#miwa ichigen

[bellewood222]

K Dog & Cat manga back cover omake. I don't know Japanese whatsoever. I used various translator programs to make this English translation.

#K Project #K Dog & Cat #omake #extra #translation #manga #Neko #Kuro #Yatogami Kuroh #Shiro #Isana Yashiro #Miwa Ichigen #silver clan

[dominicsorel]

K: Kingdom Of Red Ch. 3 / Frieren: Beyond Journey's End Ch. 63

#k project #frieren: beyond journey's end #ichigen miwa #the hero of the south #tatara totsuka #frieren #mikototsu #himfri #k kingdom of red #kingdom of red #sousou no frieren #just luminerik things

[rohansdisciple]

I can't get over how pretty he is in his actual body omg 🥲 <3 .

AND I REALIZED HIS HAIR WAS SUPER LONG BEFORE ALL THIS HAPPENED AND HE CUT IT 😭✋🏾 .

#k project #k #yashiro isana #kuroh yatogami #neko #mikoto suoh #anna kushina #aldof k weismann #ichigen miwa #colorless king #reisi munakata #fushimi saruhiko #misaki yata #seri awashima #hisui nagare #tenkei iwafune #daikaku kokujōji #anime #rohansdisciple

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#k project #k #yashiro isana #adolf k weissman #daikaku kokujoji #mikoto suoh #anna kushina #jin habari #reisi munakata #nagare hisui #tenkei iwafune #fox spirit #colorless king #ichigen miwa

[itsuki-minamy]

"K - RETURN OF KINGS" (Novel)

CHAPTER 13: THE END OF THE DREAM

* List of Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

As he ran through the dark passage, something bright opened again.

It was similar to the space where Mishakuji was located, but it was even higher in the ceiling and with countless huge cylinders. There was even a strict air, like an ancient Greek temple.

As he ran through the pillars, Shiro thought of Kuro whom he had left just now.

(Kuro. I believe in you.)

Mishakuji Yukari is a strong enemy. Perhaps his power will even reach the king. Facing the blade, Shiro did not confirm whether Kuro could win alone.

That's why he believes in him. That's the only thing Shiro can do.

At this moment, multiple members of the "Jungle" clan appeared from the front.

"There they are! Don't let them pass!"

The muzzle turned there at once. Looking at them, Neko who was running next to him, murmured.

"They won't defeat me!"

With the spirit, Neko drew a zigzag path, lowering herself like a four-legged beast. She jumped into the air and decided to drop the heel to the main Clansman.

"This is...!"

Other Clansmen quickly take the distance and aimed at Neko. However, they couldn't catch her literally jumping like a cat, and she was just thrown away.

At this moment, Neko's eyes were shining, and the sound of the bell echoed.

"Take this!"

"Jungle Attack!"

The Clansmen held their weapons and began to hit each other. Neko's reconnaissance operation skill and ability. Neko watched the Clansmen using their weapons to hit each other, and was satisfied.

"Neko!"

Shiro ran again as he called after her. There isn't much time left. They have to get to the "Slate" as soon as possible.

And...

Shiro suddenly saw that something strange was placed between the pillars.

A tatami with six mats. Kitchen with an old refrigerator. Various plaques in the Chabudai.

The appearance of a room, as if a family lived there, was left in a solemn underground space.

"......"

Hisui Nagare also has friends. The opponent has something that can be called family.

The fact that he knew sank into his chest.

But he can't stop. Hisui Nagare has a wish, and Shiro also has his own wish. That's completely understandable too. If there was something that could not be certified, there was only one thing to do.

Shiro and Neko arrived there.

A gigantic stone disk placed carelessly on the ground, the "Dresden Slate".

A relic that brings innovation and confusion to humanity.

And, as if to protect him, a solitary bird was there.

"It's here! It's here!"

The parrot made a sound. He had seen that parrot several times. He is a messenger of the "Green King" named Kotosaka.

Then, the young man with Kotosaka on his shoulder slowly stood up.

"...Hisui Nagare."

Hearing Shiro's words, the young "Green King" Hisui Nagare smiled silently. Neko nodded and snuggled into Shiro.

Nagare looked at him and silently opened his mouth.

"First King, Adolf K. Weismann, Isana Yashiro. Welcome."

+++++++++++

Mishakuji gently narrowed his eyes as his sword flickered slowly.

Kuro's sword in front of him doesn't seem to be as shaken as before. Unfazed by Mishukaji's brilliant move, he is trying to discern the true nature of him.

Mishakuji freely admired that state.

"Good. Although it contains great power, it is as calm as the surface of a lake. I can see your growth."

In response, Kuro replied in a low voice.

"...I've finally begun to see it too. It may seem like your sword can change shape, but there is a core running through it. The core that sustains the strength."

Mishakuji chuckled and readjusted his "Ayamachi".

"It's a strange destiny. Although we grew up under the same "king", we each received different "kings" and now our paths cross this way. It's wonderful."

Once upon a time, when they were wielding swords together under the tutelage of Miwa Ichigen, did they ever think that something like this would happen?

At the very least, it is true that the current Kuro has become an attractive enemy. There aren't many people he wants to kill from the bottom of his heart.

Mishakuji was happy about that, regardless of his morals or his feelings.

"I guess it's time we found our King. Let's get started, Kuro-chan."

Mishakuji pointed the tip at Kuro, as if he was swearing.

"My sword is to fulfill the sincerest wish of the "Green King"."

Kuro also pointed the tip of "Kotowari" towards Mishakuji and muttered to himself.

"And I, to fulfill the wish of the "Silver King"."

+++++++++++

"Oraaaaaaaaah, but what?!"

Yata was running the entire time, letting out a roar.

The map that was informed to him in advance has long since been forgotten by him. That's not to say he was running blindly. Yata already knew the coordinates he had to reach. The "warmth" he feels from Anna's supernatural network is directly beneath the presence of his friends.

But before he gets there, he will have to go through a maze.

From the darkness along the corridors, behind the barricades, from the walkways, members of the "Jungle" clan began to emerge. They really were a nuisance. Yata swung his staff to deflect the bullets they fired, smashing them, jumping over their bodies and moving forward.

"Yata-chan, have you arrived yet?"

"Yata-san, hurry up...!"

Yata's frustration increased as he received communications from Kusanagi and Kamamoto. He shouted, gritting his teeth and punching the members of the "Jungle" clan.

"I'm so excited that I keep running as fast as I can! Just wait a little longer!"

Anna's supernatural network also shares his sense of sight and hearing. Yata was well aware of the burden his late arrival placed on everyone else. Yata forced himself to take a breath, which was about to run out, and accelerated even more.

"Alright."

Suddenly, he heard that voice.

"I believe in Misaki."

He felt as if Anna's direct gaze was fixed on Yata.

Hearing that, Yata laughed. He thought to himself as he emitted flames from the tip of the staff.

(King believes in me. If I don't answer, it will be a lie!)

The staff slammed into the wall, leaving a trail of flames in the darkness. Even more clansmen wait beyond the toppled and exploded wall. Yata stood up and stared at them.

"I am Yata Misaki, captain of the "Homura" vanguard! Stay away unless you want to die!"

+++++++++++

The unrest on the ground was already calming down.

The defeat of the "Gray King" had a great impact on the morale of the Green Clan members, and most of them retreated to their hideouts or were unable to escape and were captured by "Scepter 4". Some began to surrender voluntarily, showing no signs of resistance. Many people on the ground have probably already made up their minds. However, Awashima's expression never cleared up.

"Captain..."

Reisi Munakata was looking towards the "hideout" when she called out to him with concern.

Blue sparks scattered intermittently on his back. An uncontrollable supernatural ability causes a short circuit, which manifests as a visible anomaly.

Without turning around, Munakata said to Awashima.

"...Awashima-kun. When the time comes, don't hesitate."

Awashima bit her lip and looked up at the sky.

A broken "Sword of Damocles" hovered directly above Munakata. Like Munakata's body, it emits numerous sparks and blue aura crystals constantly break off and disappear into thin air.

It wouldn't have been strange if it fell at any moment.

Awashima looked at him and put her hand on the hilt of her own saber. Pain, sadness, despair. He kept all those emotions inside her heart and thought.

(Just do what you have to do.)

All the other members noticed Awashima's deadly expression. Before they knew it, they were watching Awashima and their "King" from afar. No matter how fate turns out, they want to see it with their own eyes.

Then only one person noticed it.

The "Gray King", Tenkei Iwafune, who was lying on the ground, suddenly disappeared.

He maybe he used some supernatural ability, or maybe he crawled with all his might. The only person who noticed that was Gouki Zenjo, who silently closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"...At least he has a place to die."

+++++++++++

His first impression was that he was a much younger man than he had imagined.

To awaken the "Slate" and encourage innovation in humanity. He was a delicate and gentle man who did not seem willing to commit such a scandalous act. If he had not been surrounded by a powerful aura, perhaps he would not have been able to believe in him or even now.

The "Green King", who was connected to the "Slate", silently opened his mouth.

"Honestly, I didn't expect you to go this far. As expected."

