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Hello everyone,

There’s something important I want to share with you, but before that, I want to sincerely thank all of you for supporting and following me until now.

I’ve decided to change the direction of this website. Until now, it has been a translation-focused site, but I will be transforming it into a raw light novel distribution site (PDF and EPUB). This wasn’t an easy decision for me.

The reason is simple: my daily life has become much busier due to my final-year studies, and beyond that, I have personal goals and plans for my future that I need to focus on. This website has been a huge part of my life—something that brought me a lot of happiness, but also a fair amount of pressure and sadness at times.

Because of this change, I will no longer be uploading new translations, except for a few projects that are already close to completion.

Once again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for staying with me until the end. Your support has meant more to me than I can put into words. 

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