[TL Note - The song its not mine]
9:22 p.m., Tokyo time.
Most people hadn’t gone to bed yet.
Amano Ryuu, age 25.
A struggling musician with moderate skill.
He had a small following on Yutube—nothing major.
His musical talent was average, and though he’d worked tirelessly for his dream, reality had worn him down.
Over the past year, he had graduall...
2025-08-19 16:07:05 +0000 UTC View PostDinner was a set meal at a small restaurant.
Aoki didn’t take long to finish—ten minutes tops, just enough for the portion that matched his appetite.
By 5:50 p.m., after finishing his meal, he started walking back to the livehouse.
By the time he got there, Kita was already waiting.
At six o’clock sharp, he began coaching Kita on vocal pronunciation, followed by so...
2025-08-19 16:01:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe overwhelming surge of soul power made every page of the Honkai manga from Nagami’s past life flash vividly in his mind.
Combined with what C.C. had dug up in Schicksal’s database about the Second Eruption, it wasn’t hard for him to piece everything together.
After being heavily wounded by the silver bullet and rescued by Benares, the Second Herrscher would fly to the moon....
2025-08-19 15:59:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe thunderous roar of colossal engines echoed like the bellow of a wild beast.
A Schicksal-engineered airship cut a meteor-like streak across the blue sky and drifting clouds, its destination none other than Siberia.
Alongside Cecilia, the Snow Wolf Squad of Schicksal was also dispatched.
While they could not quite compare to the Immortal Blades that would come later, every m...
2025-08-19 15:47:55 +0000 UTC View Post“S! H! I! T!”
The instant his consciousness snapped back into reality, C.C. body was already floating behind Nagami, cosplaying as his emergency substitute.
Well, this trip through space-time wasn’t wasted after all.
So the “Honkai God” was nothing but a fake program—and behind it, the truth turned out to be another puppet-like existence?
Seriously, could thi...
2025-08-19 15:47:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe girls, lively and charming, sparkled with bright eyes and sweet laughter.
Their sugary giggles made an ordinary morning feel almost dreamlike, as if the scene had shifted into paradise.
…At least, that’s what it would have been—if you ignored what they were actually talking about.
Once you listened in, confusion for the entire day was guaranteed.
“But I was t...
2025-08-19 15:00:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning mist slowly dispersed, and the faint sunlight began to carry warmth.
Nishimiya Shouko’s light brown hair, tied neatly into a bun at the back, glowed with a soft pink hue under that sunlight.
Unlike Eriri and the others, who were huddled around Sakura waiting to be tricked, Shouko simply lifted the porcelain teapot and poured black tea for herself and Yukino.
...
2025-08-19 15:00:18 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time Aoki arrived at the livehouse, it was exactly 2 p.m.—not a minute early or late.
Pushing open the door and stepping inside, he found the others had already arrived, just like always.
The girls of the band had beaten him there.
The manager of STARRY, Ijichi Seika, didn’t seem particularly busy today and was also present in the venue.
With a while still to ...
2025-08-18 15:35:18 +0000 UTC View PostSeptember 7th. Clear skies.
The temperature was a bit high, but still bearable.
While the issue of Kita Ikuyo juggling both music and academics had been more or less resolved.
Aoki knew full well—before Fireworks even premiered during summer break, the waves surrounding Kessoku Band were far from over.
Whether it was coincidence or the deliberate push...
2025-08-18 15:34:52 +0000 UTC View PostAt this very moment, neither Aoki nor Kita Ikuyo’s mother had any idea of Kita's current state.
Facing the boy whose gaze met her own, Kita's mother momentarily fell silent.
But she quickly recovered.
"I'm sorry about that, Aoki-kun. It was my oversight," she said, taking a deep breath and offering a polite apology.
Then, without pausing, she continued:
"But I di...
2025-08-18 15:27:59 +0000 UTC View PostOn the vast, ever-branching Imaginary Tree, there exists a world known as Teyvat.
In that world, seven Archons rule over the mortal nations—the Seven who preside over the human realm.
And as gods, each of them embodies traits befitting a deity.
The God of Wind? A carefree “hehe” slacker.
The God of Stone? A retired grandpa out bird-watching.
The God of Thunde...
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“Breaking news: satellites from NASA have detected several meteors on a collision course with Earth.
Predicted impact zones include the following cities…
Residents are urged to follow evacuation orders issued by local authorities and proc...
2025-08-18 15:26:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe horizon was painted in a hazy blue-gray, dreamlike and unreal, as Kyousuke let out the exhaustion he’d carried through the long night.
As that blue-gray began to soften, faint golden rays spilled across the cherry blossom tree that looked as if it had been reborn.
Birds that had been hiding and sleeping among the leaves suddenly spread their wings, flying off to some random pl...
2025-08-18 15:00:33 +0000 UTC View PostWhite and golden light intertwined, weaving together into a delicate tapestry that became the morning glow.
On a white lounge chair, Yukino Yukari had already changed into a black-and-gray business suit.
Her eyes were half-lidded, long dark lashes trembling softly like blades of grass kissed with dew.
The pale golden light spilling across her face rounded out her slightly deli...
2025-08-18 15:00:33 +0000 UTC View Post———————————————————————
[In the original timeline, the battle between the First Herrscher and the Second Herrscher ended with a weapon designed by Dr. Einstein to kill gods—the Silver Bullet.]
