Aiko Arifureta Novels & Stories

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

He paid with some pieces of copper he had saved from long ago when he was still working in the mines. When Aki at last finished, she was carrying many bags of meat, fresh vegetables and fruits, eggs and cheese. She even had one lovely yukata robe fused with long, swinging sleeves called furisode, a cluster of pinkish-purple Arctic parraya, and a shamisen, which was a three-stringed musical instrument. Apparently, every shop owner plied her with their goods without asking for payment.

The wind surged again, harder, forcing Kael to brace himself. “Aria!” “I can’t!” she repeated. And then something inside her snapped. The pressure broke loose, surging outward in a violent burst. It hit Kael and threw him back several feet. The ground cracked open beneath her. Then everything went still. Not calm. Not quiet. Just forced silence. Aria dropped to her knees, her breath uneven, her hands trembling as she stared at them. “What did I just do…” she whispered. Kael pushed himself up slowly. This time, he didn’t rush to her.

However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler. The clashing elements within her are said to be the outcome of a terrible curse imposed by Sephtis the day he slept with Hera while disguised as Lev. Arie suffered from the clashing of the powers within her during her manifestation, causing her to become emotionally unstable and weak. She was tagged as the weakest goddess in Nirvana. My body trembled while reading this part of the translation. I was wondering if Ari was aware of this since she was the one who wrote it and she was almost done with the translation, according to her note in a separate journal.

"Oh! That's why you like showers too." "Yeah, I think," "What is it? Do you feel unwell?" . "... I--" He sneezed "I've caught a cold actually." Kurosava was sitting inside his cabin when he received the call. He picked it up and got the good news. "You found her?!" He sprung up from his chair while pressing his phone on his ears. "Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that"

Ngumiti siya sa akin. Isang matamis na ngiti ang aking naging sukli at tumuran, “Ako po si Aimi Allecxiannie.” Halata sa kaniyang mukha ang bahid ng pagkagulat. May sinabi pa s’ya ngunit sobrang hina nito kaya't hindi ko narinig. "Hija, maari ka bang bumalik dito bukas? May ipapakita lamang ako sa ‘yo..."

I surged to my feet, ducking a swing and driving my elbow into one guard’s throat, spinning to avoid another's net that crackled with binding runes. My pulse pounded like war drums as I fought, but they were too many, their formation too tight, their intent too clear. I stumbled back, heart slamming in my chest, and braced myself for the end— Then everything shifted. A flash of white steel blurred through the air, severing the incoming net with terrifying precision. Screams echoed as one guard crumpled, blood gushing from his throat, and another was disarmed before he could react. A whirlwind of movement followed—elegant, deadly, controlled. When the carnage cleared, Ariel stood in the cente

She said. Cai Kang turned to Kurai. “You know this girl?” “Not a damn clue.” Kurai replied then turned to her with his arms crossed. “Who the hell are you?” “My name is Aikyo Ayumi. It is nice to see you. I can’t stop but eavesdrop on your conversation but I believe that with the right person, she will be irreplaceable and even other girls would not change that.” “Um, okay. Not to be rude, but you are creepy as hell for even butting in about our love lives. Just because you are a pretty girl, that doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t punch your face.” He said.

Payback is a bitch called Aika Kurosaki. Jun wasn't ready for this argument, because there was no way that he was going to admit tho to the shark lady and the smug Iori ha he was a bad dancer. After all, he had a reputation to maintain as the playboy of the century. And it didn't look well for the image he was projecting to start tripping over his feet and humiliate himself like what had happened t him when he was having dance classes for the prom ball back when he was studying in America.

“By the way, I don’t think I caught your name.” “Ah! I’m Aiko Kuro.” As the parents continued to chat, Hina leaned over to Nozomi. “So, you followed your mother’s last name.” “… You really went out of your way to find out all you could about me, huh?” Nozomi pointed out blandly. “Well… You don’t tell anyone about yourself…” “Didn’t I tell you everything last night?” Nozomo raised an eyebrow. “I obviously meant before that.” “Nosy.”