Isekai

I Was Reincarnated Without Cheat and Sacrificed to the Demon King – 02

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The Turning Point Came in Indigo

Author: Iwashi-zukushi
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n3388fm/2/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

I had been tossed on the waves for some ten days after the ship set out, I suppose.
At last, I arrived at the Demon King’s island.
I was put ashore at the harbor, along with more than ten other girls who seemed to share my circumstances.
The official from the Demon King’s side who had come to meet us wore a hood, but the shape of the head beneath it was clearly not human.
The moment the sailors had handed us over, they put back out, in a hurry to leave.
They did not want to spend so much as a minute, so much as a second, on this island; I had never seen work done with such impressive efficiency.

The Demon King’s official watched their frantic departure, and the lips visible beneath the hood twisted into a shape of contempt.
For a while the official simply watched the fleeing ship. Then, after a single sigh, they turned to face us.

“Ah… Welcome, after your long journey—I imagine being told you are welcome would be either a bother to you, or a matter of complete indifference.
I sympathize with your circumstances, and I also think I cannot possibly guess at how you feel.
No—forgive me. If anyone took that sympathy for contempt, I apologize.
That is not what I meant. It is simply the only way I can put it.”

To my surprise, the voice I heard was a woman’s.
When the official removed the hood, long indigo hair fanned out and danced in the wind.
A well-formed face. Kind, shining eyes, a deep indigo in the same family as her hair.
Her eyes were a little sharp at the corners, and her face suggested a strong will; the expression on it was a complicated mix of slight bewilderment and sympathy.
Two horns grew from her head. Scales covered patches of her cheeks and the nape of her neck.
A fine pair of wings grew from her back as well—though they were shaped very much like a bat’s.

“…A half-dragon…?”

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Sakura Bullet – 05

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Chapter 4: Birthday and Departure

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/5/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

—Specified date has been exceeded.
—Playing message.

—Happy Birthday, Dear Ouka.
—Blessing To Your Life.

—Sakura-Drive. Download.
—Ready: OK?

“…So loud… Do what you want… mngh.”

—Verified.
—Sakura-Drive. Downloading_Now…

—Installation Is Complete.

∞∞∞∞

I feel like I had a weird dream. I can’t remember it, though.
Something like a bard’s hero tale. A grand adventure.
…No idea. Anyway, get dressed.

A little earlier than usual.
The sun isn’t up yet. Even the chickens are still asleep, and here I am swinging a pot.
Heave, heave.

If you dry-roast grains like wheat and drive the moisture out, they keep.
But they’re heavy. Relentlessly heavy. I rest between swings.
Trying to do it all at once was a mistake.
Heave, heave.

At the same time I smoke dried sweet potato in my homemade smoker.
This is a lot too. Smoking dried sweet potato makes it keep even longer, and it tastes better.
It’s just incredibly billowy. Smoky, but kind of fun.

I’ve also made pickled vegetables, salt-cured fish, all sorts of things.
With this much, we should be fine for a while. I want to think so.

Morning prep will be hard until they get used to it, whatever else you say, and having things they can eat right away should make it easier on everyone.
I made my own travel share at the same time, so it came out to quite a volume, but…
Well, fine. It’s a pretty spectacular sight. I’m satisfied.

…Ah. I haven’t made this morning’s. Need to add soup. Continue reading →

I Was Reincarnated Without Cheat and Sacrificed to the Demon King – 01

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Nothing Good Ever Happened

Author: Iwashi-zukushi
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n3388fm/1/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

It was a life in which nothing good had ever happened.

My first life was, I think, privileged—at least in terms of the house I was born into.
I was born into the family of a successful doctor. That much, in itself, was true.

“Your only worth is to bring a husband into this house!”

My father was convinced that a woman could not inherit. He treated me coldly and pressed me to take a physician as a husband.
I was not even allowed to question it. And, inconveniently, I seemed to have inherited my parents’ genes all too well: the effort forced on me, whether I wanted it or not, gave me the grades to pass the entrance exams for medical school.
I could not, however, find anyone who met my father’s standards. I was told not to leave university until I did, and was pushed all the way into a doctoral program.
Between that and my father’s high-handedness in putting me there, the hostility directed at me was fierce.

