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Urban Pokémon: All My Students Are Exceptionally Gifted [136]

Instant K.O.!

Neither the audience nor the host had anticipated such an outcome!

No... Actually, they had anticipated it.

Only, in their imaginations, the one being instantly defeated should have been Beedrill.

A Bug-type Pokémon like Beedrill—shouldn't it have been burned to charcoal by those blazing flames?

But now, the situation was reversed—Typhlosion had been instantly defeated instead.

Gulp!

Yao Bin couldn't help but choke slightly.

A Bug/Poison-type Beedrill had actually on...

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Ophis Wants Silence [50]

Even by the end, Ophis still couldn’t quite understand why that goddess had sought her out.

Had she simply noticed Ophis in passing and stopped by?

Still, thanks to that meeting, she’d gained a great deal of new intel.

The enemy’s objective—and this “Mage King.”

[Mage King, huh… Among the few historical kings famed for magecraft, only one could pull off something like this. It has to be Solomon.]

“Solomon…”

Ophis had ended Mesopotamia’s Age of...

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Ophis Wants Silence [49]

“The reason we—the Three-Goddess Alliance—formed and attacked Uruk is simple enough. There’s not much to explain: to rule the land that comes after.”

True to her word, Ereshkigal spoke without hesitation, showing no hint of remorse.

“Of course, there are small differences between us. My goal is dominion over humanity itself. The goddess in the north seeks control of the land. As for the one in the south—her origins are too different. I honestly can’t figure out what she’s after.”

“So the real ‘Three ...

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Ophis Wants Silence [48]

Her lips were pried open, her tongue entwined, their breath and saliva mingling.

Before Ophis could even process the bizarre intimacy of it, a surge of divine energy flooded into her through their joined mouths—and through the blade still lodged in her chest.

She didn’t need to think long to recognize it.

This was the divine authority called Death.

Ereshkigal, knowing that pure death had little effect on Ophis, had chosen a subtler, more insidious method—guiding her toward death.

Make her long for...

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Ophis Wants Silence [47]

BOOM────

The Priestess Court—once a sacred place where every stone, every flower, every blade of grass had been arranged with divine precision—was gone.

In its place lay only ruins.

“You even went out of your way not to hit the dead priestesses? I really don’t get what the point of that is.”

Ereshkigal rose from her half-crouched stance, brushing dust from her mantle, lips curling into a sharp, unamused smile.

“I’ll cripple you—and make you return the souls you’ve taken.”

...

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Ophis Wants Silence [46]

“After seeing this sight, how does it make you feel?”

“…You… are Ishtar?”

That loud, boisterous voice—one that had shouted in her ears every few days—was far too familiar. Ophis recognized it almost instantly.

Yet… something was off.

The presence behind her felt steadier, calmer—if only slightly.

Just a little.

But the most striking difference was the aura itself: thick with death and shadow, utterly unlike Ishtar’s.

Turning, Ophis found herself face to face with a girl who was ...

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Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [150]

“What did you just say?”

After hearing Hugh's words, Texas’s pupils shrank slightly, and the question slipped from her lips almost subconsciously.

She knew the identity of the man in front of her. “Harbinger of Destruction”—that’s what they called him here in Siracusa these days. Because he'd always appear beforehand, visiting the organizations or families the Wolf Hunter intended to target, announcing in advance the destruction soon to follow—that was, the Wolf Hunter’s visitation.

Besides this, Texas als...

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Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [149]

“…How is the Wolf Hunter situation?”

Facing Hugh, Giovanna couldn’t help but ask. Hugh glanced at her briefly and immediately gave a confident reply:

“No need to worry for now. The Wolf Hunter has been driven back; at least for the next few days, there shouldn’t be any further issues.”

Hearing Hugh's words, Giovanna nodded slightly, not questioning further. She didn't notice that her movements had become somewhat slower—her perception was only that Hugh and Da'at seemed to be moving slightly faster than befo...

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Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [148]

Only when destruction is upon them does all of this become especially useful, huh…

Hugh quietly mused in his heart, letting out a soft sigh.

Then, raising his head, he switched back to that gentle smile and spoke to Giovanna:

“Of course… if we had to deal with a dead Rossati family, it would incur quite a considerable loss on our end as well.”

“So, there’s no need to worry. Both emotionally and rationally, we’ll attempt to save your family.”

“We just need your… cooperation afterward....

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Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [147]

“Da'at… Close your eyes first.”

“Eh? Oh…”

Hearing Kali’s words, Da'at froze for a moment, only to have Hugh swiftly cover her eyes from beside her. Kali merely glanced back once, then lifted her Mimicry E.G.O, staring directly at the group before her.

The moment the Mimicry E.G.O was raised, its eyeballs spun wildly, fixing onto those gang members. In an instant, they seemed to freeze in terror—even some unconsciously lowered their knives…

But even so, their fate was sealed.

Kali was from the C...

