Aiya! Something strange is beginning to happen! This must surely be the end of the world!
A man silently eats his Ramen Takamichi. What the hell does that even mean?
They say, bigger the blander, but that's not necesarily true in actuality.
It's great to go back to being a kid again and having fun. Although, I can have fun without going back to being a kid, too.
There's a bastard who gets all happy with secrets, then reveals them, and it really pisses me off. Chiu-Chiu is going to get ang
Natsumi, family will always be the home run king of bonds. Don't you agree? I don't understand what you mean at all, Chizuru.
Yesterday's foe is today's friend. Good enough friends to have fights. No doesn't always mean no.
The class is growing disquiet at the unexpected turn of events. So they're getting louder? 15 points.
Frankly speaking, in the face of magic, scientific theory might as well be nonexistent
Rather than a question of you being the enemy, the issue is really whether or not you are a nuisance to the Master.
After much quibbling, in the end all it comes down to is how you feel.
Huh, so the Baron is a kind of rose. I thought it was a kind of potato.
Professor Negi went behind my back?! I shall never condone such a thing!
You hide the 'heart' with a 'sword' and read it as ninja. It is a little different than how you write 'serious' and read it as '
Negima!? Summer OVA
Um, I think there are some good things about not being seen, but I do think there are times when it's better to be seen.
Security deposits and key fees are expensive in Tokyo. Wait, that's not what the probationary contract's about!
Negima! Spring OVA
Teacher... It's my first time...
Oh-ho, so that's how a probationary contract card is used.
No way! That's what you do for a probationary contract?!
What! 31 students right off the bat?!
Non mihi, non tibi, sed nobis
Mors certa, hora incerta.
Et arma et verba vulnerant
Difficile est tristi fingere mente jocum
Nisi credideritis, non intelligetis
Tamdiu discendum est, quamdiu vivas
Te capium, cunicule sceleste!
Omnes una manet nox
Fallaces sunt rerum species
A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi