“Tch.”
Seigen Amawaka cast an exasperated glance at Gojo Satoru before leaping down from the tall building, heading straight for the barrier below.
He needed to check on the injured Onmyoji and civilians to assess the severity of the situation.
Though he often displayed a cold exterior, Seigen was, at heart, a soft-hearted good Samaritan.
Casually obliterating a few ...
2025-01-21 18:29:03 +0000 UTC
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A few minutes earlier.
Gojo Satoru was just about to teleport to Shibuya, where Umaru was located.
Suddenly.
A wave of spatial distortion rippled through the air as the Gate to Magano opened.
A man appeared at the scene.
He was dressed in a white formal suit, a black bow tie neatly placed at his collar. His long, dark green hair cascaded down his ba...
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Holding the protective charm that radiated warmth in her palm, Umaru froze.
Her mind drifted back to a memory from a year ago when Gojo Satoru handed it to her.
“Here you go, Umaru-chan. This is a charm your big brother made just for you! Huh? What do you mean it’s tacky? Alright, alright, just wear it, okay? No matter where you go—whether it’s shopping or school—make sure...
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“Makino!”
Seeing all six Onmyoji led by Makino collapsed on the ground, the female Onmyoji felt her heart clench with worry.
“ROAR—!”
A serpent-like Kegare let out a furious roar.
Taking advantage of the female Onmyoji’s momentary distraction, it lashed out its tail like a whip, flinging her over ten meters into the air.
‘Thud—’
In mid-air, ...
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After stepping out of the commercial building, Umaru and the others saw a group of around twenty people dressed in white exorcist robes gathered at the entrance.
There were both men and women, none of whom looked older than thirty.
“So… these are Onmyoji?”
Umaru gazed at them curiously, her thoughts racing.
This wasn’t how she had imagined Onmyoji to be. Shouldn...
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[However, now is not the time for grief. As the commander-in-chief of the army, you cannot allow personal matters to affect the war effort. Still, the news of your wife’s passing quickly spread through the Millelith ranks.]
[Huixin, the daughter of the former Tianshu and wife of the previous Tianshu, never let her status inflate her sense of self-importance. She worked diligently at Yu...
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Seeing this, Ningguang and Yelan both let out a collective sigh, their faces darkened with black lines of disbelief.
Wasn’t this… a total failure?
They had assumed that after Lucas spent three days “taming” Signora, even if she didn’t completely lose herself, she would at least behave with some humility and submission.
But now, not only had Signora not chang...
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The Basara slumped against the cracked wall, blood spilling from its mouth in thick, crimson pools. The feathers on its wings had mostly fallen off, and one wing bore a massive, gaping hole.
“Damn it! Is he really an Onmyoji?”
Fear consumed the Basara’s lone crimson eye, as if the terror had taken on a tangible form.
“This level of power… it’s not something a human...
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"Keep monitoring their movements. Report to me immediately if there’s any unusual activity," Lucas said, his tone serious. "It seems I need to fully bring Signora under control as soon as possible."
Although Lucas, along with Signora, Ningguang, and others, spent their days in the Jade Chamber living a rather shameless and unrestrained lifestyle, the moment official duties or important ...
2025-01-19 16:24:36 +0000 UTC
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The moment Signora finished her words, Ningguang had already walked over to Lucas’s side. She bent down, resting herself by his legs, while Lucas casually reached out and stroked her silky silver hair. “Ningguang, did you hear that? I’m a vile traitor who sold out my country. Hurry up and take control of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, dispatch the Millelith, and have me arrested. Make sur...
2025-01-19 15:49:05 +0000 UTC
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The Jade Chamber.
The name was still the same, but honestly, even if the character for "Jade" were replaced with "Desire" or "Imperial", it wouldn’t feel out of place.
Kneeling on the ground, Signora had her black mask removed. She had been imprisoned in a pitch-black cell for several days, and the sudden exposure to light made her squint uncomfortably. After a m...
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“Well, well,” Lucas said, looking down at Childe with an air of superiority. “So, even the great Lord Tartaglia, always seeking strong opponents to fight, can show such a fearful expression?”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Childe roared in anger. “How could I possibly lose to a weakling like you—an ant that scurried beneath my feet!”
Smack!
Another dull th...
2025-01-19 12:48:41 +0000 UTC
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“The one responsible for my ‘death’ is also the Fatui,” Lucas said, pointing at Childe. He enunciated every word clearly: “Today, I will avenge the murder of my father at the Yanshang Teahouse."
Childe raised an eyebrow in brief surprise before bursting into laughter. “So it’s you—the son of that man. You survived and even made it this far… Hahaha!”
“Is it that...
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Though neither of them said a word, the tension in the air was palpable, like sparks about to ignite.
“I suppose…” Signora said coldly, narrowing her eyes, “you’re planning to claim all the credit for yourself, aren’t you?”
Childe blinked in momentary surprise but then broke into a hearty laugh. “How could that be? Obtaining the Gnosis is clearly a victory we both sh...
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Even someone as cautious and composed as Lucas couldn’t help but have moments where he got carried away.
La Signora frowned slightly, her expression tinged with curiosity. "What did you just say… sand pen? What does that mean?"
Oh, come on, how sharp is your hearing? I practically whispered that under my breath, yet she still heard me.
Fortunately, Lucas was quick...
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"You killed your contact?" Signora's face immediately darkened with anger. Although she had no particular impression of Yusupov, Lucas's actions were undoubtedly a provocation against the Fatui. "Do you have any idea what you're doing?"
