“Huff… Huff… Now I finally get why your stamina’s so good, Kagura-chan…”
Mr. C.B. had barely managed to climb those endless stairs together with Kagura and was already breathing slightly heavily. Seeing Kagura standing there without the slightest redness in her face or shortness...
2025-10-31 13:27:20 +0000 UTC View PostTamamo Cross, an Uma Musume racing in Central, after losing her debut, after consecutive race losses, after continuously getting crushed in dirt races—
Right now, she was thoroughly lost.
Her trainer had decided to let her try racing on turf one last time. If she still lost her next...
2025-10-31 13:27:16 +0000 UTC View PostTime flowed slowly, gradually slipping into May.
Tokai Natural’s life was finally beginning to stabilize.
Since her daughter rarely cried or fussed, taking care of Mochizuki was relatively easier for her.
Though there were still five or six months left until Mochizuki turned o...
2025-10-31 13:27:12 +0000 UTC View PostIn the end, it took another half a month before Maruzensky finally managed to deal with the dorm supervisor's demands.
It was only while grocery shopping again with Mr. C.B. that the question finally came up.
“Maruzen-san, what do you think about us buying Yayoi a storefront?”
... 2025-10-31 13:27:09 +0000 UTC View PostEver since spotting that small shopfront, Mr. C.B. hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it.
But whether to buy it or not was something she couldn’t discuss until Maruzensky returned.
Yet Maruzensky was still occupied dealing with the dorm supervisor, so the discussion had to wa...
2025-10-31 13:27:01 +0000 UTC View PostUnlike Maruzensky, who still had to face Symboli Rudolf, Mr. C.B., walking home alone, was feeling happy—very happy. After picking up some groceries at the supermarket along the way, Mr. C.B. once again arrived at Maruzensky’s house.
Unlocking the door with practiced ease using...
2025-10-31 13:26:57 +0000 UTC View Post“Mizuno-san, these two are…?”
Following Mizuno’s line of sight, Air Groove finally noticed the two somewhat familiar young Uma Musume standing behind him. Their faces rang a faint bell—she’d definitely seen them somewhere before.
“Allow me to introduce them.” Mizuno ge...
2025-10-30 13:20:41 +0000 UTC View PostWith Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka’s help, Mizuno soon arrived at the entrance to the academy’s flowerbeds.
After exchanging a brief greeting with the gardener uncle resting by the pavilion, Mizuno once again stepped into the place that held more unpleasant memories than fond ones.
Long...
2025-10-30 13:20:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe quarrel between Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka didn’t last long—after barely a minute, it fizzled out.
Maybe they realized that dragging out each other’s secrets would only end in mutual destruction, or maybe they simply had better things to do than waste energy fighting.
“Hmph!...
2025-10-30 13:20:33 +0000 UTC View Post“Mizuno-san, what were you two doing just now?” Daiwa Scarlet and Vodka approached, curiosity gleaming in their eyes.
“Nothing much… just some simple after-class guidance…” Mizuno replied, watching McQueen’s figure retreat into the distance. His heart felt heavy.
He migh...
2025-10-30 13:20:29 +0000 UTC View Post“Am I… really the most suitable one…?”
Mejiro McQueen covered her burning cheeks, her pupils trembling wildly. Her snow-white legs, still faintly steaming from training, pressed together unconsciously. Her horse ears and tail shook so violently they nearly blurred into afterimages. ...
2025-10-30 13:20:25 +0000 UTC View Post“Because... I want you!”
The words escaped before she could stop them. McQueen froze, one trembling hand pressed to her chest, startled by the violent thud of her heartbeat.
Only now did she truly understand—her heart had long since chosen the one it wanted to spend its future w...
2025-10-30 13:20:21 +0000 UTC View PostTime passed swiftly, like a white colt slipping through a gap.
The sun dipped westward, dyeing the sky orange; clouds burned crimson as if set ablaze. Sunset rays gently lit the flushed cheeks of the Uma Musume on the practice field, making the sweat from their efforts sparkle.
With t...
2025-10-30 13:20:17 +0000 UTC View PostFive minutes later.
“Oysters…”
On the track, the young Uma Musume of Team TAC were gasping for breath, eyes full of frustration as they stared after the lightning-fast figure ahead.
They’d given it everything—lungs burning, legs trembling—but they still couldn’t ma...
2025-10-30 13:20:13 +0000 UTC View Post“Hehe~” Symboli Rudolf’s gaze slid toward Mizuno beside her. His faint tremor, the way his shoulders tensed, the confused flicker in his eyes—every little detail made her ears twitch with satisfaction. Her usual composed, official smile softened into something far more genuine, almost ind...
2025-10-30 13:20:10 +0000 UTC View PostShortly after, Vodka pushed Mizuno—followed closely by the rest of the Uma Musume—out onto the academy’s practice field.