"Because I also have a will."

Hisui Nagare tilted his head slightly at Shiro's response. In a regretful tone, he said...

"I'm your fan... that is, I'm a fan of the "Silver King" that you used to be. I have great empathy with the feelings you once confided to the "Slate". Do you want to join hands with me?"

Shiro shook his head without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to reject you again."

"...Now that I think about it, you didn't answer me why last time either."

"That..."

Just as he was about to speak, Neko suddenly stepped forward and stuck out her tongue.

"Bleh, no! Shiro won't be your friend!"

Kotosaka, who remained on Nagare's shoulder, replied in a sharp voice.

"Shut up, you stupid cat!"

"Shut up, you idiot bird!"

Neko and Kotosaka looked at each other, growling and threatening each other.

"Ameno Miyabi."

Suddenly, Nagare called out to her.

Neko trembled. Hisui Nagare guards her true identity, the absolute secret that Neko tried to hide. Neko was afraid of that more than anything.

"Like me, you experienced the Kagutsu Incident. You are one of the few people who survived that tragedy."

Nagare easily revealed his true identity.

"Just as I woke up as a "King" when the "Red King" caused a burst of royal power, you also gained power and became Strain. And just as I lost my life, you manipulated your own memories and ended up living like a cat. We two are people from whom the "Slate" stole everything... and we got everything new."

Shiro looked at Neko.

Neko didn't exchange glances with Shiro, she just grabbed him tightly by the sleeve.

"In the course of life, people encounter many irrational situations. What matters is whether or not you can resist that irrational fate. Do you have that power? We encountered the Kagutsu Incident, but we overcame it with the power that gave us the "Slate". People should have the power to protect themselves and pave their way. The "Slate" will give them that."

Shiro flatly denied that theory.

"No. The power of the "Slate" is too much for humans to possess."

Nagare also immediately replied.

"Why? Don't you believe in people? If so, I'm disappointed. I'm disillusioned. You used to believe in people's potential more than anyone else."

"That's not true! I..."

"I don't understand!"

Only a little.

The discussion was interrupted by Neko's words.

Biting her lip and suppressing her fear, Neko still kept her eyes fixed on Nagare. She thought slowly and, as she did, she opened her mouth.

"I don't understand what you're saying. But Wagahai doesn't need a "Slate". Shiro, Kurosuke and everyone else can do without that!"

"...Neko."

"Whoever it is, even if I'm a monster, I'll never disappear just because of that. So, I'm fine with that. That's all I need! I don't need anything else!"

"......"

"There have been bad things in the past and I think there will be more in the future. But what I want right now is not a "Slate". It's delicious food and someone who will eat it with me. That's what Wagahai wants!"

Tears welled up in Neko's eyes.

What is her "true identity"? Shiro still doesn't know.

He probably doesn’t need to know. Unless Neko wants them to know, there's no need to pry. What Shiro and Kuro want is the "Neko" of now, who is innocent and full of emotion.

Taking Neko's hand, Shiro looked at Nagare and said...

"Hisui Nagare. What people need is not a "Slate". It's just it... that's right. A chabudai. That's enough. That's my conclusion. The choice of the "Silver King"."

After a while of silence, Nagare suddenly said...

"...What a pity."

"Nagare! Don't be disappointed! Nagare!"

Encouraged by Kotosaka, Nagare smiled a little. He looked at Shiro and said...

"So... let me ask you something. Why did you come here, "Silver King"?"

"I came to destroy the "Slate"."

A slight sneer emerged from Nagare's smile.

"How? You should be the most aware of the physical strength of the "Slate". I would like to add that I will not let you touch it again."

In an instant, a green light illuminated Nagare's chest. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped his entire body, manifesting as an aura so powerful that he could feel it on his skin.

"I guess so..."

When he replied in a low voice, the slight sneer that had been mixed into Nagare's expression disappeared. Along with his warning, the green shrine that Nagare uses became even more intense.

"Now I can connect with the "Slate" and absorb its power inexhaustibly. If I feel like it, "Silver King", I can use your "immutable" power and my "alterable" power. I can overwrite it and even kill you. I am invincible."

"......"

"Still, you are resisting, "Silver King"."

"If you were me, would you give up?"

Nagare narrowed his eyes and kicked the wheelchair back.

That was the end of the story. From now on, it was not the time for conversation, but for beliefs and fist bumps.

+++++++++++

Anna was the first to notice.

As the "Red Queen", she has a sensory capacity that far exceeds that of a Strain. Her higher perceptive powers sensed the existence of "it" before it manifested.

She turned her gaze toward the sky as if to check. In her field of vision, which only reflected red, "It" tried to take shape, not as a color, but as a figure colored by an aura.

''Silver'' and ''Green'', the two ''Swords of Damocles''.

Anna understood exactly what that meant. The two kings, Isana Yashiro and Hisui Nagare, finally met.

Slowly, impatience crept up her spine.

In a head-on confrontation, the probability of Shiro defeating Nagare is zero. In theory, no one could beat Nagare, who can draw unlimited energy from the ''Slate''.

There is no more grace left. If they don't carry out the plan immediately...

At this moment, the marble that Kamamoto was holding emitted a red glow.

"Anna! It's here, it's the signal!"

Anna gritted her teeth. Her excellent sensory ability felt that "it was not like this yet". All the marbles are not in the correct position yet.

At that moment, Yata and Kusanagi's screams echoed through the network.

"We're almost there! Just do it!"

"Anna, do it!"

She closed her eyes, she gave a sigh and when she opened her eyelids again, her doubts had already dissipated. She broadcast the proclamation of her as "King" to the supernatural network.

"From now on, we will gather all the power of the Red Clan and open the "way"...!"

A bright red aura came out from her folded arms. The aura turned into a flame, a shrine, and spread towards the clansmen like flames spreading across the plains.

Anna felt a burning sensation on her neck as the fourth "Sword of Damocles" appeared above her head.

Kamamoto, who was next to her, clenched his fist and shouted.

"No Blood!"

Kusanagi, who was deep underground, laughed in fighting spirit.

"No Bone!"

Yata, who was further down, ran with determination in his heart.

"No Ash!"

At their respective stations, the clan members (Akagi, Bando, Chitose, Dewa, Eric, and Fujishima) expressed their thoughts and threw the marbles in their hands.

Anna could see it in her eyes. Her eyes, which only recognize the color red, were able to see through "Homura's" red color through space. The red dots were connected in a straight line, forming a straight line.

She should have already abandoned her doubts. She knew she had to do it.

Still, she couldn't help but wonder if she could do it.

That flame. That red. The power of the King. Is it possible for her to control it?

(Will I be able to achieve things like that person?)

A few seconds of coma. The question that ran through Anna's mind, however, disappeared in the next moment. Someone was behind her.

It wasn't Kamamoto. Neither do the other members of the clan. His presence was clearly felt even from a distance.

Furthermore, the person behind Anna was much bigger than them. A bright, warm, soft and beautiful red.

Anna watched, unblinking, as his hand reached over her shoulder and took hers.

Anna's lips parted. Her voice overlapped with that of the man behind her, echoing her words.

"Burn them!"

The flames on both arms enveloped the marble in the air, as if it had a will. The exploding supernatural flame penetrated the ground and caused the marbles on the ground to explode, expanding further and swallowing the marbles below, increasing its power by doubling each time it was chained together. A huge column of fire engulfed everything from the first floor of the basement to the tenth floor of the basement, burning it to the ground.

Anna could see that enormous column of fire.

The flame of the King that she created with the power of all.

Anna looked back.

However, there was no one there. The shadow of his tall figure, the warmth she felt, the smile on his lips, nothing. There was no trace of his existence left there.

Instead, Munakata's face loomed near the exit from the ground.

Seeing a hint of pain in his eyes, Anna knew that Munakata had seen the same thing as her.

She met Munakata's eyes. Anna nodded slightly and lowered her eyes.

Then, remembering the man who was behind her at the end, Anna laughed a little.

+++++++++++

The sound of an explosion echoed in the distance, and Nagare recognized it simply as the sound of a battle.

In various parts of the "secret base", clan members "Jungle" and "Homura" fight fierce battles. Naturally, the weapons given to the clan members included bombs, so he thought that was the reason.

By the time he realized that was different, it was too late.

The sound of explosions echoed at regular intervals, getting closer and louder. When he gasped and looked up, a waterfall-like flame had already broken through the ceiling and was falling onto the "Slate".

The roaring stream of flames engulfed Nagare's body and licked the entire hall. Kotosaka jumped into the air and the others deployed a supernatural shield to block the flames.

Nagare was the only one who was directly exposed to the flames.

If he were a normal person, he wouldn't have been left with even a speck of dust. Even a normal "King" would not have been able to survive unscathed.

Of course, Nagare was none of those things.

"Is this your plan?"

Despite being exposed to the inferno that was still pouring out, Nagare did not suffer a single burn.

Nagare said with a sigh.

"I am deeply disappointed. What is the point of doing something like this?"

