine.”

Shirou rubbed at the red mark above his brow. Compared to his previous battles, this one had been thrilling but relatively safe.

I wish every fight could end like this, Shirou thought, instead of leaving me sore and bruised all over every single time.

“Really? I never expected you'd defeat Archer by yourself, Master,” Arthur said with a bitter smile. “In comparison, I barely inflicted minor injuries on Rider. I’ve truly fail...

Emiya Shirou Doesn't Want to Work Overtime [126]

While Arthur was still locked in combat with Rider, Shirou’s battle against Archer continued.

For Archer, the endlessly adaptive [Cross Tail] combined with [Incursio]'s ability to stack indefinitely had become nearly impossible to handle.

Unless Archer could fire an arrow powerful enough to pierce through Shirou’s defenses in a single strike before he could react—or shoot one so fast it reached Shirou before he could even raise his sh...

Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [135]

“What, so I have killing intent—what about it? You got a problem with that?!”

A sharp, indignant voice exploded beneath the tree.

Eris’s crimson eyes, lit by the sun, made the line between red iris and black pupil stark and distinct.

They looked just like a predator’s—like those of a big cat. Full of power. Full of killing intent.

Rudeus stood off to the side, dumbstruck.

In his mind, he could already see it: Eris springing up on the s...