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Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [50]

Because Substitution Jutsu turned out to be “space‑time ninjutsu,” Hoshino suddenly felt invincible, burning with fighting spirit.

If he practiced properly, titles like “Wood‑Flash” or “Shunshin Hoshino” would practically fall into his lap!

Seeing Hoshino sinking into that kind of fantasy, Sasuke silently lowered her head.
W‑what do I do… I r...

Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [49]

The next day, in the classroom.

Before Hoshino even had a chance to get cozy with Hinata, Walking Wallet—who’d arrived at school ridiculously early—forcefully intervened.

And as if that wasn’t enough, Walking Wallet even rudely switched seats with Naruto, wedging himself directly between Hoshino and Hinata like the world’s biggest third wheel.

“What’s your proble...

Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [48]

After finishing dinner, Hoshino propped his chin in his hand, watching the young girl before him eat at a snail’s pace.

Previously, whenever he saw this idiot stuffing her face with greasy food, he only ever felt disgust. Now, for some inexplicable reason, he found it oddly cute, even having the urge to grab a tissue and wipe her mouth.

…The power of psychological suggestion rea...

Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [47]

Let's rewind a little bit.

For the umpteenth time, Hoshino dunked his face into the basin full of water, only jerking his head up when he was nearly suffocating.

The spring air was still chilly. No matter how many times he splashed cold water onto his face, his mind refused to calm down.

His reflection in the mirror—water dripping messily down his cheeks—looked utterly pat...

Naruto: Freeloading is Great! 2 [46]

“Kyaaaa—!!!”

Naruto, pinned beneath Hoshino’s foot, let out an extremely girlish scream.

Expressionlessly tilting his head, Hoshino stuck both index fingers into his ears to block out the noise.

Naruto struggled fiercely, but the harder she fought, the harder Hoshino pressed down on her head, making escape completely impossible.

“You little traitor. I gave you ...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [385]

Elias wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but Cogita’s body felt almost feverishly hot.

When she pressed up against him, it was as if he’d been dropped straight into a soft, smoldering furnace.
Even his usually ice-cold body began to feel an unfamiliar warmth rise within it.

Heat spread outward from his chest, making him restless and parched.
He swallowed hard an...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [384]

Though something about the dark cottage felt off, Elias didn’t dwell on it.

Neither he nor Diancie had been home for two days, so it was only natural for Cogita to turn in early out of boredom.

It was late anyway—he could surprise her in the morning.

With that thought, Elias tidied up a bit, then took Diancie upstairs.

Click—

The door creaked open. T...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [383]

“What are you trying to do?!

"Elias is mine! If you want a ghost form, go catch one yourself somewhere else."

"I think a Dusknoir would suit you perfectly.”

Before Elias could answer, Diancie burst out, furious at Diantha’s words.

Poaching Elias right in front of her—how could she keep quiet?

Diantha met Diancie’s glare and pressed her lips together.
I...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [382]

After the three attacks collided, the blast and swirling dust quickly swallowed the entire area.

Even through the thick haze, Elias could tell one thing for sure—

The two Pokémon hadn’t completely blocked Yveltal’s strike.

A sharp, searing pain spread across his back.
Even with his dulled ghostly senses, the sting made him draw a sharp breath.

Luckily, the expl...

Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [381]

Noticing Yveltal’s movements, Diantha’s expression shifted to panic.

Earlier, Elias had only managed to save Ralts because their opponent had been caught off guard.
Now, however, Yveltal had clearly locked onto them.

And Elias wasn’t just protecting himself—he had to shield Diantha and Ralts while holding Diancie close.

Under these conditions, could they really dodg...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [115]

And so, the long-awaited day finally arrived.

After school, Rinto first walked the Yoshizawa twins home, then met up with Sakiko and Bocchi-chan before heading to the subway.

On the platform, they reunited with Momoka and Nina.

It was a first meeting of sorts—Rinto’s Light Music Club friends coming face-to-face with his live-in girlfriend.

And every one of them was a...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [114]

Another night passed.

It was finally Friday—the day everyone had been waiting for.

Rinto woke up feeling refreshed, greeted by the sight of an impossibly cute Momoka beside him.

Momoka was always extra sweet in bed. Whenever he hugged her, she’d go soft and clingy—utterly irresistible.

Even now, she was sleeping peacefully, resting on Rinto’s arm as if she planne...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [113]

“Nina-chan, your singing is amazing! You made me cry! You’re seriously, seriously incredible! (。>﹏<。)”

Leaping from behind her drum set, Nijika bounded forward and hugged Nina alongside Rinto.

At heart, Nina was still a shy, timid girl. Showered with enthusiastic praise from the Great Angel of Shimokitazawa herself—whom she’d only met today—she blushed so har...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [112]

Since Iseri Nina had nothing else to do—and clearly no plans to go home after dinner—Rinto naturally brought her along to the Live House where he worked.