“This paper of yours—did you actually collect this data?
Results this convenient don’t just happen.”

If anything, that accusation was the one with no logical basis.
In any case, my research was never given a fair evaluation.
Stress piled up as nothing went right, and I wasted away in body and mind—until one day I died in a traffic accident.

To my surprise, I opened my eyes again.
Unfamiliar walls. An unfamiliar ceiling. An unfamiliar town.
I had been reborn in a world different from the one I had died in. Continue reading →

I Was Reincarnated Without Cheat and Sacrificed to the Demon King – 00

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I Was Reincarnated Without a Single Cheat, Then Sacrificed to the Demon King—and Thanks to That, My Life’s About to Take a Dramatic Turn!

Author: Iwashi-zukushi
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n3388fm/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

“It was a life in which nothing good had ever happened.”

Asha: a girl who died young in her previous life, never having found a place to belong, and was reborn in another world.
She hoped her second life would be different. Instead she was worn down by day-to-day survival. The knowledge and values she brought from before her reincarnation were more a hindrance than a help. In the end she was treated as a witch and sent to a remote island as a sacrifice to the Demon King.

If you’re going to kill me, she thought, just get it over with.

That was what she believed.

But the Demon King’s country was nothing like she had imagined. It welcomed her—awkwardly, but warmly. Her knowledge and experience were valued, and Asha found herself working as an apothecary.
The only apothecary in Shutraumburg, a makeshift town where sacrificial girls were allowed to go on living.

With help from all sorts of people, Asha put that knowledge to use.
The first thing she produced with it was “sodium chloride.” In other words: table salt.
The inventions that followed shook the island. Each time, she won more trust, until at last they were calling her a goddess.

“How did it come to this!?”

No one heeds her wail. If anything, they look at her as if to say, what are you talking about at this late hour?
And so the story keeps moving with her at its center, leaving only her feelings behind.

Rated R-15—in the sense that it’s even more fun if you remember what you learned in junior high!
Her weapons, with not a single cheat among them: wits, the bonds she forms, and spirit!
A comedy-tinged otherworld fantasy begins here!

*This is the serialized version of the former title: “I Was Reincarnated Without a Single Cheat, Then Offered as a Sacrifice to the Demon King—and Thanks to That, My Life Somehow Seems About to Turn Around for the Better!?”

An Isekai Witch’s Streaming Life – 07 Cleansing Magic

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Cleansing Magic

Author: Ryusui
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2121hw/7/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

‘Rita-chan must have had a time like that too’
‘Master must have raised you thinking the same thing’

“Ah, yeah. Master used to do peek-a-boo at me a lot. He made a weird face, and I didn’t really get it.”
“Eh. Rita-chan, you remember when you were little?”
“Mm. I remember.”

I remember not just from after I was taken in, but up until I was abandoned too.
One reason I can live as a witch is this memory. For a mage, memory is a talent on the same level as handling mana—maybe even more important.

‘The memory is one thing, but Master’s story is what’s surprising lol’
‘Peek-a-boo lmao’
‘That person did stuff like that, huh lol’

He was pretty deredere, I guess. He apparently hadn’t even considered that I’d remember, though.
When I told him that story, his cheek twitched in a really funny way.

“Well then. I’ll go wash the dishes, so Rita-chan, you take it easy.”

With that, Mami stood up.

“Mm? If that’s it, I’ll do it.”
“Eh. Ah, no. That’s really…”
“It’ll be done right away.”

I’ll use cleansing magic, so it’s not a problem. I got treated to katsu curry, even got ice cream, and on top of that going home without doing anything would be wrong, I think.
I take my staff and use cleansing magic. The dishes on the table are wrapped in light for an instant, and become as clean as new.

“Wah… Amazing. Thank you.”
“Mm. Thank you too.”
“I’ll just go put them away, then.” Continue reading →

Sakura Bullet – 04

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Chapter 3: The Red-and-White Handguns

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/4/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

What I’ve figured out so far: apparently no one but me can hear Ring’s voice.
I tried hanging it from a chain around my neck, and at breakfast and during laundry, nobody reacted to it at all.

Is this thing really not a ghost. It’s pretty suspicious.
Well, for now, I should probably leave that part out when I explain to Sister Naria.

