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Marriage Game マリッジ・ゲーム osogo 2017 Vol 1-2 (7 days)

Hi i would to ask for help on re-uploading "Itoshii bokura" manga By Author: Aki Yukura if you have a copy, raws or anything i would be very happy and grateful, thank very much ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

Happy new year! It seems i was too late, may I request that you share the link of the voice set to me too? 🥹

Any chance for another reupload of this? 🥹🙏

Reupload please🙏🏻

Any chance for another reupload of this? 🥹🙏

Pls reupload again

thank you so much~!

Another one that I'm late for 😭 please reupload if it's okay 🥹🙏

I'm sooo late for this one but would you consider reuploading this one 🥹🙏

Awwwww ArigatouuuuuuuuHappy New Year

Thank you for sharing:)

Title: ビターライクライト / Bitter Like Light Author：那梧なゆた / Nago Nayuta Year：2019 This manga is a spin-off of Like a Sugar. LINK Please do not share outside this forum.

Sora barely had time to react before the space above Vanitas rippled and folded in on itself. One second there was only air, the next a dark, shimmering portal yawned open like a tear in the world. Cool energy washed over Sora’s skin, raising goosebumps along his arms as something small dropped out of it. When V handled him that tiny furry thing. He instinctively reached forward. The little fox landed against him with a soft, startled squeak, its weight lighter than he expected. Warm. Very warm. Snow-white fur brushed his hands, impossibly soft, traced through with glowing blue markings that pulsed faintly, almost like breathing light. Two fluffy tails flicked behind it as it scrambled, tiny paws gripping at his shirt. “Oh—hi there,” Sora murmured without thinking. The fox immediately went to work inspecting him as if he were the most fascinating thing it had ever encountered. Its nose pressed everywhere at once—his collarbone, his jaw, the side of his neck—before it climbed him with surprising confidence. Sora laughed softly, one hand hovering uncertainly near it, afraid the little creature would fall. Bright blue eyes stared back at him, intelligent and curious, before the fox chirped again and rubbed its head under his chin. Warmth bloomed in Sora’s chest, quick and unexpected. It wrapped its tails around his neck like a scarf, light but secure, settling there as if it had always belonged. Sora froze, then slowly relaxed when it didn’t move away. The fox’s fur tickled his skin, and he could feel its steady heartbeat through the contact. “Oh wow…” he whispered, eyes wide. “You’re… really friendly.” Vanitas’s voice cut in, amused and clearly pleased. “Told you.” Sora glanced toward him, still holding very still so he wouldn’t disturb the fox. “He’s beautiful,” he said honestly. “I’ve never seen anything like him.” Carefully, he lifted one finger and brushed it along the fox’s head. The creature leaned into the touch immediately, letting out a tiny, content sound that made Sora’s smile soften. He was painfully aware of Fang beside him—the steady presence at his side, the familiar warmth—but Sora didn’t look away from the fox. Instead, his thoughts raced ahead, practical and instinctive in a way that surprised even him. Diet. Habitat. Stress. Compatibility. The way the fox’s ears twitched at distant sounds suggested heightened awareness, not fear. Healthy. Alert. “You said his name was… Yoki?” Sora asked. Vanitas nodded. “That’s his kind. Names are… flexible.” Sora huffed a quiet laugh. “Figures.” He shifted slightly, testing his balance. Yoki adjusted immediately, tails tightening just enough to stay secure. That alone made something click into place in Sora’s mind. He looked down at his hands, then back at the fox. “If,” he began carefully, choosing his words, “if he stays… I’d want to take care of him right.” He smiled faintly at the fox, who blinked back at him. "Aside from being a supernatural creature is there anything special he'll need? Does he eat regular pet food or?" He had to ask cause he knew nothing about this. He also knew very little about foxes and had never seen a real one before. Sora glanced up, meeting Fang’s gaze. Fang looked pissed—his jaw tight, his expression hard—but there was something beneath the irritation that never quite crossed into outright anger. Sora could guess why. A pet wasn’t like a person; it demanded time, patience, and constant care. It was a responsibility that couldn’t be ignored or set aside when things got complicated. Still, after V had explained it all, Fang seemed to understand the appeal, even if he didn’t fully agree with it. Sora knew he would take good care of the small creature—he was certain of that—but the thought of Fang resenting the decision twisted uncomfortably in his chest. They had only just managed to patch things up, and even that had been rough around the edges. Now, though, Sora understood what lay beneath most of their problems. It wasn’t anger or pride—it was fear, and the weight of responsibility neither of them had ever really learned how to share. The fox shifted again, pressing closer to Sora’s neck, as if deciding the matter for all of them. Sora exhaled, a slow breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. He reached up, cupping Yoki gently so he wouldn’t slip. “…I've never had a pet before,” he said quietly, “but I belive I can take good care of him.. but not if you are against it. Your opinion matters to me too." Sora looked at Fang, not trying to push him, cause heaven knew, he'd pushed Fang’s state of mind so far today.

We can't download it, it's too heavy T_T