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Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [2]

“Thanks, man!”

The middle-aged man who had been so furious earlier was now clasping Higashigumo Sugi’s hand, his face full of gratitude.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: ...Okay, maybe it is possible after all.

“Just doing my ...

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Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [1] & Synopsis

Having returned to his youth, Higashigumo Sugi discovered that the many worries that once tormented him... were laughably trivial in hindsight.

After being ground down by the brutal machinery of society, he could now navigate the trials of h...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [10]

The sun was already dipping below the horizon. Without the blazing rays beating down, the outdoors didn’t feel quite as scorching, but the humidity still clung stubbornly to the air.

Kuroba Akira was soaked in sweat again today. His entire...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [9]

Returning to the library with the class rep, Kuroba Akira found himself unusually sentimental.

Starting tomorrow, he’d finally be free of this place. No more miserable cram-school routine, no more memorizing vocabulary like some grad schoo...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [8]

“Kuroba-kun, that face is a little dramatic. Are you really that happy?”

“Of course I am! This is the first successful deal of my life!”

More precisely, the first successful deal of this life.

“Pfft…...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [7]

Kuroba Akira was absolutely floored.

Could it be that her [Academic Ability: A] talent didn’t just boost her grades, but also applied to everything else she studied?

That kind of talent was way too overpower...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [6]

Kuroba Akira crossed his arms and gave the class rep a once-over.

Even if he was going to name his price, he first had to figure out whether what she needed him for was actually important.

“Let me ask first — how many people are cu...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [5]

Anri Hitomi noticed that the previously disinterested Kuroba Akira had suddenly sharpened up, his gaze now resembling that of the calculating businessmen she’d seen before.

It was the kind of look that could weigh the value of anything—i...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [4]

Faced with the Class Rep’s relentless stream of enticing offers, Kuroba Akira didn’t look excited at all. Instead, he let out a sigh.

He admitted—it was tempting. If Kuroba had truly been a fifteen-year-old boy, he would’ve ...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [3]

“So basically, Class Rep, you’re here to recruit me into the Literature Club.”

“Exactly. The old members were all third-years, and they’ve already started phasing out now that graduation’s coming up. If we don’t get new blood s...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [2]

Unfortunately, just as the hem of her skirt was about to hit its limit, her hand stopped. It didn’t lift any higher.

“I mean, I could just let Kuroba-kun take a peek like this… but I’d really prefer it if you agreed to do me a little...

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The King of Tokyo Freeloaders [1] & Synopsis

Reborn in Tokyo. No talent, no morals—just wants to lie flat and do nothing. But unfortunately… he’s broke.

There’s no way he’s going to work a job. He has to find a way to start living off a woman—now.

Si...

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [10]

Chen Mo pulled Nahida along for a bit, but eventually got annoyed by how slowly she walked. Without hesitation, he scooped her up in a bridal carry and jogged straight to the door of Angel’s Share.

Then—thud!—he triggered the Missi...

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [9]

“It’s that little one talking,”

Chen Mo said as he walked over to the NPC named Lin and tapped the dialogue box.

With a poof, Paimon suddenly popped into the air with her usual sparkly visual effects, twirling once midair before ...

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [8]

The most basic, instinctive move—one so ingrained it didn’t even require thought—a standard defensive counter that Keqing had executed flawlessly for years… failed.

This kind of direct heart-stab was easy to deal with. A light sweep ...

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [7]

Chen Mo opened the [Wish] interface, but instead of choosing the discounted beginner banner that guaranteed Noelle, he clicked on a different pool.

“Let’s go!”

He slammed the ten-pull button with all his might. T...

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I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [6]

“Come on, follow me—hands like this.”

As he spoke, Chen Mo bent down so that his face was level with Nahida’s, then held his hands up in front of her, forming the shape of a picture frame—like scanning a QR code.

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [20]

So that’s Tachikawa Nobu…

Kotetsu Isane looked at the refined-looking boy and thought to herself—it wasn’t hard to pick him out.

She’d reviewed Nobu’s file, which included a photo, but the real person was far more ...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [19]

Hinamori Momo’s home was located in Junrin’an, District 1 of West Rukongai—a far better background than many of her peers at Shin’ō Academy.

The environment there ranked just below Seireitei itself. Security and food were never issu...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [18]

“Rangiku-san, do you know this Tachikawa Nobu?”

Upon seeing Matsumoto Rangiku’s reaction, Unohana Retsu asked the question directly.

The top student of Shin’ō Academy was always a person of interest to the Gotei 13, and as Vic...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [17]

After seeing off Aizen and Ichimaru Gin,

Nobu and Rukia returned to the student council office.

“Captain Aizen is so kind,” Rukia said, unable to hold back her thoughts. “I was nervous at first, but being around him made that gra...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [16]

“I didn’t think Captain Aizen would notice so quickly,” Nobu said in surprise.

Aizen smiled. “Oh? Don’t tell me President Tachikawa was trying to hide it on purpose?”

Nobu shook his head. “I wouldn’t say that. This real...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [15]

Aizen Sōsuke.

The moment that name reached him, Nobu’s brow twitched.

“I see. Got it. When exactly?”

“The day after tomorrow, in the morning — before classes begin. The captain of the Fifth Division will arriv...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [14]

Among the first-years, Hinamori Momo and Kira Izuru were both assigned to Shūhei’s Operations Department.

Most of the new members didn’t have a clear grasp of what each student council department actually did, so there were no real obje...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [13]

“[Shigan, Higan]…”

The teacher responsible for logging the details repeated the name as he wrote it down, then chuckled. “Sounds like the name of two swords.”

“And what about the ability?” the other teach...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [12]

Evening had settled over the Shin’ō Academy dorms.

Hisagi Shūhei lay on his bunk reading, relaxing after the long day. The bed next to his — Nobu’s — remained empty.

He had no idea where Nobu had gone. But given Nobu’s stat...

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Restricted-Class Shinigami [11]

Rukia felt something strange — an odd sense she couldn’t quite place — as she looked toward the group of upperclassmen seated before her. Her gaze finally settled on Tachikawa Nobu.

Other than that brief glimpse of him during the entra...

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Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [341]

“Milotic used [Confuse Ray] to send Metagross into a frenzy!”

Down on the field, Metagross crashed heavily to the ground—but the confusion hadn’t worn off.

Its out-of-control arm continued lashing out, striking...

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Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [10]

Allen swore that he was watching all this purely with the mindset of someone enjoying a wholesome family sitcom—from Lilia’s wistful expression at the upstairs window, to the flirting and butt-grabbing antics of Paul and Zenith down in the cou...

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Mushoku Tensei: Sword, Magic Hats, and the Romance System [9]

Allen wore a defeated, deadpan look on his face. His so-called “pseudo-immortal form” only lasted six minutes—and had a cooldown of 800 days. Considering a year in this world had about 300 days, that meant over two full years of downtime. View Post