“You’re kidding, right, Utaha? You’re still in touch with that stand-in?!”
Machida Sonoko’s loud voice turned heads immediately.
Including Kitahara Takeru’s—and Adagaki Aki’s.
Aki glanced over briefly, then turned her gaze back without much interest.
What’s she doing here?
Kitahara, on the other hand, nearly had a heart attack.
He panicked so hard he broke into a cold sweat, desperately wanting to vanish on the spot.
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After leaving the small animal section, Kitahara Takeru didn’t exit the exhibition hall—instead, he headed straight for the “Dog” area.
Sure, Miura Yumiko had completely ruined his mood for the day, but that didn’t mean he was ready to leave just yet.
He paid for this ticket. Spent actual money!
And besides—it wasn’t like he ghosted her for sex, or led her on emotionally, or even borrowed money. All he ever did was check in once in a while, chat a bit,...
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What’s with this guy?
Yukinoshita Yukino noticed something off in Kitahara Takeru’s demeanor and turned her gaze back toward Hayama Hayato and Miura Yumiko.
She saw it instantly—Yumiko, who just moments ago was smiling cheerfully, went stiff the second she saw Yukino and Kitahara. Her eyes sparked with flames.
Yukino blinked.
Then, as if putting pieces together, she looked from Kitahara… to Yumiko… back to Kitahara again.
Her expression slowly ...
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Yukinoshita Yukino’s expression turned cold.
She stood up slowly, arms crossed, gaze sharp enough to cut: “Narcissism is an illness, Kitahara. And you—are already terminal.”
“My recommendation? Immediate prefrontal lobotomy.”
Her tone was that of a judge handing down a death sentence—clinical, detached.
“…Anyone else saying that, fine. But you, Second Daughter? You’re the least qualified to call me narcissistic.”
Kitahara Takeru was...
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Kitahara Takeru tucked the playing cards away, glancing at the dark-haired beauty before him.
“I think I’m pretty funny.”
The girl in front of him wore a pale yellow sleeveless cardigan, the hem reaching her thighs. Underneath was a simple, lightweight one-piece dress, cinched just below her chest with a satin ribbon that highlighted a slender waist so delicate it looked like it could be encircled by a single hand.
Her feet were in strapless heels, revealing toes that ...
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Contrary to expectations, when August and Giovanni walked through Opelucid City’s streets, they didn't sense any tension at all.
Pedestrians strolled leisurely along. Machokes could be seen helping trainers move cargo, sanitation workers swept the streets followed by hungry Trubbish nibbling on stray trash, and Pelipper carrying mail parcels soared gracefully overhead.
When they reached Opelucid’s Battle Subway entrance, they found Officer Jenny already on-site, overseeing a b...
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Bang!
Dragonite’s fiery fist collided fiercely with Beedrill’s crossed twin-needles.
Under the searing heat of [Fire Punch], Beedrill's needles quickly turned red-hot, causing Beedrill visible pain.
Yet Beedrill refused to yield easily. Maintaining its grip on Dragonite’s fist, it swiftly curled its body forward, aiming its sharp stinger directly at Dragonite’s exposed belly.
Startled, Dragonite immediately broke away, creating distanc...
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After wrapping things up at Driftveil Gym, Gary and the others split into two groups and left first.
Only Clay, Lacey, and Giovanni remained inside the gym.
Clay stared at Giovanni with a complicated expression.
“It’s been a long time... Giovanni.”
As fellow Ground-type Gym Leaders, Clay naturally knew Giovanni from the old days. Back then, he’d even enjoyed Giovanni's straightforward personality, and they got along well enough.
What he hadn't expected wa...
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Kanto Branch.
A golden ring materialized in the middle of the Kanto branch headquarters, and August casually stepped through.
However, the scene that greeted him made him freeze in place.
He saw Sabrina firmly holding a squirming Minccino in one hand while brandishing a [Shiny Stone] menacingly in the other. The Minccino clearly didn't want to evolve into Cinccino, desperately struggling to escape Sabrina's clutches.
Obviously, the tiny Pokémon was no...
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They initially received Black's distress call as well, but August got there first, so they didn't rush back immediately.
“It's nothing—he's perfectly fine!” August reassuringly patted Black on the shoulder.
Black's face flushed slightly with embarrassment.