He thought that Isana Yashiro's intelligence was on par with his, so he didn't want to think that such a foolish plan was a trump card. If he truly believed that Nagare could be defeated with the supporting fire of the "Red Queen", then he was no longer even a person to talk to.

And Shairo did not disappoint Nagare's expectations.

"...The path is already made."

"Path?"

Nagare looked up again at the words he murmured.

He could see the blue sky.

Nagare stopped breathing. The blue sky, the white of the clouds. And floating there, swords of various colors.

He felt as if his electromagnetic heart was beating rapidly.

"Perhaps..."

"That's right."

The light of determination shone in Shiro's eyes. Determined to overcome or crush the difficulties before them by any means necessary. The formula for this already exists within Shiro.

In a lower voice, Shiro spoke of the method.

"I will destroy the "Slate" with a "Damocles Down"."

+++++++++++

Mishakuji Yukari had never thought that his sword was as beautiful as it was now.

A flash of "excess" released from an impossible angle, free and flexible, is truly art. Mishakuji views his swordsmanship that way, not as a boast, but as a fair evaluation. A human-like swordsman who steps forward as if he were dancing and wields his sword as if in full bloom will not be able to take a single hit.

Yes. If you do not have the proper skill in using the sword, you will never be able to bring out the beauty of the sword.

That's why Mishakuji loudly praised his opponent.

"That's amazing, Kuro-chan! You've become so strong. You're almost on par with me now!"

Yes. Yatogami Kuro also became more beautiful than he had ever seen before.

Firm and solid as a rock, no matter how unexpected the blow, "Kotowari" will absorb it and unleash a devastating counterattack. His eyes never waver, always fixed on Mishakuji.

Ah, Mishakuji thought, with a tingle.

(I wish this moment could last forever!)

However, the reality is that that is not the case. Mishakuji knew this better than anyone.

The elevated "Ayamachi" and the lower "Kotowari" crossed each other. The surrounding auras repel each other, producing sparks and a sizzle.

Mishakuji smiled charmingly as he used one hand to relieve the pressure of his spit.

"But right now, you can't just be even. If you don't surpass me, you won't be able to go to your "King"!"

"Kuh..."

Biting his lip in frustration, Kuro shifted his grip slightly. When he released the amount of pressure that had been loosened, Kuro flexibly withdrew and readied his sword again.

Mishakuji raised his voice as he made his sword dance gracefully with just one hand.

"Come, show me!"

At that moment two lights exploded.

Silver and green. He could know it without seeing it, because it is the light of his King.

"That's from Nagare-chan."

The appearance of the "Sword of Damocles" meant that Isana Yashiro and Hisui Nagare were at war.

That in itself stirred no emotion in Mishakuji. If those two fight, Nagare will definitely win. There was no way that his "Green King", who was connected to the "Slate", would be defeated, no matter how many conditions were combined.

So what surprised Mishakuji was Kuro's reaction.

He took something out of his pocket. It is a single coin that shines silver. Gripping his tightly, Kuro muttered.

"That's right. My sword is to my King, Shiro. As long as I'm with him..."

Along with the coin, Kuro grabbed the hilt of his sword and silently looked at Mishakuji.

Mishakuji was impressed by that look. His eyes are like the surface of a calm lake, without haste or hesitation, just a determination hidden deep inside.

Kuro declared happily, mirroring Mishukaji in his incredibly deep eyes.

"Mishakuji Yukari. I will surpass you!"

Mishakuji let out a sigh and laughed.

The current Kuro is the strongest Kuro to date.

Yatogami Kuro is not Mishakuji Yukari. He operates with a completely different logic than Mishakuji, who acts freely and selfishly.

Kuro demonstrates his ultimate power for the sake of the King. For his Lord. It's for someone important.

That's why Kuro was the strongest at that time. To save the "King" who is in trouble, run to his side as soon as possible and defeat the enemy in front of him. He will expend all of his life force for that purpose.

Mishakuji couldn't help but be happy about that. He considers the last-minute exchanges of life and the brilliance of will that emerges to be the most beautiful of all.

Kuro kicked the ground.

Unconsciously, Mishakuji also started running.

Rounding to ''Kotowari''. Preventing, in return, he pushed "Ayamachi", repelling him. Sparks fly from tip to tip and the pressure on the blade emits light. A deadly dance with two swords, a thin line between life and death as if they were playing. As if he were playing in a paradise, Mishakuji was captivated by the moment.

And then, the end came without a hitch.

Kuro intervened. Two steps, three steps, the speed far exceeded Mishakuji's expectations. As he raised the spirit of division, he turned, as if half of his body was immersed in it.

Before he knew it, the "Kotowari" sword had pierced Mishakuji's chest.

''Ayamachi'' flew through the air and rolled on the concrete making a sound.

Before he could think of anything, the words came pouring out.

"That was beautiful..."

He collapsed and fell to his knees. Fever and pain from his shoulder to his chest. He could feel the blood dripping and coming out of his fingers.

His fingertips could still move, meaning he could still grasp the sword.

But he wasn't going to do that.

The decision has already been made.

This is the first time he has been defeated since he pointed his sword at Ichigen Miwa. He couldn't bear to see that great swordsman slowly lose his life to illness. He wanted to see his life burn in the midst of battle. So he doesn't regret what he did.

And now...

At this moment, his youngest disciple, who could only tremble, was about to surpass him. Mishakuji felt quiet satisfaction in the fact that no one else had cut him except the man who had inherited Miwa's technique.

His feet were shaking. Someone is fighting somewhere. Kuro looked towards the end of the hallway with an impatient expression on his face.

"Damn, it's started!"

Mishakuji muttered under his breath.

"...Kill me. And go quickly to your king."

Then, Mishakuji closed his eyes.

There was a pause.

Mishakuji opened his eyelids at the sound of the doorbell.

When he looked, he saw that Kuro had sheathed his sword.

Before Mishakuji could say anything, Kuro stared at him.

"In the fields and mountains the color may differ, but we are like noni seeds."

Yes, he recited a poem.

Mishakuji rolled his eyes. He remembers the poet Miwa's haikus without missing a single word. However, what Kuro said was...

"...I don't know that poem."

"It's my poem... Goodbye."

Without saying anything, Kuro turned his back on him and started running.

Mishakuji looked at his back in shock. The only thing he could do was record a single phrase and follow in the footsteps of his younger brother.

When he looked down silently, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Are you looking, Ichigen-sama? That child has finally become a full-fledged person."

He then he got up. Stumbling, he picked up "Ayamachi" and gently placed it in his holster. The time to exercise that will not come for some time. Now that all the battles are reaching their final stages, there probably isn't much he can do.

But that doesn't mean there's nothing.

"Now... the least I can do is get a new seed."

Mishakuji muttered that and started walking in the opposite direction of Kuro, looking for the stairs that led to the top.

+++++++++++

The great hall was engulfed in flames.

The breath of the "Red Queen" blew from above, completely burning multiple armor plates and leaving large holes. In the distance you can see a blue sky and a sparkling silver tip.

Nagare turned to Shiro and glared at him.

"Are you crazy? Damocles Down..."

Shiro accepted that look head on.

"It's the only way to destroy the "Slate". Neither me, nor the "Golden King". Another person involved in "The Beginning" told me this option."

"Are you planning to turn this into a crater?!"

No, Nagare denied his own words. If Tokyo is caught in the "burst of royal power", it will not simply become a crater. The swords of all the "kings" present there could fall together. Their power is not just a metaphor, but it would be worthy of destroying this planet.

For a moment, Nagare doubted Shiro's character, wondering if he was trying to negotiate with the world itself as a hostage. But he shook his head slowly.

"Concentrate the enormous energy of the "Damocles Down" in a single point. According to the Second Methodology of the Schwert Regulation, it will cause a Hammer Resonance Effect. After calculating the degree of resistance of the "Slate", I discovered that its limit value, was theoretically the same as "Damocles Down". When certain conditions are met, the "Slate" and the "Sword of Damocles" will only annihilate each other.''

Nagare opened his eyes.

He only had a little experience with Schwert's control methodology. Weismann's deviation, the source of supernatural powers, and his crystal, the "Sword of Damocles", are normally phenomena that not even the "King" can do anything about. Although it can be observed, it is impossible to intervene, and the only way to prevent it from happening is to end the King's life. That was the conclusion of the first methodology.

However, the second method proposes another way.

Nagare punched the air. The hologram image that appeared instantly, along with dozens of data, showed that his prediction was correct.

"Impossible! He is pushing his own Weismann level to the limit!"

What the Schwert Control/Second Methodology proposes is that the "King" can voluntarily cross the critical point of the Weismann deviation. By deliberately dropping the largest energy body, the "Sword of Damocles", the power from it becomes directional. In that case, "Damocles Down" transmits energy as "penetration", rather than "diffusion".

The "Silver" Sanctuary is expanding. No reservations, no restrictions, to the point that even Nagare, who was directly connected to the "Slate", was overwhelmed. A dazzling silver glow overflowed from the hand that Shiro had placed on his chest, and in contrast, his expression began to distort in agony.

"Shiro?!"

Neko next to him huddled worried. However, Shiro forced a smile and looked at Nagare.

