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Category: Reincarnated as The LHS Protagonist!? (Loser Hides His Strength)
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Kiril sat with her knees curled up, arms wrapped tightly around them as she stared down. Light from outside cast soft glows across the fabric of the tent. Yuuto sat beside her, chewing on a packed sandwich, casually drinking all her water. “Thanks,” he said after finishing, flopping down on the tent floor; limbs sprawled…
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Yuuto came across a hill. It was night-time and freezing outside… but he still wasn’t deterred. “Found ’em,” he thought, eyes narrowing as he scanned the camp below. A haven of green forest nestled in the heart of a cold, unforgiving snow biome. Tents dotted the clearing, each one softly lit, glowing with a warmth…
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“Haruno…?” an elderly voice echoed as he opened the front door to the house. “Harunoooooooooo?” he called again, stepping inside. He looked around the house meticulously, checking each room with methodical care before climbing the stairs to Haruno’s room. He knocked once, then slowly opened the door. Empty. “Not here, huh…” he exhaled deeply, brushing…
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‘Haaah… That felt good,’ Kiril thought as she walked out of her tent. It was morning. ‘…!’ She narrowed her eyes at Hojin, who stood there casually, leaning against another tent. “…What do you want, Hojin?” she let out reluctantly, looking away. “Oh, don’t be like that. I thought I’d be here just in case…
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“Haaah… That marks… the—” Yuuto barely had time to finish his thought before his stomach twisted. His body lurched, bile burning up his throat, and he vomited. His arms trembled as he braced against the frozen ground, gasping for air between ragged coughs. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, blinking past…
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Ahhh… what a bother.” Yuuto groaned, sprawled on the cold cave floor, watching the blizzard rage outside. “OF COURSE there’s a goddamn day-night cycle in the dungeon!” ‘Now what..? I came inside the cave because my cold immunity wasn’t a total immunity. It makes me more resilient to cold, but after a few hours, even…
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“So, this is a dungeon, huh…?” Yuuto muttered as he stepped into the snowy wasteland, the cold wind biting at his face. “Alright. Let’s walk toward the group.” He sighed, hands stuffed into his pockets. ‘Convenient that this place is snow-themed.’ With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a knife. ‘I can summon knives.…
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While the bus was riding along, Kiril had a thought while looking out the window. Thinking about how Haruno swore next to him, and how much shocked Uncle Wren would be if he knew. ‘I appreciate Uncle Wren… But… Isn’t he too strict on Haruno, at times?’ He thought with a huff. ‘It’s like he…
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STARTER HIGH. A school for normal humans. The same one Uncle Wren enrolled Haruno in, so he could “live a normal life”—because “he deserves a normal childhood despite his power.” “Listen, Haruno. You have powers, true. But you mustn’t use them selfishly. Your powers are just a trait. You shouldn’t abuse them, or they’ll consume…
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Yuuto walked down the street, Misaki clinging to his arm. Her grip was firm, her body pressing lightly against him, especially where her chest brushed his sleeve. “You… look good today! And those glasses are fake, right?” she asked, her voice carrying a teasing lilt. “They are,” Yuuto nodded, offering nothing more. “Hehe, you’re so…
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