Title: Annoying Kid
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'Will he tell me his name?'
'Will he even talk to me?'
'With that strength at his age, he must think someone like me is beneath him...'
The blond, pageboy-haired boy clenched his hands behind his back, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms. Yet his face rem...
Title: Port
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January 1st, 6:00 a.m.
The dock was already bustling with people, and vendors had begun setting up their stalls.
White smoke curled into the air, carrying an assortment of aromas.
The strongest scent, of course, was an overwhelming fishiness. After all, 80% of the vendors ...
Title: Airship
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“If you’ve already registered for the Hunter Exam online, all you need to do is give your name to the receptionist at the front desk, and someone will guide you.”
Following the enthusiastic advice of the self-proclaimed information broker, Cyr returned to the area with the larg...
Title: Artificial Sorcerer
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“Shin-kun, the information I’m about to share is classified and known only to a select few within the higher echelons of the jujutsu world. Please refrain from sharing it with others, as doing so could lead to unnecessary trouble.”
Walking ahead, Kazuya Suzuki expla...
Title: Pharmacy II
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“Do you have any medicine for blood replenishment?” Cyr asked naturally.
“Blood replenishment? You need this kind of medicine?” The gloomy shopkeeper, his movements stiff and slow like an old, poorly maintained machine, turned his head.
He lifted his head slightly,...
Title; Pharmacy
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“It’s December 30th now. I need to catch transportation to the Azian Continent before January 1st. The official exam is on January 7th, and I’ll need time to find the venue once I’m there…,” Cyr muttered to himself. “So the journey itself can’t take more than five days. Bet...
Title: World Card
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“Our bodies… we can’t move at all…”
The men kneeling on the floor widened their bloodshot eyes, their stiff bodies refusing to respond to their will. They couldn’t even lift their heads.
Submissive, reverent—they could only stare at the carpet beneath them and...
Title: Train Shenanigans
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Cyr slept from noon on the 28th straight through to the morning of the 29th, only waking up when the sound of knocking at the door signaled the arrival of breakfast.
Still groggy, he opened the door barefoot and shirtless, yawning as he greeted the server.
“Pardon ...
Title: Puzzles
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The final corridor led to a space filled with mirrors.
As Cyr stepped into the area, the corridor behind him vanished, leaving only a single path ahead.
At the end of that path? More mirrors, forming its sides and endpoint.
“That guy definitely took advantage of his r...
Title: Maze
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The dizzying whirlwind finally stopped, and Cyr landed steadily on his feet. Around him, a series of thud sounds echoed as others hit the ground.
Many had collapsed, unconscious from the ordeal.
Besides, a few were missing—likely lost along the way.
Those injured and lef...
Title: Sandstorm
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In the distance, the carcasses of the beasts were gradually dragged beneath the desert sands, as if devoured by the vast expanse itself.
By dawn, the bodies had completely vanished.
After the caravan regrouped, they set out quickly, making use of the cooler morning hours bef...
Title: Pdf?
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"I warned you," Cyr said, casually wagging his finger. His voice was light, but the undertone was unmistakably cold. "Stay away from me."
Clearly, the girl hadn’t taken his words seriously, continually trying to get closer—or rather, to test him.
"I’m only here to get a Hun...
Title: Disgusting
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"Wanna see if you can break it?" Cyr asked, his tone teasing, as he watched the golden-haired girl curiously fiddling with the chains. His face lit up with an amused smile.
Biscuit was momentarily stunned.
How could this brat ask such a question? Had he seen through her...
Title: Range
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"Let’s go," Cyr said, turning back toward the caravan without sparing another glance.
"What about the girl?" one of the three guards asked, hesitation and pity evident in his tone.
"If she truly needs help, she’ll follow us, even if it kills her," the white-haired boy replie...
Title: A Little Girl
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When Cyr saw the group of tough, criminal-looking people, only one thought crossed his mind: This is perfect.
They were probably just like him—candidates for the 286th Hunter Exam.