“What’s a Live House…? ('?ω?｀)”

As expected of a girl whose past had zero overlap with normal youth culture, Nina asked with pure, innocent confusion.

Momoka was totally floored.

“Wait, seriously? You�...

The Daily Life of Tokyo’s Phantom Thief [111]

An Awa Subaru who winked from behind her mask, striking a perfect idol-style pose, made every boy around her skip a collective heartbeat.

But once they realized this masked beauty was greeting that infamous transfer student—Rinto, the super-playboy who’d already tangled with more pretty girls than anyone could count—

…The jealousy around him turned so thick it could...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [780]

Ever since that morning by the riverside, when Nitocris taught Shana how to draw forth her inner flame, Nitocris noticed that something about Shana seemed…different.

Exactly what had changed, she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was just a feeling, a sense that Shana had perhaps grown a little closer to her?

For instance, when Nitocris suggested taking a bath now, Shana no lon...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [779]

“You need not deliberately pursue this power. It was always yours, hidden within your body. The reason you have not yet mastered it is because you have never truly confronted your own self.”

Nitocris’s words whispered gently by Shana’s ear, carrying a mysterious charm. Shana’s heart became calm, tranquil as if she had returned to the days living in Tendōkyū, when she lay benea...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [778]

When her mother mentioned that a friend had come to the house, Hirai Yukari had been puzzled, wondering who it could possibly be—only to discover that it was Shana.

Thinking back, the last time Shana visited her home, Yukari had introduced Shana to her mother using this very identity.

Yukari wanted to chat more with Shana, but the other girl remained cold, utterly ignoring her. 2025-10-28 13:49:06 +0000 UTC View Post

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [777]

The death of Agris, the “Mirage of a Thousand Phantasms,” unfolded clearly before Shana and Alastor.

Hovering before them was a treasured mirror, and Agris’s death was precisely reflected upon its surface.

The Phantom Nitocris did not waste the remaining Power of Existence from Agris’s death either, storing all of it within the mirror. Frugality, after all, was a virtue.

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [776]

The Phantom Nitocris had no awareness of doing anything particularly shocking. Her expression remained impassive, golden pupils burning even hotter than the gray flames of destruction in the distance.

Then, several black shadows surged forth from the sea-burning gray flames. They tore through the mist and fire; even heavily wounded, with their bodies torn apart, they still obeyed Agris’...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [285]

“Alright, alright! Enough with the off-topic questions—get moving already!” Mizuno clapped his hands, urging the group toward the door.

“Aww, fine…”

Disappointed that Mizuno still refused to reveal who he liked, the Uma Musume sighed in unison, reluctantly following his orders. One after another, they shuffled out of the training room toward the academy’s track.

...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [284]

“Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh?!”

Mizuno’s second announcement hit the Uma Musume far harder than hearing that Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka were joining the team.

“Trainer-san, you’ll be staying at the academy from now on?!” Tokai Teio asked urgently, tail wagging like crazy.

“Yes,” Mizuno nodded.

“We can visit Onii-sama anytime?!” Rice Shower leaned closer, eyes sparkli...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [283]

“What—just what are you all even talking about?” Mizuno’s face twisted into a strange expression as he listened to Mejiro McQueen and the others apologize one after another.

Rough, too forceful, drained dry… Why did it all sound like they’d taken turns ravaging him?

“Ugh, I crippled myself through my own stupidity. It has absolutely nothing to do with any of y...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [282]

After recovering from their initial shock at seeing Mizuno suddenly confined to a wheelchair after just a few days, the gathered Uma Musume rushed over, quickly forming a worried circle around him.

“Onii-sama, are you alright?” Rice Shower crouched in front of the wheelchair, eyes full of concern.

She lifted a hand to touch Mizuno’s, but seeing how frail he looked, she hesitat...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [281]

At the same moment the Uma Musume were shocked to see Mizuno sitting in a wheelchair, Mizuno himself—wearing the Intent Glasses—was equally stunned by what these beautiful Uma Musume really thought of him.

Because the instant he entered the training room, Mizuno had already scanned each girl’s intentions—following the order they’d joined the team.

First was the earliest me...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [280]

Inside Team TAC’s training room, six Uma Musume had gathered.

Each of them had received a message from Mizuno the night before, asking everyone to meet—he had something “very important” to announce. They came early, seated neatly around the long table, waiting in uneasy silence.

Rice Shower was the first to arrive. She sat perfectly still, hands folded on her knees, her viol...

Uma Musume Pretty Derby: To The Basement [279]

The next day, under the bright sunlight of Tracen Academy’s practice field, stretched a scene that was both familiar and not.

Familiar—because it featured a trainer and two Uma Musume: the trainer seated in a wheelchair, pushed gently forward by the girls behind him. That sight wasn’t unusual at all around Tracen.

Unfamiliar—because the trainer sitting in that chair was ...