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Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [9]

Inside the academy, in the clubroom—

“Megumi, you really trust strangers too easily! That kind of flaw could get you into serious trouble one day! I was late this morning because of that guy!”

Aki Tomoya sat in the clubroom, pushing up his black-rimmed glasses as he lectured Kato Megumi with a stern expression.

“Eh? Tomoya-kun, why are you always so hostile toward Izumi-kun? You were late because of your own choices—how is that hi...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [8]

“You sure took your sweet time! I thought you’d forgotten all about it!”

Inside the office, Hiratsuka Shizuka lounged in her chair with one leg crossed over the other. A slender, pale hand held a slim cigarette between her fingers as she exhaled a plume of smoke, giving Izumi Yuu a distinctly unimpressed look.

This punk made me wait? Bold of him.

“There were… some unexpected delays,” Izumi said calmly, eyes flicking to the top of her head where—sure en...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [7]

Wait… could traps actually be kind of okay?

The moment that thought surfaced, Izumi Yuu crushed it in the cradle.

Absolutely not. He was the battle-hardened war god of wholesome romance. A red-blooded, unshakable, 100% straight man!

It must be that sleazy narrator’s constant brainwashing that made me entertain such heresy, even for a second.

“Eh?!”

Totsuka Saika tilted his head, puzzled. “Your expression’s kind of weird... d...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [6]

In Japan, the school day consisted of six class periods—four in the morning, two in the afternoon.

Between them was a lunch break, typically spent at school. Students would bring bento from home and eat with friends in the classroom or on campus.

After the last two classes, club activities began.

In Japanese schools, club participation was taken quite seriously—almost as much as academic performance itself.

Part of it was due to the relatively relaxed education sys...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [5]

Before the bell rang, Izumi Yuu and Kato Megumi finally reached the classroom door—just in time.

“Whew...”

Both of them let out synchronized sighs of relief, grateful to have avoided being late.

Noticing they’d made the exact same gesture, the two instinctively exchanged a glance and shared a quiet, knowing smile.

And just like that, the atmosphere around them shifted.

Multiple gazes immediately zeroed in on the pair.

Standing at the front of the cl...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [4]

In the middle of the academy courtyard, the three of them stood in a triangle formation.

A soft spring breeze blew past, brushing over their clothes and carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers.

“I only agreed to be the heroine in Tomoya-kun’s club game. Whether I date someone or not doesn’t really have anything to do with that, does it?”

Kato Megumi’s expression showed slight discomfort as she glanced at Aki Tomoya.

He was being way too nosy t...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [3]

[You try to ignore the narrator’s barking, but deep down, you’re already tempted. In a secluded place like this, no one would know what you did. No matter what you do to this small, helpless, delectable girl, there won’t be any real resistance. In fact, the more she struggles, the more excited you’ll—]

Wow. At least you know what you're suggesting is predatory.

Izumi Yuu sighed. Right now, he felt like he was th...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [2]

Kato Megumi stood at the top of the hill, raising one slender, fair hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked quietly down at Izumi Yuu, calm and composed—like a painting come to life.

He’s probably heading to school too, she thought, guessing that they were walking the same route. So instead of heading down, she simply waited for him to come up.

From below, Izumi Yuu glanced at Kato Megumi and—ignoring the garbage narration echoing in his mind—sta...

Don’t Look Back, Megumi Kato [1] & Synopsis

Izumi Yuu had transmigrated into a slice-of-life multiverse anime world.

His starting package included a younger sister—Izumi Sagiri. His next-door neighbor? Sawamura Eriri. At school, he crossed paths with Kato Megumi, Shinomiya Kaguya, and an upperclassman named Sakurajima Mai. His teacher wanted him to join the Service Club, and his part-time job? Oh, just happened to include a coworker named Gotou Hitori...

Except Izumi Yuu soon realized something was off about his so-called...

Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [15]

Grr... Yukinoshita Yukino glared at Higashigumo Sugi, as if sheer eye contact could amplify her intimidation.

Higashigumo was walking toward the changing corner of the clubroom.

Wait—Yukinoshita’s eyes widened in sudden realization.

The maid outfit.

He was going to make her put on that maid outfit.

Just imagining herself in the very outfit she had once categorically rejected brought an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

And that humili...

Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [14]

Yukinoshita Yukino’s pale lips pressed into a thin line. She shifted in her seat—subtly, almost imperceptibly.

“…That was mean.” As if to dispel some phantom sting, she flicked her long hair over her shoulder.

“How did you know I’d concede?”

“I didn’t,” Higashigumo Sugi blinked innocently. “That was to resolve a different doubt I had.”

Yukinoshita stared at him. She said nothing, but her meaning was clear:

Go on.

Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [13]

“I’m really sorry!” Satou bowed deeply. “I never meant to drag anyone else into this. I didn’t think it would cause so much trouble for you…”

“No, no! It’s not like that!” Yuigahama Yui waved her hands frantically, sneaking a glance toward Yukinoshita Yukino.

“I’m partly to blame too. I overthought things… If only I’d… Oh! I don’t even know when you and Kaori started dating…”

There was a touch of sadness in her voice.

Her close frie...

Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [12]

“Eh—?!” Yuigahama Yui stared in shock. “Wait, what? What just happened? How did that...?”

Just moments ago, Yukinoshita Yukino had been so confident.

“It was my mistake—I misjudged your situation based on my own assumptions.” Yukinoshita exhaled deeply.

“Being cold to you from the beginning, and becoming colder after realizing you were the owner of the plushie—those are two completely different things.”

“…They are?” Yuigahama blinked, clear...

Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [11]

"Please, have a seat," Kaori stood and led Higashigumo Sugi to the tidiest corner of the room. "That depends—what exactly do you want to do?"

The Crafts Club was filled with tools and materials. Even though it was well-organized, the space still felt cluttered. So, they'd deliberately cleared a spot near the door for interacting with students outside the club.

"Honestly, I haven’t quite decided yet." Higashigumo lowered his gaze slightly, speaking to Kaori while discreetly obs...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [15]

Chen Mo opened the in-game chat window, held down Keqing’s profile icon, and spoke into the chat:

“Master Keqing, Master Keqing, this is Chen Mo. What quest are you on now? Still clearing the temples, or have you already started Kaeya’s story quest?”

He waited after sending the message.

But the other end of the chat remained silent for quite a while.

“Master Keqing? You don’t know how to use the chat window? Want me to teach you?”

“I can ...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [14]

The skies above Mondstadt cleared. Life returned to the city—literally.

All the residents who had vanished during the dragon crisis had now respawned. In the blink of an eye, the fountain plaza was once again bustling with people. The birdsong returned, the flowers bloomed, and the city was once more filled with its usual vibrant chatter.

Humming a little tune, Chen Mo strolled leisurely to the counter of Mondstadt General Goods. He tapped through Blanche’s shop menu ...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [13]

Dreamworld—
Mondstadt, Good Hunter

Keqing had successfully driven Stormterror out of Mondstadt, and the tornadoes that had ravaged the city dispersed in its wake.

But the sky over Mondstadt remained cloaked in thick clouds. The wind still howled through the streets, paper scraps swirled wildly through the air, and the city lay in chaotic disarray.

Strangely enough, though the wind looked fierce—strong enough to whip dust into the ai...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [12]

While Keqing was still chasing Stormterror Dvalin’s tail and blasting away in the skies, back in the real-world Liyue, her sudden collapse had thrown the rest of the Qixing into utter chaos.

They had immediately sealed off all information, detained everyone who needed detaining, and placed Wanmin Restaurant under lockdown pending investigation.

Now, within a guest chamber on the third floor of Yuehai Pavilion, the windows were shut tight, guards of the Millelith stood w...

I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [11]

Nahida took a sip of the cheap, assembly-line-produced sweet drink—only three mora a bottle—and immediately praised its flavor with a series of delighted murmurs.

Meanwhile, Keqing had followed Amber’s instructions and arrived at the so-called “high ground.”

She stood in the wide plaza before the Cathedral of Favonius, where the towering statue of the Anemo Archon, Barbatos, loomed over the square.

There, Amber handed her a gift—the Wind Glider—and she began th...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [25]

The day before the cultural festival, Nobu was summoned to the headmaster’s office.

“These are the captains scheduled to attend tomorrow. Make sure to have someone greet them,” Shakubō Kyōsō said, handing over a document listing names.

Nobu took one look and raised an eyebrow. On the list were the captains of the Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, Eighth, Tenth, and Thirteenth Divisions.

“That’s quite a crowd,” he remarked, thinking to himself that Shiba Kaien really did h...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [24]

Two days after Rukia and the other girls began rehearsing their act, Hinamori Momo came looking for Nobu.

“President!”

Nobu was working through some of the cultural festival logistics when she arrived. Glancing up, he asked, “What’s up? Is your performance ready?”

“Not yet—we’re still rehearsing,” Hinamori replied with a bright smile.

“I haven’t seen your entry on the program list,” Nobu remarked.

She grinned mysteriously. “Hehe, that’...

Restricted-Class Shinigami [23]

With the cultural festival preparations underway, every student council member had their hands full.

Aside from attending classes, Rukia now spent each day following Nobu from one errand to the next. She didn’t find it tiring—on the contrary, having something to do every day made her feel fulfilled.

The president was a genuinely good person, and he often gave her guidance. Deep down, she respected Nobu a great deal.

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