Aizawa Bashing Ao3 Novels & Stories

Rei reread the document and a thought struck her. “Mr. Taizo, I’m confused about something.” Rei started. Mr. Taizo looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “The only time Ayane slept with someone was during your party back when she was still your assistant and even then, she couldn’t remember what happened that night. Is it possible that Ryuji… took advantage of her?” Rei asked. Mr. Taizo became alarmed but he knew his grandson.

It only got worse when Aoi died from illness. I loved Aoi so much that I became depressed when she was gone. If I wasn’t working in the shop, I’d drink my sadness away. I barely got any sleep. Crafting was merely a distraction for me and eventually, it led to my products not being good quality anymore. It was fine since there were other craftsmen there, until I kept getting angry and started shouting for no reason.

Aqua voice is kinda squeaked because she got surprised by Issei suddenly calling her. Issei - Apologize to Wiz. Now. He give her the deadly glare. Aqua doesn't waste any more words and just apologize towards Wiz while doing a perfect dogeza without caring about her dignity as a Goddess. (Not that she has one in the first place) Aqua - IM REALLY SORRY!!! Wiz finally pull her head out of Issei chest and hurriedly says Wiz - I-It's fine. I forgive you Aqua-sama! Issei then finally let it go, even though Wiz is still kinda meek but he won't try to change her personality.

Jourin attempts to schmooze her with whatever rich elites do, but Aya isn’t having it. “I’d rather fuck a Razek than you.” The veil of her hair is tucked behind her ear as she glares at him with that mix of sapphire and jade denoting how disgusted she is, and all I can think is, Yes! Finally, someone calls him out and knocks the sleaze down a peg.

The disk flies away piercing the bodies of four of them that they become unconscious. Aoi is crawling to Alfi’s body and starts doing something that I can’t write down here if I want this story to be public consumption. Dang, it. I can’t make the story longer than it should be. Well, just enjoy the censorship and imagine it with your own fetish already. ********************************************************************************* **********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

(Obviously) More Information: Notorious assassin, ninja, and the founder of Azoukawa Credo in Japan. No photos of her. "Is this all you get? Looks like you’re really getting rusty, huh? What happen to the Orcus I know?” I sigh looking at the piece of paper. He didn’t say anything. “It does, as you say, help a little.” I consoled.

Lian dragged the woman by her hair and push her onto the ground then sit at her stomach. “Let this grandma teach this bitchy child a lesson!” Then she starts slapping the face of the woman left and right. Aizen, on the other hand, who had supposedly gone to relieve himself, saw a wild chicken and chased it. Wild chicken is delicious, but it's difficult to find, so when he saw one, he didn't let it pass him by and immediately pursued it. It only take him 5 minutes to catch the chicken and walk back to were Lian is. He is sure that his wife will be happy when she saw what he found.

No one wants to take away their gaze, not even blink, these two seem don't want to lose to any other. As soon as the lights illuminate again, Aoi Akuma cracked up terrifyingly. Laugh echoed, giving off the sound of a demon laughing thunderously. As he stops, he sighed, “You got me, I thought my acting was flawless. I'm having fun living as Z with those Shibai but unfortunately, their story came to its end.” he said in blue. “But nevermind them. They were just extras. Here!” He then threw the small flower in his hand at Zitrey and dolefully saying, “A flower for our reunion. It's been 3 years since we've last met.”

“No. What I did here didn’t justify my inner desire. All of them are mere substitutes of Shadow. But yes, I want to be with her romantically.” Ryuzaki stopped, clamping his lips. The ghost of a frown marring his brow. Something started to make sense. Something clicked inside him. Amino wasn’t as clean as people assume. He killed far too many than saving them. He has his own libido and he has his own preference. Man, woman, kid, old, he didn’t care. He had one type, which was Shadow. So far, people that he had deflowered had one similarity.

With each passing minute, Shirashi found herself growing weaker, her movements slowing as Aika's relentless assault took its toll. The Narrator watched in horror as Aika pinned Shirashi to the ground, her hands wrapping around his wife's throat. He knew he should do something, but he was frozen in place, unable to move. Aika leaned in close, her breath hot against Shirashi's ear. "You're pathetic," she hissed. "You don't deserve a man like him." With a final twist of her hands, Aika snapped Shirashi's neck, leaving her lifeless body crumpled on the ground. The villagers erupted into cheers, their faces twisted into cruel smiles.