"What do you think, Hisui Nagare? Don't you think this is some kind of message?"

"What...?"

"The "Slate" can only be destroyed when the "King" releases the sword of his own will. I don't know who he is, but it seems to me that someone who created the "Slate" is saying that."

He closed his eyes in silence and connected the words.

"If it is too much for you, you must destroy it with your own hands."

"I will not leave you!"

Nagare released all the power of him.

A green aura enveloped his entire body and a ferocious momentum coursed through his body. Nagare roared as he tilted his body downwards.

"Looking at Suouh Mikoto's case, it takes less than 10 seconds from the start of the fall to reach the underground! If I kill you before, the sword will disappear!"

Shiro slowly opened his eyes.

"...Try it."

The value indicating the Weismann deviation in the image exceeded the critical value.

The fall began.

Before he could confirm that, Nagare had attacked Shiro. An extremely fast, lightning-like strike aimed at the throat of the "Silver King".

A red Japanese umbrella blocked his fingers.

"Grr...!"

The two auras, silver and green, collide and annihilate each other while emitting a shockwave. Shiro who rules "immutability" is dedicating all of his power to defense. Even though Nagare was directly connected to the "Slate" and gained infinite energy, it took him three seconds to break it.

The Japanese umbrella broke into thousands of pieces and the pieces flew into the air.

Shiro's body was also swept away by the shock wave like a strong wind and fell to the ground. Now that he was helpless, Nagare pounced on him like an animal.

"This is the end!"

A fist that turned into electricity pierced Shiro's abdomen. Nagare's imagination of burning his internal organs and his spinal cord and killing him along with his life did not come true.

Shiro's appearance dispersed like mist, melting into the air and disappearing.

(Ability to recognize and manipulate!)

It took him two seconds to remember those words and find Neko trembling in his arms. 5 seconds left. It was more than enough. The "Silver King" has already exhausted his power. It takes less than a second to destroy the defenseless Strain.

Lightning claws fell on the two from above.

A single swing of the sword blocked him head-on.

Yatogami Kuro. He grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands and gritted his teeth to block Nagare's attack.

Through the space between his clenched teeth, he shouted the name of his "King" with a voice that sounded like a roar.

"Shiro...!"

Nagare frowned.

Yatogami Kuro is there. He stopped trying to think about what that meant. Now is not the time to think. That happened a long time ago. Now is the time to finish them off.

"You're in the way!"

At the same time as he shouted, the pressure of his supernatural ability increased even more. However, that prediction that only one clan member's sword would break for no reason turned out to be wrong once again.

It did not break. The sword held by Kuro, his colorless steel, still withstood the full force of the "King".

A silver aura enveloped that figure.

Taking a deep breath, Nagare looked over Kuro's shoulder.

Isana Yashiro woke up and enveloped Neko and Kuro in a silver shrine.

In that last moment of collision of destructive power, what passed through Nagare's mind was not impatience, but doubt.

"How? Why? They reject power, how can they be so strong?!"

Kuro, Neko and Shiro's eyes were staring at Nagare. The six eyes told him that if they fight, they would never lose.

At that moment, Nagare wanted to turn around.

Shiro, the reason they were there.

Why aren't the clan members who were supposed to be there to stop them?

Mishakuji Yukari, Sukuna Gojou, Kotosaka, Iwafune Tenkei.

For a moment, he could see them sitting around a tea table in their six-tatami "secret base," talking, fighting and laughing together.

At this moment, he suddenly exhaled.

A shock ran through his heart.

"......!"

He has been dreaming about that for many years. Life outside the straitjacket. Breathe freely and fly around the world.

That was the heart. If you have the heart, you can do it. The dead can return to the living and fulfill the wishes of those who also died. Extraordinary abilities for all humans. The power to resist. Be king.

The heart that had heard his prayers was pierced by a sword.

Nagare learned that not through observation but through actual experience. A silver slash pierced Nagare's stone heart. The blood of the supernatural was spilled and the life that was supposed to have been recovered returned to nothing.

His knees buckled and he fell to the ground.

Hisui Nagare looked at the sky through his falling hair. An open well and the blue sky beyond.

The "Sword of Damocles" floating there disappeared.

Nagare murmured hoarsely.

"How unfortunate..."

Then, Nagare turned his gaze towards Shiro.

The tension and caution had not yet left them. That was annoying and Nagare smiled slightly. Nagare silently closed his eyes and said:

"But I'm satisfied..."

Those were the last words that the ''Green King'' Hisui Nagare said.

+++++++++++

It was certainly visible to others.

After the silver sword fell and a shock and tremor resounded, the “Swords of Damocles” floating in the sky vanished one after another.

The test of being king, the crystal of supernatural power. It was in the heaven that he could not reach, even if he stretched out his hand, and it was about to disappear without him reaching it.

The "Red Queen" stared at that.

The sword, a symbol of the destiny that took from her family, but that also brought her something so precious, disappeared. At the same time, something inside her slowly...

"That disappeared..."

The words that Kamamoto murmured were also Anna's voice.

Disappear. The things that had bound them until now. The things that have brought them together until now. That will disappear.

Anna suddenly felt like someone was calling her and looked around her.

But she couldn't find it anywhere. That warmth and that beautiful red are no longer anywhere.

Feeling alone, Anna looked down and closed her eyes.

The "Blue King" watched the situation unfold with his usual calm.

Therefore, even when his "Sword of Damocles", a cracked symbol of power that seemed about to crumble, disappeared, he had no particular feeling about it. However, he simply said...

"It seems my life has been spared."

That's all she said.

However, Awashima, who was behind him, looked different. She dropped the saber she was holding and ran towards Munakata's back.

"Captain!"

Awashima was crying. Relief and joy are on all their faces. Munakata saw that, smiled slightly, and said casually.

"Hehe. I was a little curious to see if you could kill me, Awashima-kun. Anyway, thanks for your hard work."

At those words, something disappeared from Awashima's expression.

Before Munakata's clear mind could formulate a response, Awashima opened her mouth to ask what that was.

"Captain. I'm sorry, but gratitude is not enough."

"Eh?"

"Excuse me!"

Awashima's fist slammed into Munakata's cheek, sending his glasses flying and sending them crashing to the ground.

+++++++++++

"Nagare! Nagare!"

Kotosaka descended and screamed in pain next to Nagare.

However, Nagare did not move. With a satisfied smile on his face, he lay on the cold ground, not moving in the slightest. The fierce energy that had overflowed a moment ago could no longer be felt anywhere.

Kuro asked, still not letting his guard down.

"Is he dead?"

Shiro looked down in pain and responded.

"He survived thanks to the power of the "Slate". That's why..."

Those words were drowned out by the sudden sound of an explosion.

All three were hit by tremors that made it difficult for them to even stand. A low, resounding explosion sound echoed and deafened their ears. Kuro and Neko shouted in unison as they helped Shiro, who has become unstable.

"What is happening?!"

"Meow! Earthquake!"

In response to the clan member's dismay, Shiro remained calm. He looked up at the shaking ceiling and muttered to himself.

"No, someone blew it up."

"Ah. I'm sorry, but I have to fix things."

"What?!"

Kuro held his "Kotowari" in the direction of the voice. It was a familiar voice, and its owner was the one to be careful of along with Nagare.

"Gray King", Tenkei Iwafune.

He slowly walked out from behind the pillar. Blood flowed under his feet. Iwafune muttered with a self-deprecating smile on his mortal face.

"I never expected that situation to change... it was a complete defeat."

"...Kuro."

Without Shiro telling him, Kuro lowered his sword. Iwafune already lost his fighting power. No, he may already be on the verge of losing his life.

However, Iwafune showed no signs of worrying about his situation and simply said:

"I have also ordered my clansmen to flee. You should leave too."

The sounds of the explosion were getting louder. Small pieces of concrete fell from the cracked ceiling. Kotosaka flew away while he avoided them and shouted alongside Iwafune.

"Iwa-san! Iwa-san! Nagare is...! Iwa-san!"

With a weak smile on his blood-stained lips, Iwafune looked at Kotosaka with a gentle gaze.

"Haha. You too, Kotosaka. Now. Go!"

Kuro had no way of knowing what Kotosaka was thinking.

He hesitated for a moment and then flew away with a sad cry. From the hole in the ceiling to the clear blue sky. As if he was chasing him, Kuro also stretched out his colorless hand and jumped, holding Neko and Shiro in his arms.

Just before reaching the top, Kuro looked back for a moment.

Iwafune held Nagare in his arms and looked at him. His lips, with a wide smile, uttered some words.

He couldn't hear him. Kuro and his friends went up. Iwafune looked at Nagare with his eyes closed as if he were sleeping.

The explosive smoke enveloped the figures of the two "Kings", and since then nothing could be seen.

That was the scene at the end of the battle between the Kings.

+++++++++++

Amidst the roar of explosions and tremors, Kusanagi stood alone, staring at his feet.

"We won?"

Through Anna's supernatural network, he had already given an evacuation order. Most of the clan members in "Homura" should have been able to escape safely. Still, his role as Senior Official of the Reds was to wait until the last minute.

He still couldn't be sure what happened to the Silver Clan or the "Green King". They must be escaping alone, he thought, when he heard a voice behind him.

"Kusanagi-san! Let's run!"

It was Yata. Sliding his skateboard from the end of the hallway, he came straight toward him.

Kusanagi nodded silently and ran off with Yata. As Kusanagi headed towards the stairs leading to the upper floor, he couldn't help but ask Yata.

"What happened to Fushimi? Is everything okay?"

"Heh," Yata laughed. He looked back for a moment and then looked forward without hesitation.

"It's okay. It's okay now."

Kusanagi also laughed at his confident words. Yata-chan, who was good at running and going wild, had grown quite a bit. They ran together toward the light, feeling out of place.

Munakata's instructions were quick as tremors resonated from underground.

"All personnel, evacuate."

"Yes!"

Awashima accepted that and gave orders one after another through the intercom. It was supposed to be a normal scene from "Scepter 4", but the only difference was that Munakata's cheeks were very swollen and his glasses had gone somewhere.

The members running back and forth are surprised every time they see Munakata's face. However, Munakata's attitude was calm. After forcing themselves to accept that it was probably his fault, the members returned to their jobs.

At that moment he felt a presence behind him.

When he turned around, a man and a woman were about to appear, trying to get out from under the solid ground.

Douhan Hirasaka's "Wall Breaking Technique". Feeling satisfied that he was able to witness the ninja's skills, Munakata looked at Fushimi, who was being helped by her.

Fushimi had the same dull expression on his face as always. As expected, he felt tired, but he was not proud of having brought that operation to success. He simply said, as if nothing had happened.

"Mission accomplished."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Munakata responded as if nothing had happened and looked forward again.

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By the time they reached the ground, the noise of the impact had already subsided.

Kuro was the first to emerge from the sewer and, while helping Neko and Shiro, he quickly looked around.

It was an alley in the middle of nowhere. There were no members of the "Jungle" clan. Many people have already decided. Most likely they escaped or were captured.

Kuro breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say that they were safe, he stumbled and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Shiro?!"

"Are you okay?!"

He clutched his chest in pain and sat with his back against the wall. He looked at the worried Kuro and Neko and smiled weakly.

"It seems that I am also running out of strength..."

"What does that mean?!"

"The body I'm in is not my original body... Before the incident at Gakuenjima, the "Colorless King" changed our bodies... In other words, he was taking over the body of a strange boy."

Kuro and Neko gasped at the same time.

They knew it. Isana Yashiro is a temporary name and the current Shiro is not the original body of Adolf K. Weismann. Due to the plot of "Fox Mask", the mastermind behind the incident a year ago, he was trapped in his current body.

Shiro spoke breathlessly.

"I have been able to continue existing thanks to the immutable power of the "Silver King", but... that power has disappeared. Along with the "Slate"..."

"What? Hey!"

"What? Hey, Shiro!"

Kuro and Neko felt a horrible sense of loss at the same time.

If he was able to stay in this world thanks to the silver supernatural ability, what will happen to him now that the "Slate" is gone?

"I've been borrowing it for a long time, but I have to return it to the original owner..."

"That is...!"

"Shiro...!"

With tears streaming down her face, Neko took Shiro's hand. Shiro smiled slightly and squeezed Neko and Kuro's hands tightly.

His palm was warm.

"...It's okay. I will definitely come back. Because I am your king..."

After that, he closed his eyes as if he were sleeping.

A silver light came out of Shiro's body. He disappeared as if he melted into space, leaving nothing behind.

"Shiro!"

"Shiro, wake up! Answer me!"

As they clung to Shiro and called desperately to him, his shoulders suddenly moved.

"Ah..."

He stirred and slowly opened his eyes. Kuro opened his eyebrows and looked at Shiro's face with relief. He thought that he had regained consciousness and that he had not gone anywhere.

But it was different.

Shiro's gaze looking at Kuro was filled with fear and confusion. That is not the expression of Isana Yashiro that they know. Like a child who had never seen them before, he looked at Kuro and Neko's faces, and timidly opened his mouth.

"Who are you?"

#k #k project #suoh mikoto #k stories #reisi munakata #homra #yata misaki #scepter 4 #fushimi saruhiko #k rok #neko #isana yashiro #yatogami kuro #silver clan #kushina anna #kusanagi izumo #kamamoto rikyo #seri awashima #zenjo gouki #jungle #mishakuji yukari #gojou sukuna #kotosaka #iwafune tenkei #hisui nagare #douhan hirasaka

[mmercurii]

Bored so here’s K characters as Omegaverse assignments and a few headcanons:

Suoh Mikoto: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

Kusanagi Izumo: Alpha or Dominant Alpha

Totsuka Tatara: Recessive Omega

Yata Misaki: Beta or Recessive Omega

Kamamoto Rikio: Recessive Alpha

Chitose Yu: Alpha

Bandou Saburota: Beta

Akagi Shouhei: Alpha

Dewa Masaomi: Recessive Alpha

Fujishima Kousuke: Alpha

Solt Eric: Omega

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Munakata Reishi: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

Awashima Seri: Beta

Fushimi Saruhiko: Dominant Alpha

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Weismann/ Isana Yashiro: Recessive Alpha

Yatogami Kuroh: Omega

Ameno Miyabi: Beta

Ichigen Miwa: Omega

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Hisui Nagare: Rejects the idea of having a second gender

Iwafune Tenkei: Alpha

Mishakuji Yakari: Dominant Alpha

Hirasaka Douhan: Dominant Alpha

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Colorless King: Recessive Omega

Kokujōji Daikaku: Hyper-Dominant Alpha

—

Canons-

Mikoto would genuinely hate being a Hyper Dominant. He totally respects people indulging in their instincts and being free but the power to have people begging on their knees for him when he knows they’re actually afraid or would never look him in the eye on a sunny day would sicken him.

Mikoto can smell Totuka’s pheromones and actually likes how subtle and soft his scent is.

Mikoto doesn’t really release any pheromones unless pressed to do so ((has to put someone in their place or is asked for some by Totsuka))

When he’s about to have a rut he’ll disappear for a week, only god knows what he does and who it’s with— if it’s with anyone at all.

When Eric was on his mission he probably tried to weaken Mikoto with his pheromones but overestimated Mikoto’s. Nothing happened but afterward the ordeal Mikoto probably took a shower to wash himself from Eric’s scent - no offense Eric.

Yata probably lied about being an Alpha as a kid and got properly embarrassed when the others found out he was just a Beta.

Chitose won’t shut the fuck up about being an Alpha and how they’re better, and brags about getting bitches just to piss Bandou off. ((Said bitches realize that Chitose is a weirdo and block his number after the first date))

Mikoto and Munakata probably release a shit ton of pheromones whenever they see each other. One— to compete and see who breaks a sweat first, and secondly… are they flirting 🤨

Saruhiko doesn’t flex his pheromones unless Yata is around.

As a Recessive Omega— Yata would get thru his heats by the strength of his own will. He would probably hate taking suppressants so he just… doesn’t take them. Whoever tried him he just beats them up.

As a Recessive Omega— Yata has probably nested with a blanket that Saruhiko left behind.

Eric weaponizes his pheromones and good looks to get older Alpha women to buy him stuff. After the card is swiped that boy is gone.

Saruhiko’s parents are Dom Alpha’s.

Dewa probably hates having to clean up Chitose’s mess when he’s having a rut. I can also see Dewa not understanding the instincts as he doesn’t go thru ruts and leaves the function if there’s a severe smell of pheromones.

Munakata would 100% reject any omega that tries him. He hates the feeling of not having control, and would probably be disgusted at the people throwing themselves at him. Have some decorum. 🙄

Kuroh would hate alphas because of what they can do, and also because Yakari would bully him for being an omega.

Kuroh has had mini heats, but goes into a full heat cycle when he gets closer to Weismann. Don’t worry tho 😔🤚🏾 he has a recorded speech from Ichigen about perseverance and discipline which gets him thru his troubling time. Also probably nests with Weismanns items which makes Weismann scream internally while taking a bunch of photos.

Ameno Miyabi thee cock block. She doesn’t care about Kuroh and Weismann relieving their frustration, don’t smooch in front of her fish!!!!

Seri’s nose becomes sensitive and she gets terrible headaches when she’s around dominant pheromones. I can see her immediately putting a mask on if she even gets a sense of them. She’ll put up with Munakata and Kusanagi’s tho.

As a Beta, Seri doesn’t react around pheromones but some who’s a Hyper-Dominant can make her feel a little lightheaded and nauseous.

Kusanagi’s been around and has some moments he thinks about fondly, and others he has regrets about so he’s very careful about his hook-ups. I can see him growing up and thinking it was lame to spend his ruts alone, and now as an elderly-28-year-old man he’s fine spending them alone.

Mikoto marks Totsuka with his pheromones to protect him, and luckily Totsuka doesn’t seem too affected by it but gets terrible fevers if Mikoto marks him too much.

