Akitoya Comic Novels & Stories

he nodded, offering me the folder. I smiled. Of course, Darius boasts about his brother. I truly love that about these boys. They are always supportive of each other and our granddaughter. The four of them are a great balance to each other. I opened the folder and nod with a smile as I looked at the manga-style drawings. It was apparently me, in my youth, wearing my black jumpsuit with red trim and my face hidden behind the white and red kitsune mask in some panels. It was beautiful even though it showed a story of blood and darkness.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

He says "She's super cool because she can practically brave all odds. Do you know anyone who could actually do that to themselves?" Caramel's eyes meet mine and we both mouth the same word, Chocolate, and it makes me smile while he blushes and says "Y-Yeah, but I think Megumi is cool too" Yeah, cool is the exact word he's supposed to use. Kai shrugs, now poking his fork at his food "Yeah. You know that stuff with his shadow thing? In the manga, he's like tier level. Totally Gojou Satoru" I scoff "As if"

Dan Kiyoto is responsible for research on vampires and is the person who manages the laboratory in Clemente's clan—Chief of Doctors and Scientists. “You've grown well, Akira.” Greeted by Elder Johans to Akira who was about to sit. Akira slightly smiles and nods her head. They were not on good terms at all, because of their first encounter in the past. “It has been a while, Elder Johans.” Akira greeted her and proceeded to her seat. She didn't intend to prolong her conversation with Elder Johans since aside from there being nothing to talk about, she was not also a person who sticks to people who don't like her.

But no one answered her. Then a handsome kid and the most charming among them appeared too and offered his hand like a well-mannered prince named Kaito, 8 years old. Mizu took his slender hand in giggled. "This seems fun." Kaito then escorts her towards the other side of the tree, where a blanket full of food is prepared, and with a proper view of the river and magnificent forest on the other side. There she saw Taishi a girl at 8 years old, who prepared her place with clean clothe to be seated. Itsuki and Riko 7 years old kids, the youngest among them and the cutest, male and female, who brought their favorite white hare teddies in them; excitedly put bread and drinks on her plate and glass

Hunter asked, and the two ignored him. "What are you reading exactly? Is it romance? Action?" Edgar inquired. Joel answered after a yawn. "Sport anime, Haikyuu. I finished it." Then he yawned again. Yawn is something contagious. Just seeing him yawning made Edgar and Hunter did the same. “A werewolf reading human’s sport anime, that’s very odd,” Edgar laughed. “It will be more funny if a werewolf is reading romantic story,” Hunter added. As soon as he said that, the person standing in front of the line dropped a book.

They both turned to where the voice came from. “Ichiya, I told you not to yell so loudly in public, it's rude.” “Sorry Keito, I'm just so excited.” The two males approached them. Ichiya was a 5'7 guy who loves playing basketball. He's known for being loud and outgoing. Most of all, he thinks of Takumi as an older brother, even though they're the same age, not to mention they're in the same class. He's one hell of a flirt but has terrible luck with the ladies. Yep, a hopeless romantic.

Alfi exclaimed punching Wira with his clones at the same time. Wira is managed to be defeated by Alfi. “Say my hello to Taye, I’m sorry for killing your precious best friend. Now, pay him a visit.” Alfi said. Alfi runs to Kartika and the others. They all seem fine. “Is everyone ok?” Alfi asked worrying. “Yes, they are. Someone just helped me before.” Kartika answered. “Yeah, he looks like a Samurai,” Koji added. “His hair is black and he wears a purple kimono,” Katon added.

*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.