“So anyway, there was a ring and two handguns in it.”
“…I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”
“Yeah, I don’t either.
And apparently there’s someone at the Adventurer’s Guild in the capital who might know what’s going on.”

According to Ring, the sender, Glad, is there.
I’d like to ask for the details, but it isn’t a distance you just pop over.

“Ah, the sender.”
“I’d like to hear the story from that person, but it’s the capital. So I’m stuck on what to do.”
“…Hmm. What did the letter say?”
“‘I hereby return your fate to you,’ I think.”
“…Fate, is it.”

She looks like she has no idea.
Well, of course. I don’t either.

“Hmm. All right—why not go?”
“Eh. To the capital?”
“Yes. You might learn something about your parents.”
“Hmm. I don’t really care about that, though.”

Frankly, I have no interest in the people who abandoned me.
Besides, my mother is Sister Naria.
The person who raised a heretic with black hair and black eyes this far. My benefactor.
I’ll never say that out loud. Too embarrassing.

“I mean, the capital’s like a week round trip? You’ll be in trouble if I’m not here, right?”
“We’ll manage among ourselves for a while. And it’s a chance for the other children to learn to do more.”
“Unnyu. I see…”

I’m glad she’s saying that. But. Hmm.
Those who-knows-what ring and handguns are my fate, huh.
Sounds like nonsense to me.

“And, Ouka. You said ‘handguns’ just now, didn’t you?”
“Eh, yeah. I did.”

“Ouka. What is a handgun?”

Eh, what is… wait?

What is a handgun?
I don’t know any such thing.

“Eh, wait? Why…”

Why do I know the name of something I’ve never seen? Continue reading →

Sakura Bullet – 03

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Chapter 2: The Mysterious Ring and Breakfast

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/3/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

What was that.
The ring glowed, and then it talked.

“Eh, what, a ghost?”

I would really rather not have ghosts in the church.
Ugh, my heart is hammering.

“…What even was that, seriously.”
“—Confirm. By ‘what,’ do you mean me?”
“It talked agaaaaain!?”

I scramble back.
Window behind me. Worst case, I go out that way.
Then around to the front and get the little ones out. Yeah. That’s the plan.

Ah, have Sister Naria exorcise it, or…
No, ghosts are probably too much even for her?

“—I am not a ghost: I am an interface for interpersonal communication.”
“…Ha? What?”
“—I am an interface for interpersonal communication.”
“Interpersonal commu… uh, so you’re not a ghost?”
“—Negative: I am an interface for interpersonal communication.”
“You’re not a ghost, then?”
“—Affirmative: I am an interperson—”
“No, that’s enough of that.”

An interface for interpersonal communication, huh.
You’ve said it enough times. I remember.

Anyway, I don’t really get what it’s saying, but… we can talk, apparently.
Also, apparently not a ghost.

“…Uh. Do you do bad things?”
“—Negative.”
“Are you on my side?”
“—Affirmative.”
“…Got it. Then I’ll hear the rest later. Can you wait?”
“—Affirmative.”
“All right… hup!”

I pick the ring up, gingerly. No problem.
It isn’t glowing anymore. Just an ordinary ring.
…Looking closer, what’s this even made of?
If it’s silver, maybe it would sell for a lot.

I set it on the parcel for now. No change. Hmm.
Well, for the moment it doesn’t seem to be a bad one.
I can’t imagine a ring could do much mischief anyway. First things first: do what I have to do. Continue reading →

Sakura Bullet – 02

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Chapter 1: The Usual Morning

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/2/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

My day starts before dawn.

I get out of bed, change into my usual plain white blouse and faded brown shorts, and head for the washbasin.
I wash my face, brush my teeth, and check that there’s no bed-head in the bangs trimmed above my black eyes, or in the long black hair I wear down my back.

That’s me, ready.

Same as always, I head for the kitchen and make breakfast for twenty.
Today it’s red-bean soup and black bread.
Plain, but the soup shouldn’t taste bad.
I simmered in the vegetable scraps I was given yesterday, so even with not much in it, you get a lot of flavors.
I taste it just in case. Yep. Pretty good today too.