Yata was mad as fuck when he found out Rikio emerged as an Alpha, doesn’t matter if he’s Recessive Yata would be mad for days.

I love Kusanagi down, but I feel like he’d believe omega’s are pitiful and weak. As most of society does. If he started making some questionable comments, I can see Totsuka scolding him for his old way of thinking and Kusanagi would apologize just to end the conversation but wouldn’t change his way of thinking.

Totsuka would probably take up the responsibility to teach Anna about secondary genders so she doesn’t believe in any weird idealogies from Kusanagi.

Kusanagi would probably think it’s a shame that Seri isn’t an Omega.

Yakari indulges in his instincts because why not share his beauty and greatness with people who want him. Also he’ll only do it if he can get a hotel room with mirrors as watching himself embrace his instincts excites him a lot.

Homra would be VERY protective of their Omega members as a precaution, especially if Eric is swindling old Alpha women. Kusanagi would order a Beta to stick with Omega members. Totsuka, unfortunately does not partake cause he’s made it thus far! So he’s fine~

Despite that, Kusanagi has ordered someone to follow Totsuka but that bastard is hard to follow, so Kusanagi follows his location on his phone just in case.

Iwafune has probably done some awful things and has a partner he randomly bonded with, but they died during the crater and ever since he’s been bonded with Jesus and Alcoholism.

#k project #suoh mikoto #homra #k homra #yata misaki #fushimi saruhiko #reisi munakata #project k #not smutty bc I’m shy lol #please add if you have any headcanons

[ridiasfangirlings]

what do you think everyones ringtone/alarm is??

Kuroh’s is absolutely some Ichigen Miwa haiku, he never answers his phone until he hears the whole thing. He probably has one favorite as his ‘all purpose’ ringtone but he’s assigned different haiku to different contacts, like Shiro’s is something about Kings and Neko’s is a haiku about cats, he’s very diligent in picking the right haiku to match each person. Shiro being an old guy probably just has his default ringtone, he didn’t even have a PDA for a long time and while he could presumably figure out how to add a new one pretty easily he doesn’t think it’s that big a deal (Kuroh offers to help him and Shiro declines because otherwise he knows he’s ending up with a haikutone too). Neko’s is probably something cute like cats meowing or the jingle for her favorite brand of fish snacks.

S4 I would assume have a default ringtone on their work PDAs which they use most often but their personal ones they can customize. I could see Doumyouji having some cool music like the theme from an action movie or a popular singer’s latest single. Enomoto definitely rotates between anime theme songs and his favorite new idol singles. Gotou uses some default ‘creepy’ tune which normally wouldn’t be much of a big deal but somehow it’s scarier when the phone goes off randomly in the middle of the night and Hidaka finds himself staring at moving statues in the dark while the ringtone plays even though Gotou swears it was on silent. Awashima I could see with something unexpectedly cute herself, like an idol song or a favorite song from her childhood. Munakata probably has traditional music for his, like koto or shamisen instrumentals. Fushimi leaves his phone on silent, always.

Homra, imagine Yata actually does have a ringtone but he puts his phone on vibrate a lot because the ringtone is some song he liked in middle school that Saruhiko programmed into the watch for him. Yata isn’t entirely sure how to change it and doesn’t want to mess the watch up by trying to (or at least that’s what he says, but every time someone offers to look he immediately refuses, he won’t say why but the idea of changing it just makes him feel upset for some reason). Chitose probably has different ringtones for different girls and isn’t shy about announcing it, like if it rings while he’s at Homra he gets to mention which girl it is while Bandou gets jealous. Post-ROK when he finds a steady girlfriend though it’s only her phone that has a special ringtone. Kusanagi probably uses some default ringtone, though he has special ones set for Mikoto and Totsuka since those two are most likely to get in trouble and need to call him. Totsuka I could see cycling through a bunch of ringtones based on his mood, like oh I’m into rock music this week so his ringtone is this really loud rock instrumental. Mikoto initially used the default tone because he was too lazy to change it, Totsuka later changes it to some twinkly happy little tune and the Homra guys always have a moment when it starts to ring in the middle of the bar.

#k project #Talking K #Fushimi doesn't need a ringtone bc he keeps the phone on silent so he has an excuse to ignore it #sorry Captain didn't hear you call oh well #Yata not changing his would be surprisingly sad... #Totsuka puts the happiest little jingle on Mikoto's phone just because he can

[nuis-world]

Capítulo 33: "Cenicienta"

Historia: Shizume Shade

"Esto es el colmo.", pensó Kuroh.

Kuroh estaba harto de ver que no importaba cuanto empeño y dedicación pusiera para limpiar el departamento donde vivía con Shiro y esa strain desordenada, el resultado era el mismo:

La casa terminaba hecha un desastre y la única alma dispuesta a limpiar el desorden siempre sería él.

Un suspiro de resignación salió de sus labios antes de tomar su grabadora y oír a pacífica voz de su maestro, Ichigen Miwa.

_"El universo actúa de formas impredecibles. Sé amable."_

—Sus palabras siempre me alivian Ichigen-sama.

El albino observó desconcertado el cómo su novio pasaba de tener un arranque de furia por el desastre en la cocina a presentar un enorme rubor en sus mejillas y parecer una damisela viendo al galán de la telenovela turca que estaba en emisión.

Su duda se esfumó en cuanto vio aquel objeto que Kuroh jamás soltaba, dándose cuenta de que otra vez estaba oyendo esas aterradoras grabaciones del fallecido rey incoloro. Podía ser dulce, pero el simple hecho de que ya hubiese perecido no le quitaba lo terrorífico.

"Bueno, al menos ya no estará molesto si le pido algo especial para la hora de la comida, tengo antojo de onigiris...", pensó Shiro.

—Oh, dulce esposa~... ¿Harás algo rico para la comida~?

Isana Yashiro sintió el verdadero terror después de ver el aura negra rodeando a su pacífico y tranquilo novio, por lo que salió corriendo dejándolo sólo con el quehacer del departamento sin ánimos de ayudar porque mucho ayudaba el que no estorbaba, así como él cuando Kuroh hacía la limpieza de su hogar.

#k #k project #isana yashiro #yatogami kuroh

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Yatogami Kuroh Route Translation

Feelings for Ichigen-sama

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Saya: Beat the eggs, add broth, mirin and water. …Like this?

Saya: Then pour the contents into a preheated frying pan. Set the heat to low.

Saya: While checking the eggs are cooking, roll them up…

Saya: The Tamagoyaki (omelette) is ready. Let's have a little taste.

Saya: …Uhm. I think it came out pretty good. But not as good as Kuro-kun's…

Saya: (All the side dishes for lunch are ready, I'll leave after they cool down a bit)

Saya: (Since I started going to the supermarket with Kuro-kun, I feel like I'm getting better at cooking)

Saya: (I'll try my best to cook more complicated dishes)

Saya: (It's finally lunchtime…I'm really hungry, but I think it's because I was nervous about the test result.

Saya: Huh, you're alone, Kuro-kun? Where's Shiro-kun and the others?

Kuroh: Neko was called out because of the test. Shiro accompanies her.

Saya: Called out…Could it be because of the test result….

Kuroh: Probably. Instead of raging like that, she should have worked harder from the beginning.

Kuroh: How were your grades?

Saya: They were perfect. Thanks to Kuro-kun.

Kuroh: I see, that's great.

Saya: …Kuro-kun had bad ones? You look kinda depressed.

Kuroh: …I shifted some of the answers on my history test by one box…

Kuroh: It helped that there were only five questions. I can't help but regret that what should have been a correct answer turned out to be an incorrect one. It was an unfortunate mistake.

Saya: Woah, that's shocking…

Saya: Um, in order to change your mood, why don't we go to a cafe near the supermarket today?

Saya: I wanted to thank you for tutoring me how to study…Is that a bad idea?

Kuroh: Sorry. Thanks for your offer. …I have something I need to do.

Kuroh: The reason for the failure was a lack of attention and concentration. I must train further…

Saya: I see, what a pity…

Saya: Um, I don't know if this can serve as a thank you, but, here, if you like…

Kuroh: Tamagoyaki?

Saya: The Tamagoyaki that Kuro-kun made at the cherry-blossom viewing was so delicious that I remembered the taste and tried to make it.

Saya: It's still not as good as Kuro-kun's, though…

Kuroh: I see. I'll accept it gratefully.

Saya: …

Saya: …How is the taste?

Kuroh: Uhm, I think it tastes good. But with a few more little tweaks, it should be more delisious.

Saya: (I knew I didn't reach Kuro-kun's taste at all…)

Kuroh: I myself used many eggs and spent many years until I learned how to make it.

Kuroh: Cooking is like studying, it's all about accumulation. Keep up the efforts.

Saya: Can I feed you sometimes?

Kuroh: Umh, of course.

Saya: That's great. I'll do my best to make you say it tastes even better next time!

Kuroh: …I wonder if Ichigen-sama also felt this way.

Saya: What about the principal?

Kuroh: I once said something similar to Ichigen-sama. "I'll get good at it, just watch me".

Kuroh: I'm not even close to that man…But after hearing your words, I feel like I'm getting a little bit closer to him.

