Akihiko Kaji Novels & Stories

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

Instead, the ache between her thighs demanded something far more primal. The wooden door to the private garden slid open. Kenji entered — a 6’10” Black Japanese security specialist with a powerfully built frame honed by years of elite training. His dark skin glistened under the moonlight as he approached the edge of the onsen. Aiko rose slowly from the water, droplets cascading down her curves. “No gentleness tonight,” she whispered, voice already trembling with anticipation.

Tokyo, Japan – The Crimson Lotus Hidden Headquarters Renjiro Takahashi sat motionless on his cold throne, his lifeless eyes staring at the wall in front of him. In his hand, a small glass of sake, gripped tightly—but he didn’t even bother to take a sip. It had been six years since his son was murdered before his very eyes. Six years since he lost everything that mattered. Kei Takahashi had been his one true heir—the only hope for The Crimson Lotus. And Antonio had taken him away without hesitation, without mercy.

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

I had no idea how she was able to instantly figure things out. “We can find his address by sorting out the engagement invitation cards. I heard each invitation had a pair. One was sent as an invite, and the other was preserved in the storeroom.” “Seriously?? But how do we get to the storeroom? You know we don’t have access to the mansion.” “Jac can be of help.” “Jac?…. What’s that?” My forehead furrowed as my eyes narrowed. “My friend. He is one of the warriors,” she giggled hard. I noticed how her cheeks heated up. They went red in a flash.

"I am, at the service of your mercy, Bunji Akagawa, a Aiso nobleman, and luck has given me and sent by me my merciful lord, Grand Duke Kimitake Hiraoka, royal judge, to his noble cousin Yoko Zaizen greetings and gifts." "Look, look! Thank him, thank you," Yoko accepted, smiling. "That's how my dear cousin remembers me fondly. It was for his soul. Sit down, Mr. Akagawa; throw away your raincoat and hat. I see you are tired from a long journey." The newcomer did as the lady told him, then spoke: "First of all, my almighty master ordered me to inform your grace that his heart ached when his dear cousin, Mr. Kimitake Zaizen , a valuable friend of yours, was abducted by his death."

“No… Just no! Why is it just another licker? I mean it was on the ceiling but not like that.” “Then how?” “How?” “Hm… How should I put it?” Akihiko thinks really hard to himself and then a voice comes from, “It was probably a ‘Tenjokudari’ (Ceiling-hanger).” Akihiko suddenly speaks as if something had clicked and says- “Yes! Exactly something like that!” and sees Ayame walking from behind him. “Eh?” “Surprised that I followed you?”

Lucas answered, and I raised my eyebrows as my curiosity spiked. “Really? I should see him then. Can you please get this glass of water to Jessica? She needs it urgently. And please tell her I’ll be there soon.” I said to him, and he nodded. I hastily headed out of the kitchen and walked to my office. Approaching the door, I saw Jarius standing at the door, next to my guards. “Jarius,” I called and he raised his head. When he saw me, he stood upright and bowed. “Good day, Alpha Kilhan.” He greeted me.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that