∞∞∞∞

On the way to the dining hall with the pot, the little ones start getting up.

“Morning. Go wash your faces, hurry up.”
“Okaaay!”

They answer in chorus and clatter off.
Energetic first thing in the morning—can’t ask for more.
All right. I brace myself and totter along with the heavy pot.

I’m setting the soup pot on the hall table and laying out dishes when Sister Naria comes out of the chapel.
I pause and greet her with a smile.

“Good morning, Ouka.”
“Morning, Sister Naria.”

Against the pitch-black habit, the silver hair spilling from her hood catches the sun and sparkles.
She’s beautiful today too. I don’t know why, but it makes me a little happy.

“It smells good again. You’re a lifesaver, every day.”
“You say that every day.”
“Hee hee. I suppose I do. You, on the other hand, still won’t call me Mother.”
“Guh… Ah, look, breakfast’s ready.”
“Ufufu. Yes, yes.”

Once everyone is there, we put our hands together and say “Itadakimasu” in unison.
Apparently they don’t do this elsewhere, but this church has always done it before meals.
It means we receive life, I’m told.
I don’t know who started it, but it feels kind of nice, and it looks well-mannered, so everyone copies it.

Today, too: Itadakimasu. Continue reading →

Sakura Bullet – 01

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Chapter 0: Preview Extra

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/1/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

A pack of monsters in front of me.
Five combat magitech dolls. Even veteran adventurers are said to have a hard time handling that many without a party.

Facing something like that, my body shakes.
I’m scared. I want to run right now. Tears are about to come.
This is not an enemy a mere town girl should be taking on just because she was handed a weapon.
The sheer unreality of it chills me through to the pit of my stomach.
Ahh, I never should have taken that weird request at the Adventurer’s Guild.

Even so.
Behind me, there are still little children.
Kids huddled together, fighting not to cry.
To them, these expressionless monsters lurking in the mansion they snuck into on a test of courage must be a nightmare itself.

I have something I want to protect. People I want to save.
And if this hand holds the power to fight—borrowed or not.

There is no world in which I back down.

Fragments of mirror scattered everywhere catch my reflection.
Long black hair, black eyes. Slight, and short. Even I can see I look unreliable.
That is exactly why I put up a front and smile.

I draw the red-and-white handguns from the holsters at my hips and grip them.
I speak a single word to the ring hanging from a chain at my chest.

“Ring!”
“—Sakura-Drive Ready.”

A familiar, androgynous voice. I answer my reliable partner.

“Ignition!”

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Sakura Bullet – 00

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Sakura Bullet

~In a Sword-and-Magic Fantasy World, a Town Girl Who Can Use Neither Meets a Pair of Handguns. She Just Wants to Know Where She Came From—Don’t You Dare Call Her a Hero~

 

Author: Kurohitsuji
Raw: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n2086fk/
Translator: Lilia v4
Editor: Yuriko AYA

“I hereby return your fate to you.”

With that single line, one girl’s story begins to move.

◆ Informal synopsis ◆
A lively long-haired black-haired girl adventuring in another world.
Plenty of fights and food-teasing.
If that sounds like your thing, please read Chapter 0.

◆ Proper synopsis ◆
A world after the Demon King has fallen.
A certain small town. A girl named Ouka, raised in a church where orphans live.

The heroes of salvation, summoned from another world.
Ouka has the same black hair and black eyes as they do—a heretical look, rare in this world—and yet she has always been a bright, forward-looking girl.

Her days are ordinary and unchanging, but she finds happiness in that ordinary life.
The church children she loves, the townspeople who are kind to her.
And above all, the days she spends with Sister Naria, who has been a parent to her, are irreplaceable.

Then, on her fifteenth birthday, a parcel and a letter arrive.

In the parcel: a pair of red-and-white handguns that should not exist in this world, and a small ring engraved with a mysterious language.

And in the letter, a strange line.

“I hereby return your fate to you.”

To get to the bottom of her own birth, and of the meaning of that strange message, she sets out by coach for the royal capital.

This is the story of one ordinary town girl.
Of daily life, of fighting, of cooking, of adventuring, of being given sweets by the people around her.

And, before long, of fairy-tale heroes and an entire country getting pulled in.

A story of days that will not sit still.