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    • by Cristae 242 “What is this…!” “What’s wrong?” Chairman Nam’s daughter, Jeon Jina, scowled as she checked the article. “This is ridiculous. An S-rank just happens to appear at such perfect timing?” “…They might have kept it hidden. They probably wanted to avoid a scene of internal competition between two S-ranks in one country.” Chairman Nam crossed her arms. They were likely strategizing on the best S-rank concept that wouldn’t threaten Kazuki, and timing the…
    • by Cristae 243 Attack Japan? Kazuki’s eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation. “Wow… Orchestra really does have ambition… To, to attack Japan….” “Don’t listen seriously to their nonsense,” Joorim said, shaking his head. “Groo, you too. Don’t get swept up by your brothers’ wild ideas.” Swept up? Groo puffed out her cheeks in protest. “No, Groo just…!” As Groo swung her legs in frustration, Gidan set her down on the floor. As she toddled over, Joorim picked…
    • by Cristae 244 Chairman Nam returned two hours later. “Groo, let’s stop playing now. Mister is exhausted… Okay?” Jeon Byungho, who had been pleading almost in tears while Groo clung to him, sprang to his feet the moment he saw her. His neatly knotted tie was nearly undone, his jacket was tossed aside, and one of his shoes had vanished altogether. Chairman Nam let out a brief laugh at the sight of his previously slicked-back hair now standing wildly on end, then signaled to Secretary…
    • by Cristae 245 ‘Two, when they’re this hard to get? How…?’ While Haruna stared in bewilderment— Creak—creak— The ugly teddy bear who had given her the two magic wands was already riding its bicycle away, leaving the restroom. Recognizing who the bear must be, Haruna, almost without thinking, seized the long handle at the back of the tricycle. As the bicycle pedals spun in midair, the teddy bear looked back. — What is it? Haruna held up her phone. “Are you Jappso?” The…
    • by Cristae 246 “I can’t make toys.” “Why not?” “In my family, only creations that have use and value are considered meaningful.” “What is that supposed to mean?” —That’s strange. Gidan and On Groo grumbled, and Sergey, who had been listening quietly, popped his bubble gum. “I can guess what kind of atmosphere your home has.” Gidan muttered, thinking Sergey might be overlaying his own past and Haruna’s. “That house must be so boring.” Groo joined in,…
    • by Cristae 247 In front of the warehouse frequented by the pop-up store staff. When his subordinate opened the warehouse door, Yamaoka Shun stepped inside. He addressed someone who had been waiting in advance. His subordinate, dressed in the pop-up store staff uniform, replied. The subordinates behind him drew specially treated gas masks from inside their jackets and put them on. Yamaoka Shun also accepted a mask from them and donned it. As he used the item, mist began to…
    • by Cristae 248 Joorim closed the message window and, frowning, stared straight ahead. Seizing the opportunity, Jeon Byeongho spoke up. “…Then if we go back to the beginning… are you saying the Inoue Series is a derivative of the Amakusa Series because there was a problem with the contract between Japan and Amakusa Kazuki?” When Kazuki signed the contract assigning the Amakusa Series to Japan, he had set a few conditions. One of those conditions was a restriction on imitations. He was wary…
    • by Cristae 249 “You want to rebuild the Tower that destroyed our world?” Bailach spoke as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “This isn’t our land. I only say it because our world is already gone.” Dominic continued, his tone as smooth and sly as a fox waving its tail. “Don’t you think the Earth as it is now is far too restrictive when it comes to hunting prey?” “……” “Pi?!” Mephisto drew a sharp breath when it seemed like Bailach might be considering…
    • by Cristae 250 Red laser dots began to appear one by one on Dominic’s body. One, two, three… five. Five chick drones hovered around Groo, readying for attack. “…Hentai?” “Hentai?” “Pi?” Dominic, Bailach, and Mephisto each spoke up in confusion. “Kidnapper!” Groo shouted boldly as he jabbed his fork into Dominic’s shoulder. Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo— At the same time, the drones fired in a straight line. Dominic moved quickly to dodge. “Ugh!” But he…
    • by Cristae 251 Chapter: Find Mephisto!On Groo met the gaze of golden eyes staring down at him. His confusion at this unfamiliar appearance lasted only for a moment. “Shea…” As Bailach quietly spoke his name, On Groo’s heart dropped. Shea—the name of the Master of the 99th Floor. ‘Is that Dad? No, it can’t be…’ Thump. Thump. His heart began pounding wildly. Had his glove failed, leading to the worst-case scenario after all? Just then, Bailach spoke, overcoming Shea’s…