Kuroh: Thanks, Konohana.

Saya: I-It's my pleasure…

Saya: (When he stare straight at me like this, my heart starting to beat fast…)

Saya: You really respect the principal, Kuro-kun.

Kuroh: Uhm, that's right. I know it's a little presumptuous of me to put it into words, but he is truly a wonderful man.

Kuroh: My feelings for Ichigen-sama higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.

Kuroh: Ah…! Sorry. I have a habit of getting excited when it comes to Ichigen-sama….

Kuroh: Anyway…For me, Miwa Ichigen-sama is my parent and mentor in life.

Saya: I see…I only met the principal on my first day here, so I don't know what kind of person he is.

Saya: He had a very nice smile. It was a friendly atmosphere that made me feel confident about joining this school.

Kuroh: Right, right! Ichigen-sama is like a spring that gently melts the snow. Your observasion is amazing!

Saya: T-Thanks…

Saya: Em, Kuro-kun. Can you let go of my hand…

Shiro: …Kuro, why are you holding her hand?

Saya: Shiro-kun, Neko-chan.

Neko: Kurosuke, what are you doing holding Gohan's hand?

Shiro: Kuro is a pervert, so you better beware, okay?

Saya: Pervert…

Kuroh: Agh…! It's a misunderstanding, I have no ulterior motives!

Shiro: Who knows. It's suspicious.

Neko: Suspi-icious~!

Neko: Ah! Gohan's lunch looks delicious! Give me a bite!

Saya: Uhm, okay.

Shiro: Well, me too.

Kuroh: Don't eat is so hungrily, you two. She'll be left with nothing.

Neko: Noisy! Shut up, you pervert.

Kuroh: Don't call me a pervert!

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#k project #gakuen k #gakuen k wonderful school days #otome translation #yatogami kuroh #isana yashiro #neko

[slateofthesea]

The slate of the sea: Red King Mikoto

(A03) (Vibes)

The color was almost like a pink mother-of-pearl shimmer, under the dark water as the full moon shined red as the blood moon summoned the Red King to this very place.

He didn’t want to give up this chaos. It was too helpful. Too Precious. However, his first mate took it upon himself to seek the water goddess Kushina’s advice.

“You just want something to control the monster.” The Red King sneered as the calm water ran through his fingers as his crew rowed the longboat to where the “beautiful red will meet his destiny.”

“No matter what I say now, you still won’t believe me, Mikoto. So, I’ll just lie now. We’re here in hopes of finding something that will stop you from burning down my ship.” It was true. The HomRa grand sea bond vessel did belong to Kusanagi, who inherited his uncle’s ship.

But the crew voted for Mikoto as Captain for his pure raw power. Even Kusanagi had to agree as not many challenged them for that very reason.

“Alright, boys, keep rowing no matter what you see or hear. Chitose that goes double for you.” Sirens and mermaid-infested water were dangerous no matter who was at the helm.

The beautiful song of death filled the crew’s ears as their King slept through it, not even stirring once in his sleep.

The blood moon was high in the sky, casting its mirrored self upon the water below, as the pirate crew followed the sea goddess’ words. They made sure to set sail from the left side of the shore, sailing northwest for twelve days, rowing out to touch the red moon.

“D-do you guys hear that?” The vanguard stuttered a bit as he was the one who was freaking out about all of this. Even before leaving the port, he made sure to make his complaints well-known.

Before anyone could answer Yata’s question, one word fell from Kusanagi’s lips. “Silence!.”

The death song suddenly stopped. Not even the water dared to make a sound. The crew almost felt like they shouldn’t breathe, let alone speak. Their King was still fast asleep, his one arm over the side of the longboat, his hand resting in the water.

Gentle splashes came against the side of the boat as the pink simmer could only be seen out of the corner of your eye. A soft humming could be heard, a song that could make anyone fall asleep or fill them with excitement. It stirred so many emotions to the surface in the crew.

A delicate hand brushed against Mikoto’s hand, he felt it tracing against his palm, wrist, and slowly leaving a water trail up his arm stopping at his shirt’s hem.

The pirate King slowly opened his eyes to meet light brown ones staring back at him. “It’s nice to finally meet you, King.” The creature wasn’t afraid, even when the Red pirate King gave him a death stare. “That’s not very nice, King. To glare at someone you just met.” The water creature rested off the side of the longboat, smiling at the pirate King’s men, before running a finger across Mikoto’s forehead then ever so gently down his nose, finally stopping just above his lips. “You look so tired, my King. Eyes heavy with so much agony, so much-”

It was best not to say anymore as the crew started to whisper among themselves. To some of them, Mikoto was invincible, untouchable, yet he was just a man blessed to curse with this destiny.

“The sea goddess told us to seek someone’s help here.” Kusanagi finally spoke up, feeling it was time things needed to be said.

“I know, I too met a wise man who told me about meeting my destiny among my brothers and sisters on this day.” Retelling the day they were caught in a fishing net, and someone named Ichigen Miwa saved them. The future teller told them about meeting a King.

Mikoto used to turn his nose up at things like prophecy or destiny and always viewed it as their god’s whim to toy with them as if they were puppets on a string to play with for their amusement. That was why Kusanagi was caught off guard when Mikoto offered his hand to help the odd creature into their boat.

Their pink pearl-like fin slowly faded to small scales on their bare skin until they sat there beside Mikoto, completely nude. "It’s rude to stare or so I’m told, but I don’t mind if any of you do.” He said, giving a mischievous wink toward the ones who were blushing.

——

The crew made port in one of the pirate villages among a small group of islands. They needed to be on land for a while. To resupply, enjoy pleasures of the flesh for some or enjoy the company of just the two of them for the Red King.

It was almost strange yet very familiar. Like they had been here so many times before. Alone they shared their past with each other, things they never shared with anyone, all those dark memories, dark secrets.

“I’m not like the others of my kind. Only on a full moon do I take the form of my mother before me.” Slowly lifting their tail out of the water to catch the moon rays upon it, causing a soft glow to appear. “That used not to happen until I met you.” A pale pink, almost warm glow appeared off of every scale in all but one area.

It was like there was something almost like a ring, no it was a chain. Mikoto always ran his fingers over that area, never asking as his blood seemed to boil.

Running their fingers through their King’s hair, the water turned his red hair darker. “Ask."

"No.” He couldn’t bring himself to. Every time they shared a dark memory, the Red King’s lucky charm voice always gave out.

The creature smiled a gentle knowing smile. For once a King didn’t want to cause pain. Everyone was told the tale sirens song lead men to their death; mermaids drowned men after enjoying their company—horror stories to keep their men at home and in their beds.

But for some- primarily Kings, their songs gave them peace. Silencing the chaos that made them above an average man yet kept them awake at night.

“Too bad. I’ll just tell you anyway, or I could show you, my King. My kind can share our memories if you like.” The song comes easily as Mikoto collapsed in the swallow water beside them.

Every known memory that Totsuka could recall was shared. Being left on a beach as a newborn, cared for by an elderly couple. The memories were soft. The only feeling that could describe all of these were like the feeling of coming home.

Mikoto was so calm in the creature’s arms, but that calm couldn’t last. “I’m so sorry, my King. What comes next will be very painful as I didn’t fully warn you about this. My pain will be your pain. Some pain can not be forgotten.” Those words fell into a whisper.

Thoughts that were not his own flooded Mikoto’s dreams, like being caught in a hurricane in the dead of night. Pure darkness until a great flash of light crackled through the clouds. A chill of death traced up his spine as someone’s cold finger ran up it. A child who looked as young as three was sold once their true nature became known. Mermaids brought all kinds of treasure to all who owned them.

The poor creature was sold again and again until the monster with so many faces owned them. The Colorless King. He was known to be the weakness. But what he lacked in raw power like the rest, he made up for it in other ways.

Knowledge was the key to untold power, and he wore that crown very well. A chained binded the creature to a dark, cold room far away from the sea that called them home every full moon.

Totsuka only escaped from there thanks to another King attacking the Colorless stronghold. Unaware of who, they let go as the Gold King freed all who were inside those walls.

“Never again.” The Red King snapped, his red aura casting big ripples in the water, almost like a precursor for waves in a tsunami. “I’ll cut anyone’s hands off if they ever laid them on you again.”

#Pirate AU Red King Mikoto

[bellewood222]

K Dog & Cat manga front cover omake. I don't know Japanese whatsoever. I used various translator programs to make this English translation.

#K Project #K Dog & Cat #omake #extra #manga #Kuro #Kuroh Yatogami #Yukari Mishakuji #Miwa Ichigen #Colorless clan #translation

[1-lightofjustice]

How Each Color Installation Feels like

Little compilation I’ve made for science (and fic that maybe I will never write)

Red

According to Fushimi (Lost Small World Period 2 Part 5):

The fire spread from Suoh’s hand and in no time it wrapped their entire bodies. The image of his own body being burned spread in Fushimi’s mind with high speed. The blood in his whole body evaporating, his skin melting, his hair burning, his internal organ boiling - he thought he was really going to die. There are usually people who die of shock from something like this, right? If he has been assailed by this kind of sensation for just a bit longer he probably would have fainted. The flames that in just a moment rushed about every nook of his body disappeared like they were an illusion.

