Rose of Hell [1-20] Use Carboard

“You must be Mrs. Diaz and her son?” This was a slightly dangerous part of town. On the third floor of an ordinary office building, a room with iron bars like a locked prison cell suddenly appeared. The mother and…

  • 14 mins

Isekai Izakaya Nobu 21: Spy and Salad (Part 1)

It was purely by chance that Jean-François Mont de la Vigny, who had come from the Eastern Kingdom, ducked under the noren of the tavern Nobu. For Jean, any tavern frequented by the average resident of the city would have…

  • 8 mins

Sword Saint’s Disciple 21: Mining City Kise

Having witnessed the abnormal behavior of monsters, we head straight for the mine city of Kise. Our journey from the town of Raza involved camping and staying overnight in small villages before finally arriving. We left the packhorse at the…

  • 11 mins

Rose of Hell [1-19] Lalalalanlanlan

As the day ends, Catherine and Iris Lune enter the same bedroom together. During the day, they try to avoid each other as much as possible, but this is the time when they are together. Not even a maid is…

  • 6 mins

Isekai Izakaya Nobu 20: Suspicious Woman (Part 2)

“Yes, coming right up!” Shinobu recomposed her expression to avoid arousing suspicion and went to take the blonde woman’s order. Up close, she was quite beautiful. You might believe she was an actress from an old Hollywood movie. Pointing at…

  • 7 mins

Sword Saint’s Disciple 20: To the Mining Town

Three days had passed since we left the town of Raza. We were on a mountain path leading to the next town— —where we found ourselves surrounded by a horde of monsters. They were Iron Pillbugs, essentially giant pillbugs. About…

  • 9 mins

Rose of Hell [1-18] Threat Detective Iris Lune

“W-What are you doing…!” Diaz, captured by Iris Lune, was forcibly dragged into a nearby empty room. His emotions were dominated more by terror than confusion. Perhaps it wasn’t fear of Iris Lune herself, but fear of everything collapsing. Iris…

  • 8 mins

Isekai Izakaya Nobu 19: Suspicious Woman (Part 1)

The hoarse voice of a vendor hawking their wares echoed in the distance. The ancient capital was growing increasingly hot, but as the shadows of passersby lengthened in the evening, the coolness became just right. Many people strolled along the…

  • 7 mins