After all, this whole incident was triggered by his own recklessness. If August hadn't arrived in time, he couldn't imagine how disastrous things might have turned out.
Sensing Black's thoughts, August patted h...
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As dawn broke, clear skies gradually chased the darkness to the horizon.
Guo Yi awoke in the guest room of the Shanghai Pokémon Fire Brigade.
By the time the fire was fully extinguished yesterday and the brigade returned to Shanghai, it was already approaching midnight.
Since it was so late, He Yongsen had insisted Guo Yi rest at the fire station overnight. The firefighters had warmly welcomed him, grateful for the hero who saved their comrade’s life.
After quickly ...
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He Yongsen finally calmed his turbulent emotions, stood up, and deeply bowed to Guo Yi.
“Thank you so much, Master!”
“If I'd lost Arcanine today, I wouldn’t even know how to continue living.”
If Arcanine had truly died, whether or not He Yongsen would have stayed with the fire brigade was uncertain—but he would certainly have fallen into despair, unable to escape the shadows for who knows how long.
As for recovering from that grief, it would’ve depended e...
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For a moment.
All eyes turned to the captain.
At this critical point, the captain had no time to hesitate.
“Wang Hao, you stay here and oversee the firefighting.”
“Xiaoyu, Xiaolin—you two come with me to rescue He Yongsen!”
“Yes, sir!”
The two firefighters quickly stepped behind their captain, and the three of them dashed into the smoke-filled forest.
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Drip, drip…
With the gentle tap of raindrops, He Yongsen gra...
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Salazzle seized an opening and spat a jet of [Venoshock] at Arcanine.
Unluckily, the poisonous liquid hit Arcanine squarely in the right eye.
Instantly blinded, Arcanine howled in excruciating pain.
Seeing their foe weakened, the surrounding Salandits wasted no time and lunged forward ferociously.
They wouldn't miss a chance to kick their enemy while she was down.
Moments later...
Arcanine collapsed into a pool of blood, barely clinging to ...
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“You two go first, I'll hold the rear!”
As soon as the words left He Yongsen’s mouth—
The two other rescuers immediately shook their heads in refusal.
“No, Yongsen!”
“If we're leaving, we leave together.”
Abandoning a teammate was simply unthinkable.
However, He Yongsen’s determination was unshakable.
“No, we won't make it if we stay together.”
“The longer we drag this out, the worse it'll get if more frenzied Pokémon po...
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How could she describe it?
Standing once again on this racetrack, Gotham Song found her memories of that rainy day surprisingly blurred.
All she remembered clearly was desperately fighting to claim victory, burning every ounce of herself with each stride, falling, and roaring furiously as she stood back up.
Then came the leap through agony, the sudden collapse, skidding and carving a deep trail into the earth.
Finally, someone hurriedly caught up, lifting her gently on...
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There were things she’d forgotten, and things she wished she could forget, but above all—
Never mention the Arc to Mejiro Ardan.
But—but—but—but, Neo-chan!
Did you forget to remind me of something?
What am I supposed to do if Ardan-neesan brings up the Arc herself?!
Gotham Song had never panicked quite this badly.
Yet as a deathly silence filled the backseat of the car, the oblivious Silic chimed in from up front:
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Truthfully speaking, Gotham Song wasn't just happy about this. She was so delighted she didn't even know what to say.
The reason was simple. Gotham Song had gained a fair bit of fame during her debut year.
And why had she become famous back then?
The answer was obvious—it was because of her pretty face.
A face almost indistinguishable from Twilight Song’s.
Sure, Gotham Song had gained even more popularity later on due to her rivalry with Tokai Teio and her ou...
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Haya City was a mature, elegant woman.
Van Gogh was a lively, adorable runaway idiot.
France and Britain were truly very close.
Why suddenly bring up such a strange topic? Well, to understand that, we’d have to start from the beginning.
When Gotham Song heard from Dancing Brave that the rotten girl Astronomer had been kidnapped by Mejiro Ramonu, her mood instantly brightened.
Oh my, even a romantic like you can slip up? Hehe, serves you right! Let’s pop c...
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By now, Gotham Song thought she’d seen everything France had to offer.
Even if she found more unbelievable things about herself, she wouldn't be surprised at this point.
After being humiliated beyond measure for almost an entire evening at the mall—why use the word humiliated?
Because a full tenth of the stores there were dedicated entirely to merchandise of her, and each one was doing unbelievably well!