    • by Cristae 252 “J—Joorim-hyung, I mean. I don’t know if it’s because of all this, but his memory’s a little… incomplete, you could say…” “What?” “…Huh?” The members of the first team gaped in shock. Every eye turned to Joorim. It did seem that his expression was oddly vacant. Since he was within the barrier, he must have heard everything, yet he just stood there, saying nothing—a strange thing in itself. However… “Dani, this isn’t the time for…
    • by Cristae 253 In On Groo’s mind, billowy clouds transformed into a chubby baby bird. The baby bird was about to be roasted golden-brown and eaten by the wolf! Yet the Spy Ladybug, meant to deliver the message to Mephisto, was floundering far off in the distance! =>Then what if—make the ladybug move faster! Eyes sparkling, On Groo sprang to his feet. “…!” Just then, Sergey and Gidan sensed movement outside and quickly turned their heads toward the door. Outside, Seo Yeojin, the…
    • by Cristae 254 “Where are you off to?” Sniffling, Groo looked up at the man. Through the tears clouding his eyes, he saw a familiar face. “Hrng!” It was his father's face—the one he'd missed so much. Instantly, his eyes reddened and the tip of his nose tingled. Soon, tears streamed down his cheeks like pouring rain, soaking his face. “I was going to find Mephi—hic— but… it’s raining… hic!” Groo swallowed hard, scrubbing at his face. Shea lowered himself to meet…
    • by Cristae 255 Eyes the color of sunset and gold shimmered, trembling with tears. He had once loved seeing a single small flower quietly blooming on a featureless snowfield. Though his father, Shea, called it corruption, Mephisto—still so new to the world—could feel nothing but delight, even at a flower born from negative emotions. Once, he’d met a delegation of squirrel beastfolk who came to present acorns at the castle. It was hard to accept that these cute, innocent squirrels would one day…
    • by Cristae 256 "Will you not call me father anymore? It was you who chose me as your father." "……." Mephisto hung his head, unable to meet his eyes, and fell silent. It was true. The one who had tried to bind him with the ties of family, calling him father, was none other than himself. And it was himself who cut that tie. Even now, he felt as if he might be crushed under the weight of his guilt. But even so, there were words he knew he had to say. Mephisto forced himself to…
    • by Cristae 257 "…Aba?" "Yes. Did you sleep well?" "Daddy?!" Groo sat up, barely able to open her eyes, and called out to Joorim in a loud voice. "That’s right, Daddy." Groo’s commotion woke all the familiars, who rubbed their eyes and yawned. Joorim gathered Groo into his arms as she nestled into him. "Daddy, Groo missed you very much." "Mm, Daddy missed you too." As he soothed Groo's plaintive, affectionate voice, he suddenly turned his gaze to the familiars. "Wait. By the way,…
    • by Cristae 258 "Ah, I didn’t get my stamps!" "Stamps?" Groo pulled out a laminated sheet, about the size of a notebook, from her bag. On it, there were three spaces drawn, waiting for stamps. "If I become a good police officer and get all the stamps here, the PR team manager will give me a present." "Give it here. I’ll stamp them all for you." When Joorim tried to snatch away the sheet, Groo clung to his arm and shook it vigorously. "N-nooo~ Don’t do that~!" In the end, having…
    • by Cristae 259 Rather than a "crafting laboratory," the place was hardly different from a kids’ café. No wonder—the room was filled, here and there, with all sorts of toys children would love. Beyond that, the space was divided into various zones: a station for playing with soil, an area for roleplay, a section stacked high with blocks, another for drawing—all tailored for different creative play. “All of this…” “It’s all the latest models,” Groo said proudly, rubbing her nose. To…
    • by Cristae 260 "Haruna." Genzo reached out a hand to her, but Haruna took a step back. He stared at his now-empty hand for a moment, then clasped his hands behind his back and spoke. "Orchestra is a better place than I expected. Though the Guildmaster does dress in ridiculous outfits." "…!" Groo muttered, "But it's cute…" and Joorim furrowed his brow. Haruna, on the other hand, looked confused, so Genzo adjusted the translator in his ear. Then, through the device, Genzo’s…
    • by Cristae 261 Chapter: Snow White Groo Inoue Genzo of Japan reveals his granddaughter is not S-rank… Inoue Genzo states, "Haruna was simply used by me." The major announcement that Inoue Haruna is not S-rank remained at the center of attention for several days. Because of this, "Today’s Groo" ended up fading from the spotlight faster than anticipated, much to the dismay of Promotion Team Leader Hwang. Unconcerned, Groo sat in the living room, opening a package from Japan. "A tea…
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