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I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [695]

The Occult Research Clubroom.

Given the gravity of the matter at hand, they couldn’t remain on the training field.

The moment Azazel mentioned the name [Sephiroth Graal], Rias and the others immediately grasped the severity of the situation and understood why Azazel appeared so grave. They quickly ended their training and regrouped in the Occult Research Clubroom.

All eyes fixed on Azazel, each filled with urgency and concern.

“Azazel, you said you...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [694]

Previously, Jeanne Alter would often serve as an instructor or training partner, personally teaching swordsmanship to Kiba Yuuto and Xenovia, magic to Himejima Akeno and Rossweisse, or senjutsu to Toujou Koneko.

But that was no longer possible. With the potent steel-like divinity now within her, Jeanne Alter could no longer be considered purely human—her very existence had taken on the characteristics of a Heretic God.

What exactly were Heretic Gods in Campione!? They w...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [693]

“Hahahaha!”

In the Gremory household's reception room, Azazel was laughing heartily.

"Those stubborn bastards finally gave in one by one, huh?"

At a glance, the table in front of Azazel was filled with neatly arranged documents.

Beside him, Sirzechs held a few of these documents, his eyes scanning through the signatures, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

“The Celtic pantheon, Hindu mythology, Egyptian pantheon, Zoroastrianism... even the Greek pantheon has...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [692]

A golden sword—its sacred radiance restrained, its entire body seemingly forged from pure gold, with divine runes symbolizing wisdom and victory engraved upon its blade—appeared in her grasp. The moment it manifested, intense fear surged into the eyes of every deity present.

Yet this terror wasn't born from their hearts but rather from their divinities themselves. The sword’s divine aura made their very godhood tremble uncontrollably.

“How…how can this be?” one of the ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [691]

Gods—especially those whose authorities were tied to the earth—immediately sensed the abnormality.

The spiritual energy, the very lifeforce of the Underworld itself, began rushing toward a single point, drawn irresistibly to something awakening.

At the same moment, they felt an overwhelming, boundlessly sharp presence rising steadily, seemingly without limit.

In their minds appeared the image of a rusted blade being painstakingly sharpened, meticulously reforged, its bri...

Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [535]

Just as Mew continued rolling around on the sofa, Mewtwo finally couldn't stand it anymore, gently reminding her from the side.

“Mother, please mind your image!”

Hearing Mewtwo's words, Mew paused mid-roll, let out a disgruntled squeak, then dragged a cushion over her head, pretending "I can't hear anything!"

At this sight, Meloetta’s small head instantly froze up.

Mo...Mother?!

Meloetta's eyes widened dramatically upon hearing Mewtwo’s ...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [120]

Gotham Song and Phantom Ruka didn't have another chance to speak.

It was Mejiro McQueen’s turn to make her appearance. Gotham Song quietly watched the Uma Musume, who pointedly avoided her gaze, silently imagining the events that might unfold next.

It was Gotham Song’s own little schemes that had firmly pushed McQueen to race in this Japan Cup—but what about McQueen’s popularity ranking today?

Known as the "Second Coming of Ruka," the "White Augustus," and URA’s Ho...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [119]

What kind of weather suits the finale of a legend best?

A clear, dazzling day, filled with sweetness in the air as heroes unsheathe their weapons? Or something gloomier, the kind of weather Gotham Song herself had fought through before?

When she pulled back the curtains and glimpsed the overcast sky, Gotham Song felt an odd sense of déjà vu.

Don’t tell me it’s going to rain again today…? Probably not—this isn't the Arc, after all.

She lowered her gaz...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [118]

“Munch munch munch... You're saying that for McQueen, you're going to use your full strength?”

“Yeah, exactly. So you'd better be ready to face me at my absolute best.”

Oguri Cap continued attacking her food with gusto, while Gotham Song idly watched Kitasan, who was happily running alongside her little sister. She absentmindedly offered another morsel to the ever-hungry Uma Musume beside her.

“It’s fine. Actually, I’d prefer it if you went all-out anyway. Rath...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [117]

Only a few days remained before the Japan Cup.

More precisely, there were only two or three days left to familiarize themselves with the track. In this intense atmosphere, even Gotham Song had to spend extra effort each day to adjust her mindset.

Yet, to her astonishment…

Mejiro McQueen, her rival in the upcoming race, carried on with her rigorous daily training routine as if nothing had changed at all.

Gotham Song had no choice but to admire her resolve. She’d per...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [116]

What does she mean, "I won't allow it"? Is my earlier idea really unacceptable?

Gotham Song pondered this deeply for a long, long while. She stayed silent, pressed into Mejiro Ramonu’s embrace until she eventually drifted off—and even then…

She continued mulling over the question in her dreams, but right up until the very end, she still hadn’t reached any conclusions.

The next morning, when Gotham Song opened her eyes and sat up, she found herself alone in b...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [115]

In truth, there weren’t many days left before the Japan Cup.

There never were. The gap between the Kikuka Sho and the Japan Cup had always been short—barely five weeks.

And for that very reason, a certain superstition had long hovered between the two races.

A kind of curse.

The rumor was: any Uma Musume who won the Kikuka Sho would be unable to win the Japan Cup. And any Uma Musume who went on to win the Japan Cup—if they had raced in the Kikuka Sho beforehand—...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [114]

All in all, Gotham Song spent a few pretty decent days in the hospital.

Well, “decent” included—but wasn’t limited to—thinking about how to deal with her sisters every day, and figuring out how to keep the people around her from fighting.

To be honest, Gotham Song’s condition wasn’t all that serious. Given an Uma Musume’s physical resilience, it was something she could recover from pretty quickly.

Still, she ended up lying in bed for another four or five days...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [113]

Gotham Song could roughly guess the feelings behind Mejiro Ramonu's question.

In fact, if she placed herself in her elder sister's shoes, Ramonu's restraint so far had been admirable, hadn't it?

Even after Manhattan Cafe had bluntly shut her down earlier, Ramonu had merely fallen silent, considering her next move rather than impulsively doing something foolish.

Mejiro Ramonu wasn’t being unreasonable—she genuinely couldn't find a convincing justification or position, lea...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [112]

From the moment Gotham Song opened her eyes the following morning, she clearly understood that her life would never again know peace.

True, she'd always had many people around her, but no matter how crowded things had been before, it was nothing compared to the chaos now.

Exactly what kind of situation was she facing right now?

Perhaps something akin to being overwhelmed by a loud, bustling mob?

Gotham Song glanced around herself.

Mejiro Ramonu was silently stari...

Only One Year Left—I'll Become a Legendary Uma Musume! 2 [111]

Gotham Song pushed past her limits, becoming a blazing streak on the racetrack—utterly dazzling!

In the blink of an eye, even Festival Glory, who'd been closing the distance mere moments earlier, was left hopelessly behind. Helpless, all she could do was stare in awe at the wavering figure ahead.

That monster—that burning, relentless monster—even maintained her unstoppable acceleration through the second descent…!

How could anyone possibly catch up to something l...