Could you even imagine such a scenario? So many identic...
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“Oh?”
Upon hearing Theresis’s words, Heal narrowed her eyes, an uncommon look of intrigue passing across her face. Her gaze seemed to probe, carefully searching Theresis’s thoughts.
“And what, precisely, would this future position entail?”
After a brief pause, Heal still asked aloud.
“Theresa has already made a promise to you. Once Kazdel is established, K Corp will hold a seat within it. That promise remains valid.”
Theresis spoke evenly:
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In the end, Don Quixote and Duq'arael didn’t part ways immediately.
They left Scar Market together. Nearl watched the two who had just been fighting fiercely walking side-by-side, falling into a prolonged silence.
Eventually, she sighed.
Well, I suppose I’m used to it by now. After all, it’s Don Quixote.
Meanwhile, Don Quixote and Duq'arael exited Scar Market and found a place to settle in Kazdel. There, they began a long, thoughtful conversation.
...
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In truth, the battle between them hadn’t ceased at that moment.
Even though Duq'arael had realized some discrepancies, his pride wouldn’t allow him to simply accept defeat and end things there.
Thus, their fight continued—although this time, things were rather straightforward. After shattering the sea of blood around them, Don Quixote dragged Duq'arael into open combat, defeating him decisively in a direct confrontation.
This was the power of The City’s strongest...
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When Theresis uttered those words, his gaze remained tightly locked onto Heal.
He waited carefully, gauging if Heal might react—but in the end, she didn't respond at all.
Does this mean the Index really has nothing to do with her? Perhaps I was overly suspicious.
Theresis quietly sighed, lost in these silent thoughts.
“The Index, huh… They’ve already caught your attention? It seems they’ve truly arrived in Kazdel.”
Heal lightly tapped the tab...
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There was one timeless principle behind the Index’s Instructions:
You may profit greatly, slightly, or not at all. But the Index never loses.
This held true even for the still-emerging Index in Kazdel.
In truth, this request had come at precisely the right time. Outwardly, when Suo heard someone express a desire to join the Index, he appeared momentarily troubled, eyes still shut as he tilted his head thoughtfully.
Yet inwardly, his mind was already racing w...
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Between her cascading strands of hair flowed a river of unhealed wounds, each gentle ripple whispering a quiet hymn of blades.
Standing at the front of the line, Nobu clearly observed the graceful and beautiful Captain Unohana.
He could distinctly sense the admiration radiating from the other new members around him. Captain Unohana’s reputation was unparalleled; perhaps the souls she had healed outnumbered even the Hollows cut down by Captain-Commander Yamamoto. With such presti...
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With the final graduation exams concluded, the students of Shin'ō Academy received their division assignment notices.
The members of the Student Council once again gathered for a celebratory meal.
The izakaya bustled with lively voices, nearly taken over by academy students.
Nobu drank heavily, toasted repeatedly by council members, many sharing heartfelt words throughout the evening. Those from Nobu’s own year especially grew emotional.
Even Shūhei, who seldom los...
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Time passed quietly yet swiftly at Shin’ō Academy.
However, something remarkable did happen later in the year.
Hitsugaya Tōshirō awakened his Zanpakutō. After thorough examinations by academy teachers and members of the Twelfth Division, it was confirmed to be an ice-type Zanpakutō, with immense potential—one that could someday become the strongest ice-element Zanpakutō ever known.
This revelation stirred considerable excitement, not only within the academy but thr...
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On the morning of the cultural festival—
Nobu was summoned to the principal’s office bright and early.
Aside from Headmaster Shakubō, another middle-aged man stood waiting in the room.
He had white hair, golden eyes, a neatly trimmed black moustache, and wore a distinctive white jinbaori over his standard Shihakushō—a garment clearly different from a captain's haori.
Nobu paused for a brief moment upon seeing the man, quickly realizing his identity.
Lieut...
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In recent days, a major event had shaken Soul Society.
Kuchiki Ginrei had officially stepped down as captain of the Sixth Division, succeeded by his grandson, Kuchiki Byakuya.
As a division traditionally commanded by nobility, the Sixth Division’s captaincy had always belonged to either a Kuchiki or a member of their affiliated noble houses.
A similar tradition existed in the Second Division, historically led by members of the Shihōin family. Although the current Second D...
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