light-novel

My hobby is to make up these "false stories". The stories that I create impact the public in a completely different form... It's enjoyable when it proceeds just as I expect it to. - A-ya

...Yes... I am perfect. A perfect 'impostor'. B-ko

In this world, there are only 'things that seem like the truth' and 'things that seem like rumors - A-ya

For a while, my self-control and my power of reason quailed to uselessness.

There was no sudden twists or ups and downs, just stories of that person's everyday life. The theme was "growing old". There were no beautiful wo

A friendship where you're always trying to be considerate of the other person, always worrying about what they think, always responding to every single text, always seeking their approval and then finally connecting with them, isn't friendship at all.

Are you a terrorist? Or just an idiot?

I say we have no time for debate. Indeed, we have no need for it, since the decision has been made for us. We must fight. There is no other path!

She's not tsundere. She's just an unpleasant woman.

[Rinda] often worried how she might make the coward she saw [in Remus] into a brave warrior, and someday, a king -- a task which she felt was her responsibility. Rinda had not yet realized that sometimes courage is the same thing as folly and that sometimes a skepticism bordering on her blindness to her brother's strengths was a result of her own sensitivity.

A weapon is merely a weapon, nothing more. What matters is how you use it.

Frankly, if her face wasn't so cute, I would most certainly have been punching it.

Nothing is less trustworthy than a woman's tears.

I know I really shouldn't be complaining right now,

Um, are you writing one of those isekai (Another World) novels? What__ the title?_ Yuichi asked.Kanako: __m, the title is My Demon Lord is Too Cute to Kill and Now the World is in Danger!__uichi: "I can__ really imagine what that would entail..." Yuichi felt a little disappointed. He__ been hoping she might have written something a little cuter.

If you want to protect your pride, you don't need people to like you!

What the hell? Die in a fire, youth. Die in a fire.

Nobody's perfect. They are weak, with ugly hearts, and they quickly turn to jealousy. They try to knock others down. It's so odd . . . In the world we live in, the greater a person is, the more difficult his or her life becomes.