Waiting there already was an Uma Musume with fluffy hair, a crescent-shaped highlight over her forehead, and a face that somewhat resembled Tokai Teio’s.
Sh...
2025-10-30 13:20:05 +0000 UTC View Post“A festival?” Shana, in the midst of destroying the meal in front of her, suddenly lifted her head.
Twilight—known in Japan as the "Hour of Meeting Demons"—when the sun hadn't fully sunk behind the hills, when day and night overlapped. Legend said this was when ghosts and spirits wa...
2025-10-30 13:19:28 +0000 UTC View PostIt was no secret that Shana loved melon bread. Even when facing Crimson Denizens, this normally ice-cold hunter could declare without batting an eye that "Melon bread is justice." Nitocris had previously suggested Hirai Yukari take advantage of this fact to rapidly grow closer to Shana—and Yuka...
2025-10-30 13:19:24 +0000 UTC View PostYukari was right… Having someone dry your hair really is relaxing...
After having her hair blown dry, Shana felt warm and cozy from head to toe. Every step she took toward her own room seemed weightless, as though she were stepping on clouds.
The girl still vividly recalled...
2025-10-30 13:19:20 +0000 UTC View Post“Damn it! Those bastards from Bal Masqué…”
The one growling with clenched teeth was a male Flame Haze who had lost an arm.
Not long ago, they received intel that Bal Masqué, the largest organization of Crimson Denizens, had begun significant movements, turning their sights tow...
2025-10-30 13:19:15 +0000 UTC View PostAfter finishing her watermelon, Hirai Yukari took a bath. Bathing in the early morning felt utterly different from at night—her body hadn’t yet accumulated any fatigue, so the enveloping heat of the water only made her feel more energized, as though pressing a power button, warmly announcing ...
2025-10-30 13:19:11 +0000 UTC View PostReturning home in the company car, Shōichi stepped inside and immediately spotted Ai quietly sneaking out of the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” he asked curiously.
It was already three in the morning—why wasn’t this kid asleep?
Ai calmly showed him the fruit knife in he...
2025-10-30 13:18:11 +0000 UTC View Post“The culprit isn’t Shōichi-san.”
Right before Shōichi’s eyes, Conan slipped behind the sofa and took out a bowtie-shaped device.
Shōichi glanced around.
No one else seemed to notice, so he yawned, pretending not to.
“Mouri-kun, again?” Inspector Megure sighe...
2025-10-30 13:18:08 +0000 UTC View Post“Reika-san?”
“Reika-san?”
The group hadn’t found Miss Reika yet—but they did find Nikaidō, drowned to death.
Mouri Kogoro immediately called the police.
After reporting, no one could sit still—especially Yotsui.
She was his only daughter, after all. 2025-10-30 13:18:04 +0000 UTC View Post
While Miyano Akemi felt uneasy, Shōichi was already wandering off on his own.
Even though Yotsui owed him money—Shōichi was, in his own way, a refined man. He wouldn’t go so far as to ruin someone else’s party.
He was just… walking around, annoying people.
“Reika-san...
2025-10-30 13:18:00 +0000 UTC View PostRunning around the pillar, Ai felt deeply humiliated.
She tugged at the oversized dragon robe and dodged Shōichi’s toy knife.
Such a childish game, yet he took it so seriously.
Yuuko was even filming, calling it “capturing wonderful moments.”
Was this really a wonde...
2025-10-30 13:17:56 +0000 UTC View Post“Mouri-kun, is the culprit Sumitomo Shōichi?” Inspector Megure asked.
“No! It’s not him!”
Inspector Megure was taken aback—even you, so hot-headed and upright, have bowed to authority?
“The real culprit is Takeda-san’s son—Takeda Kazuo.”
“How is that...
2025-10-30 13:17:53 +0000 UTC View Post"Shōichi-san, while the Sumitomo family is indeed powerful, you're new to the construction business. Getting a project like this isn’t that easy."
A balding old man chuckled, patting Shōichi’s shoulder.
He looked at him mockingly.
Just because you’re born into a zaibatsu...
2025-10-30 13:17:49 +0000 UTC View PostEarly the next morning.
After wriggling out of Shouichi’s arms, useless Haibara gave him a shove, inwardly cursing last night’s cowardice—willingly becoming his human pillow again.
She slipped out from under the covers and drew a hard line between them.
Last night was a st...
2025-10-30 13:17:46 +0000 UTC View Post“It’s a game of Elementary School Detective vs. the Black Organization,” Kudō Yūsaku said solemnly.
With his naturally serious face, he delivered the line so earnestly it almost sounded believable.
If Shōichi had been an idiot, he might’ve bought it.
But he w...
2025-10-30 13:17:42 +0000 UTC View Post