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Arknights: I Became a Mobile City, but It’s a Lobotomy City [146]

Upon hearing these two names, Hugh didn't seem surprised at all. Kali, however, glanced at Da'at with mild astonishment.

Yet quickly enough, her expression smoothed back into neutrality.

Her duty was solely to protect Da'at—nothing more. Regardless of circumstances, Da'at’s safety must be her absolute priority.

“Our demand is straightforward: reclaiming those two Abnormalities. So, what's yours?”

“...This might be somewhat unexpected, but we'd like these two Abnormalities active a bit longer. T Corp has some...

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New Releases on Webnovel!

Shirase Haruto is a transmigrator who has a hosting system.

As the name implies, he can delegate training or studying to the system to boost himself.

He and Nakano Nino have some mutual affection—after all, who could resist the lovely and beautiful Nakano Nino?

Until he unlocked a new feature.

...

[Congratulations, host, on unlocking the Wheel-of-Fortune Lottery Module!]

[Drawing yo...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [155]

Soul Society remained as calm as ever.

Days within Seireitei proceeded unchanged, aside from the recent large-scale mobilization of the Keigun and the searches conducted by the Eighth and Thirteenth Divisions throughout Rukongai, which left many confused.

However, since the First Division made no formal announcements, nobody pressed the issue, treating it as merely some confidential affair.

Tachikawa Nobu had vanished abruptly. When his friends came to the Fourth Division barracks searching for him, Kotetsu Isane only said ...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [154]

Nobu initially expected he'd remain locked up for at least several days, so he felt mildly surprised when he received the Head-Captain’s summons.

I wonder how Unohana-taichō’s doing now…

But she should be fine—if Unohana Retsu had actually died, he certainly wouldn’t be receiving mere imprisonment.

“Tachikawa Nobu, do you have any remorse for the transgressions you've committed?”

Faced with Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni’s direct questioning, Nobu lowered his head and answered clearly, “Not ...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [153]

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni stared grimly at the two figures lying on the ground. Ukitake hurried forward first to check their conditions. Upon seeing Unohana Retsu’s horrific injuries, he drew in a sharp breath, but quickly relaxed when he realized Nobu had only lost consciousness.

“How did it end up like this?” Kyōraku Shunsui sighed heavily, coming forward to inspect Unohana.

Unohana’s expression was calm. She pushed Nobu’s unconscious body gently off her and sat upright. Though the bleeding from the hole in her c...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [152]

At the instant the blood-red blade came down, Nobu’s white blade suddenly slid in like a fish swimming against the current, meeting hers silently without the clang of steel. Unohana Retsu’s pupils shrank abruptly—she clearly saw that white short-sword slipping impossibly through the gap near the sword guard. Sparks burst forth at the blades’ contact, drawing twisted trails in the bloody mist.

Ka!

Unohana twisted her wrist elegantly, breaking their locked blades. The instant she withdrew, her sweeping strike was p...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [151]

First Division Barracks.

Second Division Captain Soi Fon was listening to her subordinate's report alongside Head-Captain Yamamoto.

“We are currently conducting a thorough search of Seireitei, but there’s no sign of the targets yet.”

It was impossible for such a mobilization of the Keigun (Punishment Force) to escape Soi Fon’s notice; in fact, as its commander-in-chief, her cooperation in leading the search was indispensable.

“A large-scale Keigun operation can’t go unnoticed,” Soi Fon remarked coolly. ...

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Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [75]

8:30 p.m.

“Onii-chan, why isn’t Dad home yet? Is he out having fun somewhere? Could he possibly…”

In the living room of the Hikigaya family’s new home, Komachi, sprawled beside her dark-haired older brother Hachiman and lazily flipping through a manga, suddenly turned her head and asked.

As she spoke, she cast a quick glance at their cousin Akeno—lying next to them—and nudged her brother lightly with an elbow.

Both girls had their own wounds and had wordlessly agreed never to mention each other’s mothe...

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Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [74]

Ryōhei, bored out of his mind, hadn’t expected the top-tier police beauty to walk straight toward him.

Up close, she looked even more gallant—beauty with a dignified edge.

“Hikigaya Ryōhei.”

“Eh? Hikigaya?”

Before she could continue, an unfamiliar middle-aged voice sounded behind him.

He turned instinctively. It was the round-hatted inspector who’d taken charge earlier.

The man’s round face and big ears actually matched the round hat oddly well.

An acquaintance?

Oh no—he had...

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Uncle Hikigaya is Forever Young [73] + Mrs. Yuigahama Profile

Machida really had the worst luck.

To run into something like this during her first serious matchmaking—if that didn’t leave a trauma, what would?

Of all times, during her very first proper matchmaking, she had to encounter… a corpse?

Not an insult—a literal corpse.

How did it come to this?
Her first time putting her heart into matchmaking, her first time meeting a genuinely dependable man she actually clicked with—two happy things overlapping, doubling the joy, spilling into what should have been a dream...