"I know exactly what I'm doing," Lucas replied calmly, nodding. "It’s just that with his capabilities, he was hardly qualified to secure the Geo Archon...
2025-01-19 10:43:30 +0000 UTC
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Tokyo Onmyoji Branch? Onmyoji?
The trapped people’s hearts surged with hope.
“Alright, let’s go. I’ll lead you back to the real world,” the man said, forcing a lighthearted smile.
He deliberately adopted a relaxed tone to ease the tense atmosphere. Many of the people around him seemed to be at their breaking point.
As he reached for his waist t...
2025-01-18 11:54:53 +0000 UTC
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Magano.
A relentless and unprecedented hunt was underway.
Countless Kegare of various shapes and sizes surged through buildings and streets. Their sharp claws and fangs were their weapons, mercilessly claiming human lives.
In a narrow alleyway, a middle-aged man crouched in a corner, trembling in fear. He clasped his hands together in prayer, muttering despera...
2025-01-18 11:44:25 +0000 UTC
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At Seika Dormitory.
“I’m back.”
A boy with black and red hair and fire-red eyes walked into the house, his expression full of disappointment.
He had just confessed to a girl in his class. And as expected...
He got rejected.
Sigh…
“Rokuro, you’re back?”
A loud voice called from the living room.
‘Ste...
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[Although Yusupov was a former military officer and tried to fight back, he was astonished to find that your seemingly frail appearance belied a surprising strength. His brute force was no match for your overwhelming grip.]
["Mr. Yusupov," you said calmly, prying open his mouth with one hand while holding a chicken bone in the other. "I’ve been pondering how to give you a death that app...
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Not only did it look more resilient, but faint traces of crimson seemed to emerge as well.
"Master Xue Bai’s ink and paper both contain cinnabar," Lucas explained. "As the Entering the Boat unfolds and ages, this red hue becomes increasingly prominent. Look carefully—do you see the faint crimson radiance?"
Ningguang, a devoted calligraphy enthusiast, was too overwh...
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"Huh? So, Masuzu, you really just returned to Japan recently?"
Sitting on the park bench, Umaru covered her mouth in surprise.
Earlier, when Aki Tomoya had mentioned a “returning half-Japanese heroine” as part of his game concept, Umaru had dismissed it as his overactive imagination. But now, hearing Masuzu confirm it, she was genuinely shocked.
"Yes, I only came back a sh...
2025-01-14 19:34:41 +0000 UTC
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Afternoon.
Umaru and Ebina Nana sat on a park bench, their arms resting against the bags of items they’d purchased throughout the day. Among the haul were summer clothes, snacks, and even some of Gojo Satoru’s favorite Kikufu mochi.
“Hey, Umaru, has your brother Gojo-san come back from Kyoto recently?”
Ebina asked casually while munchi...
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Tokyo, Shibuya.
Shibuya, one of the 23 wards of Tokyo, is a vibrant district brimming with individuality. Renowned for its department stores, fashion boutiques, restaurants, cafes, entertainment venues, and nightlife establishments, it’s a place where crowds gather at all hours.
Dubbed as one of Tokyo’s “24-hour sleepless cities” alongside Shinjuku, it’s a...
2025-01-14 12:41:58 +0000 UTC
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Sunday.
Gojo Satoru yawned as he walked out of his room, heading to the bathroom to freshen up.
But as soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Umaru, dressed in a school uniform that was not from Sobu High.
“Huh? Did the sun rise in the west today? You’re up this early?”
Gojo teased as he grabbed the cup on the sink t...
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“Ahhh, I haven’t had Kyoto’s thinly sliced yokan (sweet bean jelly) lately. I miss it—the kind that’s sweet but not too heavy. But it’s so far away… I don’t want to make the trip. So annoying. If only someone could get it for me.”
Gojo Satoru muttered to himself while fiddling with his fingernails, sounding as though he were casually talking to hims...
2025-01-14 11:28:30 +0000 UTC
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Gojo Satoru and Nino Nakano appeared to be heading in the direction of her home.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Ichika and the other Nakano sisters quickly hailed a taxi and hurried back to their apartment.
8:11 PM
Gojo and Nino arrived outside her apartment complex.
“Well then, I’ll head upstairs now, Gojo-kun,” Nino said as she pulled out her phone...
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Evening, 7:30 PM.
The bright sky gradually shifted from day to night as streetlights illuminated the city. The streets grew busier with workers returning home after their long shifts.
Nino Nakano and Gojo Satoru walked side by side on a bridge overlooking the river.
Having just finished dinner at a sushi restaurant, they decided to stroll for a bit, enjoying t...
2025-01-13 23:01:23 +0000 UTC
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Slowly, an hour passed.
Finishing the last bite of cake on his plate, Gojo Satoru leaned back with a satisfied expression.
“This café’s cakes are pretty good. I could see myself coming back here more often.”
“No way!”
Nino blurted out instinctively.
“Huh? [Confused Gojo face.jpg]”
2025-01-13 22:33:52 +0000 UTC
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Akatsuki Café.
Ichika stirred her coffee, now mixed with milk, her mind clearly elsewhere as she scanned her surroundings.
“How strange... Where’s Nino?”
She frowned, puzzled.
Nino had definitely entered this café, so why wasn’t she anywhere to be seen?
“Miladies, here are the desserts you ordered.”
At that moment, a maid approa...
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