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Under The Oak Tree Light Novel

Beneath The Maple Tree

Igarashi Hikaru, a dog-human with fluffy white hair and sunset like orange eyes, has always been sickly and overprotected by his loving family. In his past life, he passed away at just five years old, never knowing what it was like to be truly loved. In this new life, however, his family adores him, and at 18, he was finally free from his illness, though still fragile. Eager to experience the world beyond the safety of his home, Hikaru is sent to an expensive high school, unaware that his family is wealthy and that the outside world can be much more complicated than he realizes. At school, Hikaru meets Higan, a lion-human with vibrant red eyes, medium-length blue hair with slight messy appearance with visible strands, in the back a small and stubby ponytail. Though Higan is known as the school’s bully, Hikaru has no idea about his reputation. He’s simply surprised by how kind Higan is to him... He wonders why Higan seems to care about him, but his innocent nature prevents him from understanding that this kindness is unusual. What Hikaru doesn’t know is that Higan is slowly becoming obsessed with him. Higan, too, is confused by his feelings, unable to recognize the intensity of his growing affection for Hikaru. As Hikaru tries to navigate school life, he remains blissfully unaware of Higan’s true nature and the danger lurking in his growing attachment. Hikaru, with his pure heart and innocent outlook, doesn’t realize that Higan’s feelings may soon become more than he can handle. Caught in a web of confusion and affection~!
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The Light Between Shadows

The air was thick with smoke and the scent of blood, heavy enough to choke her as she clung to the shadows. She’d grown up within these walls, the stone corridors of her family’s stronghold, where she’d always been the quiet one, the unassuming Luminary, watching her kin wield their power over the wolves below with an iron fist. Tonight, the fortress shook under the force of rebellion. A war-cry echoed nearby, and she shivered, feeling the ground tremble as wolves overthrew the guards in waves, the very magic that had once bound them broken. The legends always said that the Luminaries were untouchable, but here they were—falling, one by one, as the stronghold became a grave. She ducked into an alcove, her back pressed against the cold stone, heart racing as her mind fought to make sense of the chaos. The Luminaries’ rule was absolute; they controlled everything and everyone with invisible threads of power. They were feared, revered—and yet, she knew what had been done in her family’s name. The iron discipline, the cold cruelty that had been deemed necessary, even just. But now, face to face with what that cruelty had cost, she felt a hollowness settle in her chest. A shadow appeared at the end of the hall. She stiffened, recognizing him immediately. He was the one from the old stories, the one who had somehow resisted the Luminaries’ control, a man of a bloodline immune to her family’s magic. His eyes, dark as midnight, swept the corridor before falling on her. In that moment, every instinct told her to run, but her body wouldn’t move, caught between dread and a strange sense of fate. He stopped before her, and his gaze bored into her, assessing, calculating. “So,” he said finally, voice cold. “This is where they hid the last of you.” She swallowed, lifting her chin. “I… I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Didn’t you?” His words were sharp, cutting through the chaos. “How convenient. That’s what they all say when they’re caught.” The accusation stung, but she kept her gaze steady. “Not everyone deserves to die.” His lips curled in a bitter smile. “Spoken like a true Luminary. Even now, you cling to the lies they fed you.” The weight of his anger was palpable, filling the air around them. She could feel his fury like a storm, a hatred so raw it burned her. And yet, as he glared at her, she saw a flicker of hesitation, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. She didn’t know that, in her softness, she held a power she didn’t understand—a quiet magic, subtle but unyielding, that drew him in against his will. He closed the distance between them, his hand gripping her arm firmly. “The others will die,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “But you, you’re coming with me. You’re too dangerous to be left alive, but maybe you’re just valuable enough to be kept breathing.” Her heart hammered, the weight of his words settling over her as he pulled her forward, binding her fate to his, a captive of the very rebellion that had destroyed her family.
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