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In other words, t...
2025-08-17 15:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe message she sent—“This has nothing to do with you, Aoki-senpai, so please don’t worry about it”—remained unread for a long time.
As Kita stared at her phone screen, rereading the responses from Aoki, an overwhelming sense of frustration welled up inside her.
She had tried so hard, and yet online people were still dismissing everything as just "kids playing house."
<... 2025-08-17 15:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post“If it were me, I’d try to step in and do something about it.”
The rain continued to patter steadily outside.
Though it was still morning, dark clouds crowded the sky, casting a gloomy shadow over the room.
The glow of the phone screen lit up Aoki’s face as he stared at the message.
His thoughts were a tangled mess.
He’d expected...
2025-08-17 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostHer biological daughter lost her parents at the age of two.
From then on, she grew up in a cold laboratory, suffering a kind of emotional neglect and constant experiments no ordinary person could endure...
He gave Kiana’s name to Sirin, planting seeds of hostility between two girls who should never have been enemies...
He avoided facing Sirin, leaving her side—for...
2025-08-17 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostDuring his morning jog, Aoki carefully considered his next steps.
First, there was the matter of the uproar on social media.
He hadn’t yet come up with a solid solution. As he’d thought before—laws don’t apply to the masses.
When everyone is misinformed and spreading rumors, there’s no real way to hold anyone accountable.
So, for now, he’d set that aside. It ...
2025-08-17 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post“What is it that the Second Herrscher wants to discuss with me?”
Welt narrowed his eyes, the crimson light within them flickering faintly.
His intention truly was to settle this through words, yet the knowledge inherited from the Herrscher Core told him one thing: a true Herrscher was nothing like a traitor such as himself.
The difference lay in whether one’s personality...
2025-08-17 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post“Put it gently… she was a goddess.”
Kyousuke stood beneath the mountain cherry tree, tilting his head up just enough for the moonlight to spill across the pale blossoms, soft as a dream.
It wasn’t some carefully crafted line. It was what he truly felt.
The men of the Yamazakura group had already retreated inside to tend their wounds. Out of respect for the elders, Kyou...
2025-08-17 15:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostSo what if these bodyguards got sent flying with just a touch?
Did that stop taekwondo dojos from spreading like wildfire?
Forget practical use for a moment—when it came to style, taekwondo kicks were absolutely top-tier.
One leg meant one leg.
Balanced by the sheer strength of his lower body, Kyousuke stood firm, unmoving on one leg, while the other lashed out again a...
2025-08-17 15:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe siege had begun.
Enraged and humiliated, Doma finally put on the airs of a boss.
Thankfully, from the start, he hadn’t cared about saving face—he had been speaking to the punks outside from behind the door.
At least that meant he didn’t need to worry about the gate being broken down in an instant.
The enemy might outnumber them ten to one, but Doma wasn’t afr...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostImmunity is a strange thing—sometimes it’s astonishingly strong, and sometimes it shatters at the slightest push.
After days of exhaustion, a bit of wind and sweat is all it took for the inevitable to happen: Kita Ikuyo caught a cold.
Now, Aoki found himself frustrated with his own carelessness.
He had noticed she might catch a chill when she came in that night…...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostFor a moment, the living room fell into a silence so heavy it was almost suffocating.
Little Kiana tilted her head, glancing curiously between her wide-eyed, speechless mother and the beautiful green-haired big sister in front of her.
She found it a little odd that the pretty lady had suddenly changed into such a gorgeous new outfit, but the strange atmosphere didn’t bother her at...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostAoki wasn’t sure what to say in response.
Silence settled over the hospital room again—until a sudden ringtone broke the stillness.
It was Kita’s father, calling to ask why she hadn’t come home yet.
Kita briefly explained her situation.
Her father’s voice immediately shifted to concern.
After making sure she wasn’t in any serious danger, he told her he...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostThe Taixuan Sword Qi was a peerless technique created by Red Kite Immortal Fu Hua of in Shenzhou.
Its ultimate form, the Taixuan Sword God, was the strongest expression of this art.
At her peak, Fu Hua once severed the link between the Second Herrscher and the Honkai Will with a single strike—a super move of the highest order.
For someone wi...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostThough the recording studio door was left open and the sound of the electric piano filled the room, Aoki still caught the sound of Kita Ikuyo entering.
He paused his playing, closed the piano lid, and switched off the power.
By then, Kita was already standing at the studio entrance, her guitar bag slung over her shoulder.
“Good evening, Aoki-senpai.”
Her voice, a lit...
2025-08-16 15:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostDoma glanced around.
His dozen men still stood guard at every corner of the courtyard, determined to defend to the death.
Yet the enemy had just leapt down from the sky in complete defiance of common sense.
Taking a deep breath, he raised his head.
The boy who looked down on them stood bathed in starlight and silver moonlight, elegant and radiant, almost divine in presen...
2025-08-16 15:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostInformation spreads fast online.
Sometimes, all it takes is less than three days for a public opinion storm to break out.
Just as Yuusuke Niijima had predicted during their conversation at the café, on September 2nd—barely a week after signing the contract.
—Aoki Kei began to notice a growing number of hostile discussions online, targeting not only him but also the other ...
2025-08-15 16:04:32 +0000 UTC View Post