No... It condensed in one point and remained within his body. Throb, throb, there was a hot and aching spot.

Blue

According to Fushimi (Lost Small World Last Period) :

Instantly the whole scabbard glowed in blue luminescence. Like absorbing the raindrops around it, the blue became thicker and brighter. As it climbed up from his hand to his arm, Fushimi closed his eyes, taking a defensive posture to prepare for the shock.

But that didn’t happen. No scorching heat like it’s boiling every cell in his body. No acute pain like getting shot in the heart. None of these struck him.

He opened his eyes slightly. The blue luminescence on the scabbard gradually settled down. The very moment Munakata let go of the saber, it fell into his hand with weight heavier than it seemed to be. Nearly dropping it, Fushimi grabbed it with both hands.

This was nothing like Suoh’s all-or-nothing gamble: either be accepted and granted great power, or be rejected and burned in scorching flame which can be lethal. Munakata’s Installation was very calm and businesslike, progressing in pre-established harmony.

Green

According to Fushimi (A Desperate Game):

Hisui’s body glowed green, entwined in whips of electricity that burst with a crackling sound. The radiance elongated in what almost looked like cords, or maybe vines that a green plant sprouted, that spread wide within a moment and attached themselves to Fushimi’s body. The long thin tendrils of green light clung to Fushimi’s arms, temples, chest, linking him up to Hisui Nagare. The moment a weak electric shock, followed by characteristic numbness, ran across his body, the light disappeared.

Silver 

1. According to Kuroh (K The First Story, Chapter 15):

Kuro stared at his hand and gently took it and stood up. He felt the boy’s power flow from the connected hands. The boy and Kuro’s body glowed silver.

His body became lighter and he felt that he was protected by something warm and soft.

Encouraged by the softness and vitality that flowed from the depths of his body, which resembled the boy’s personality, Kuro put his strength in his hands.

2. According to Awashima (K The First Story, Chapter 14) [temporary installation]:

In front of Awashima, who was confused, the part where the boy’s skin and Awashima’s sword blade came into contact suddenly lit up with a silver glow. The light grew stronger and spread, and traveled the length of the sword to Awashima’s hands, wrapping her entire body in silver. It was as if she was being eroded by the boy’s power, and her voice screaming from her was about to leak out and she swallowed it hastily.

It felt like it was a balloon or something. The boy was pinching the blade of Awashima’s sword as if he were holding a row of balloons, and she was worried that if she let go of that hand, she would go up to heaven and could not return.

At the same time as the boy coughed, Awashima and the body of the boy hanging the Strain girl were each enveloped in a spherical light. It was a fairy tale scene that seemed to be inside a sparkling soap bubble, but Awashima was quite helpless as if she were a capsule toy.

3. According to Neko (K The First Story, Chapter 14) :

It was an image that was different from the surface power when Awashima temporarily synced with him earlier, removing the power in the main part of him and handing it over to Neko from where he touched her.

Silver light moves from the boy’s body to Neko’s body.

“Shiro… I’m glowing!”

Neko made a surprisingly playful voice. Unlike the boy, who was nervous about his first installation, her eyes weren’t scared. Seeing the boy’s light on her body, he was glad to make her eyes shine.

Neko’s illusions were weak on a grand scale. She was not only supposed to transmit the boy’s image and voice to everyone as auditory hallucinations, but she also had to carry the boy’s power along with the hallucinations.

Of course, this would be Neko’s first attempt. However, she believed that she should be able to do so now that she became a member of the boy’s clan and connected with him.

Colorless

According to Kuroh (K Side Black and White Part 1) [Not really an installation, but how activation Colorless power felt, because looks like Kuroh was in the brink of death on his installation] :

‘Focus’ he reminded himself. He could feel waves filling him up, all the way to his fingertips - a sensation he’d long since grown accustomed to, Four years ago, he’d only been able to faintly perceive it, but now he could clearly sense it. Putting it figuraticely, it was like there was an invisible pool at the base of his core, with little particles of light bubbling up from it. It felt a bit ticklish.....and so very warm.

For good reason : because at that very moment, he was connected to the very root of the Colorless King, Miwa Ichigen’s soul. He could feel Ichigen’s strongly shining vibrations resonating within himself - and it imbued in Kuroh’s boundless courage, cheering him.

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Of course, I can’t find for Gold and Gray. I will update this list if I have more information, for example if upcoming K:Side Purple gave us information about Colorless King installation.  Please tell me if anyone have more information about how other’s installation, especially Homra members and Jungle members, because I only found Fushimi’s p.o.v and he’s Blue biased in body and mind.  

#k project #fushimi saruhiko #Yatogami Kuroh #Awashima Seri #neko #Suoh Mikoto #Munakata Reisi #Hisui Nagare #Isana Yashiro #Miwa Ichigen #HOMRA #Scepter 4 #Jungle #White Rice Party #Colorless #important little note though #each of power feels different from one person to another person #like for Kuroh Silver power feels warm and soft #for Neko Silver power feels shining and made her full of power #and Awashima straight up dislikes it and feels helpless instead #on the other hand Fushimi's like #Red = high shock #Green = low shock #Blue = calm and harmony #Also it's kinda sad that Kuroh perceives both Colorless and Silver powers as a warm feeling #because his most powerless and lonely moment is when he was almost buried in the snow #almost died from starvation malnutrition hypothermia and pneumonia'

[rohansdisciple]

BRO KUROH WITH HIS HAIR DOWN IS DOING SOMETHING TO ME FR 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

anyways I literally finished half the series in one day 😍🤛🏾

and since I want to savor kuroh's beauty and not have a repeat of my noragami situation , I'm not gonna watch K for a while 😭✋🏾

I'll finish moriarty the patriot and then come back to K 😞🤞🏾

#k project #k #yashiro isana #kuroh yatogami #neko #mikoto suoh #anna kushina #aldof k weismann #ichigen miwa #colorless king #reisi munakata #fushimi saruhiko #misaki yata #seri awashima #hisui nagare #tenkei iwafune #daikaku kokujōji #anime #rohansdisciple

[evergreen-dryad]

Consider: Yatogami Kuroh

In K project (anime):

Conclusion: solemn, beautiful, a bit of a dweeb

In Gakuen K (manga spin off):

(Isana Yashiro’s attempted intervention)

i bust out laughing for at least 2 mins at this panel, bless the art shift

It fails. Yatogami Kuroh is a roaring M and unashamed of it.

#k project #gakuen k #yatogami kuroh #isana yashiro #miwa ichigen #ed rambles #so -- i've fallen into the k project fixating pit #CHECK OUT THE MANGA GAKUEN K THE AMOUNT OF TIMES IT MADE ME LAUGH #jfdjdjd talk to me about k dkk i can't find enough content about my favs the silver clan :')) #also THIS GUY ALSO SHARES A VA WITH SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS

[itsuki-minamy]

"MISSING KINGS" (Novel / Complete)

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

CONTENTS:

* Prologue: In Dresden * Chapter 1: Raid * Chapter 2: Recovery Operation * Chapter 3: Awakening * Epilogue: In the Schattenreich

The Dresden Slate, a mysterious relic found in Dresden, Germany during the war. The "Slate" brought to Japan after the war chose the seven kings of supernatural powers.

The "Silver King", a watcher with unchanging power.

The "Golden King" who controls destiny and brings prosperity.

The "Red King" who harbors a fiery flame of destruction.

The "Blue King", guardian of order and justice.

The "Green King" who plans to change the world.

The "Grey King" who protects the weak.

And the Joker "Colorless King" who knows what he will bring.

The "kings" led groups of people with supernatural powers who shared their own power, sometimes bringing people happiness, sometimes spreading terrible death and destruction, sometimes fighting, sometimes uniting, disappearing and being reborn.

In 2012, after the death of the "Colorless King" Ichigen Miwa, who worked as a mediator of "kings", the new "Colorless King" who appeared as a dangerous king of chaos, produced a battle involving the three kings, "Red King" "Blue King" and "Silver King".

As a result of that incident, known as the Gakuenjima Incident, the "Colorless King" was destroyed by the "Silver King" Isana Yashiro and the "Red King" Suoh Mikoto, but Isana Yashiro's whereabouts were unknown. Suoh was killed by Reisi Munakata, the "Blue King", just before his Sword of Damocles fell.

Yatogami Kuro and Neko, who became members of the clan of the "Silver King", known as the Immortal "King", believed in the survival of their king and continued to search for his whereabouts for almost a year.

In a world where multiple "Kings" have disappeared, a new gear of fate begins to turn.

#k #k missing kings #k project

[x0401x]

#k project #kprojectedit #allanimanga #shounenedit #dailyshouseinen #k #k beautiful pieces #isana yashiro #adolf k weismann #kushina anna #manga #torikai yasuyuki #kokujouji daikaku #miwa ichigen #habari jin #mangacaps #shounen #gohands #gora