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Slacking Professionally at Tracen [185]

Nature’s race had concluded.

But unlike the other Uma Musume, despite securing the final victory, Nature didn’t seem particularly happy after the race ended.

Agnes Digital…

Repeating this name in her mind, Nature’s expression gradually turned complicated.

Since she'd already confessed, Nature managed to coax a fair bit of information about Agnes Digital from Kitahara during their later conversation.

Although she didn’t learn everything, she now at least knew that Digital had confessed first, a...

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Slacking Professionally at Tracen [184]

"I love you."

After those words left her mouth, the temporary clubroom fell completely silent.

Nature raised her head, cheeks blazing red like ripened apples, her eyes full of nervousness and anxiety.

Yet even then, she showed no sign of lowering her head. She held it high, her pupils reflecting the face inches away from hers, her body trembling slightly.

Across from her, Kitahara sat frozen. After finally processing what had just happened, he fell into deep contemplation.

If he wasn't mistaken, had thi...

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Slacking Professionally at Tracen [183]

Agnes Digital’s race concluded successfully.

Although the events afterward left Kitahara somewhat helpless—

Seeing how delighted she was after winning, Kitahara hesitated a bit but ultimately chose not to fuss about minor details at a moment like this.

Especially since after this incident, Kitahara noticed something:

Compared to before, Digital’s eyes now carried a faint glow he’d never seen previously, and her words had grown slightly firmer.

Though the change was subtle, almost imperceptible—

K...

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Slacking Professionally at Tracen [182]

The night passed without incident.

Although much had happened, and though the little Uma Musume’s mental states subtly shifted—

In the end, due to mutual vigilance among all parties, nothing actually occurred that night. Kitahara got through it smoothly and without trouble.

Kitahara himself didn't suspect a thing, simply assuming that they were worried since he rarely returned home this late.

With a warm appreciation filling his heart, he calmly returned to his room, lying down peacefully to sleep.

Then came...

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Slacking Professionally at Tracen [181]

At the very first sound from outside, Hayakawa Tazuna knew immediately who was standing at the door.

Maruzensky. Better known as the "Supercar."

It was the very friend she’d previously mentioned many times—famous for her reckless driving skills.

As for why she was here, Tazuna already had a pretty good guess.

Earlier at the bar, Maruzensky had explicitly told her she'd be busy tonight, and likely wouldn't be able to come and get her. So, when Tazuna needed someone to pick her up, she sent a quick message to Maruze...

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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [170]

As soon as she exited the curve, Seiun Sky didn't even need to glance back—just from the sounds behind her, she knew she was in trouble.

She understood her own abilities perfectly.

Among her friends—and rivals—of the same generation, in speed, stamina, or power, she wasn’t the strongest in any category.

If there was anything worth bragging about, perhaps it was only that her brain was slightly sharper than the rest.

In past races, she'd always anticipated most of the scenarios accurately, almost nine times out...

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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [169]

Yasui Makoto hadn't forgotten his earlier intention to have Kitasan Black study these senior Uma Musume—in fact, he’d already sorted out exactly how he’d explain the tactics of those three senpais to his Uma Musume.

At first glance, Seiun Sky’s current tactic seemed like a perfect replica of her Kikuka Sho strategy. Yet her acceleration in the third corner clearly revealed this was just a feint.

Her pacing from the opening to mid-race had so closely resembled the "pacing deception" tactic that the other racers inevitably ...

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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [168]

It wasn't just the two Uma Musume at the front—the air between every figure behind them was already charged with confrontation.

This was exactly what he'd meant—the contest had begun long ago.

Yasui Makoto badly wished for a pause button, a chance to freeze the speeding Uma Musume in place and carefully explain everything he had noticed to Kitasan Black.

But races couldn't be paused.

Not only was pausing impossible, but just as he was preparing to explain, drastic changes suddenly erupted on the track.

Any t...

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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [167]

As the commentator’s voice gradually calmed down, the field on the track sped through the right-side curve, swiftly entering the back straight.

Compared to the initial segment, the runners stretched out notably along the straight.

Seiun Sky was first to clear the turn; barely half a second later, Special Week rapidly followed.

Nearly two seconds afterward, Mejiro Bright—who'd lingered at the tail end since the start—finally trotted past the bend at her sluggish pace.

Just as at the gate break, the dozen or so sw...

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Uma Musume Pretty Derby: From Getting Knocked Ten Meters Away [166]

When Yasui Makoto turned his eyes toward the paddock, on the large screen directly opposite the stands, another Uma Musume appeared behind Mejiro Bright.

She had long dark-brown hair and violet eyes, a temperament clearly distinct from Mejiro Bright's—cooler, more reserved—but the resemblance in appearance was undeniable.

Stepping closer to Mejiro Bright, the Uma Musume had a somewhat helpless look in her eyes as she tapped Bright's shoulder. Only then did Bright snap out of greeting the camera.

She quickly made an apol...

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