Type-Moon: The Human Love Simulator [3]
“Kaelar! You idiot, I hate you… I hate you the most!” Kaelar had a knack for pushing Arthur’s buttons, making her
“Kaelar! You idiot, I hate you… I hate you the most!” Kaelar had a knack for pushing Arthur’s buttons, making her
“My dear sister, my witch sister, are you truly afraid of that little Red Dragon?” Kaelar’s words were sweet, his
And so—that brought things to the present. “—MOMOKA-NEE!!!” Having summoned her fiercely rugged, classic-armored warrior Persona wielding a greatsword, Nina
After an intense rush of adrenaline—and a flood of estrogen, progesterone, oxytocin, and all sorts of other weirdly named hormones…
The doctor—Takemi Tae, as she called herself—was, like the journalist who’d exposed Kamoshida, one of Rinto’s partners in the Phantom
Wakaba Mutsumi. She used to be the guitarist for the all-girl band Sakiko had created, CRYCHIC… no, wait, Crychic. From
And so, the long-awaited day finally arrived. After school, Rinto first walked the Yoshizawa twins home, then met up with
Let’s be real here. When Nijika mentioned their guitarist kept finding excuses to skip practice, Rinto already sensed this would
Late at night, approaching midnight. Rinto slid open the creaking, squeaky door and stepped into his shabby little doghouse. “—We’re
Let’s pull back the camera a bit. The moment Morgana informed Rinto that Momoka and Nina had vanished, he sprang