The mercenaries in the guard unit all exuded an air of violence, with bloodstains visibl...
Title: Head Held Too High
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Cyr flipped the card over and saw a faint line of text:
[Upright Hierophant] — Buff Card.
A buff card? So, it grants positive effects? That would imply there are also debuff cards for applying negative effects.
But what exactly was the Hierophant's buff?
Title: Cards
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Cyr glanced down at the small card in his hand. It bore no photo, just a name, an ID number, and a birthplace.
Name: Cyr Deville
Birthplace: Yorknew City
“This identity has already been entered into the system database,” Pampas explained.
“If you’re planning to...
Title: Elders
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The corridor outside the room, even at the door, was completely unguarded.
It seemed they were confident that no one would dare to eavesdrop on their conversation within the church. This played right into Cyr’s hands.
He pressed his ear against the door, focusing intently...
Title: Meeting
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As Sid had warned, Cyr’s missed three days of training were compensated for—doubled in intensity.
He had no complaints about the training itself, but one issue persisted: despite his relentless efforts, he still couldn’t trigger a Black Flash.
“Is my luck really that b...
Title: Trash?
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Cyr climbed down from the top of the safe, surveying the room before yanking a red velvet cloth off the desk. He used it to bundle up the cash, gold, and jewels scattered on the floor, tying it into a makeshift sack.
“What are you doing?” a voice called from the doorway.
Un...
Title: Stingy
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"Annoying."
With a slight flick of his fingers, Cyr sliced the crawling man and the radio in his hand into countless fragments.
The ground was covered in blood and shattered human remains.
Without sparing the carnage a second glance, Cyr’s figure vanished from th...
Title: Game
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“Boring. I’m starting to regret this,” Cyr muttered as he walked along the narrow paths of District 13, not even bothering to use Cursed Technique to move faster. Instead, he deliberately measured each step, as if taking stock of every inch of the district.
Pampas had named this l...
Title: System Task
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“Sir, could you help us with something?”
Cyr lazily lifted his heavy-lidded eyes, his disinterest evident as he regarded the group of children in front of him.
They looked decent—clean, and passable enough to be called cute in the outside world.
At the mom...
Title: Him? Weak?
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Time flew by as Cyr became absorbed in his training. It wasn’t until Pampas’s sudden appearance that Cyr realized how long he’d already been in Meteor City.
Cyr had always been an overachiever. Back in school, he’d lose track of time while working through problem sets, oft...
New fic in the webnovel, check it out first before reading the advanced chapters I'm gonna post here.
2024-11-22 16:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostTitle: Naoya Zen'in
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With Gojo Satoru off to visit Yuta Okkotsu abroad, Shin Shuichi had taken on a few minor assignments. Under Gojo’s “hands-on teaching” style—better described as a convenient excuse for slacking off—Shin had also mastered the art of delegation disguised as training.
Th...
Title: Rescue
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"I already know."
Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair, speaking calmly to Shin, who sat across from him. He glanced up at the ceiling light hanging overhead. "A mission of at least grade one, and possibly involving a special-grade curse, yet they send first-year students to rescue th...
Title: Plans
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“Sukuna, if I die, you’ll die too! If you don’t want to die, help me!”
“I refuse."
Inside his mental domain, Sukuna watched the scene unfold with great interest. Upon hearing Yuji Itadori’s desperate plea, his grin stretched unnaturally wide, his eyes brimming wit...
Title: Cursed Womb
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Although Larue managed to escape, the mission was considered complete under the circumstances. Both the unknown entity and the cursed spirit were recorded. Based on Shin Shuichi’s description, researchers specializing in the origins and archetypes of cursed spirits deduced that the cr...
Title: Remnants
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"It's not that I don’t want to take you, but look at you. Sure, you’re a husky, but I’m not going on a leisure trip. When the real fight starts, did you see how fierce that thing were? Where would you even run?"
After Shin Shuichi shared the breathtaking photos he had taken du...
