Novel & Cerita Akura Ou

My cheeks flushed at the thought of someone watching me. "This should help for now." Carla's voice startled me and she looked at where my gaze was before looking down at me. I looked at her hands to find her holding a washcloth and a small bottle of oil. "This is for your wound." She announced, shaking the bottle of oil. She giggled when she saw the sceptical look on my face. "Don't worry, it's safe. You aren't the first girl to be whipped." Her smile warmed my heart and I felt the need to introduce myself. "I'm Akira."

She asked quizzically; wondering at the semi liquid brown cream in the flask. "Well this is uhm,....called Pap I can't remember where it's made from but in my country, it's locally called 'Ogi' among the Yorubas and 'Akamu' among the ibos...." She loved the way he calmly explained. "Here..." He handed her a plate of light brown bean cakes. "Akara, it's goes well with it." She didn't hesitate in picking one to her mouth but his eyes shot up instantly. "They can be quite spicy!" He exclaimed but too late,she felt the hot substance burn her taste buds!. She burst into gentle laughter while he reacted confused. "I just wanted you to try something different. I'm sorry." He stated in an apologetic

"Ka-" "It's Karaage." I stop standing on my toes and turn my head to look who says that, and it's Takeshi. He smiles at me as he shows his right palm, "Hi, we meet again." I slightly bow my head and smile at him awkwardly. "Are you hungry? I can treat you, that's is a Japanese street food that I love. It's made of thin slices of chicken, breaded and deep-fried." He pauses as he looks forward. He stands on his toe and checks the line. He looks back at me, "This is newly open stores, and a lot are buying."

She mischievously wanted to see how Kenji would handle it. "There is something I want," said Akiko. "What is it?" Kenji quickly responded. "Mochi from Nakatanidou." Akiko mentioned the hardest-to-get food she could remember. "Nara?" Kenji confirmed. Nara is the prefecture in which Nakatanidou is located. It's about four hundred kilometers away from Tokyo. Farther than Sendai's coast before. "Yes." Akiko nodded, holding back a smile as she saw Kenji thinking. "Okay. I'll buy it. Maybe tomorrow..."

she inquired, genuinely eager to learn more about this influential figure in Luna’s life. Luna’s expression shifted, the sorrow of loss giving way to a palpable respect as her voice took on a tone filled with reverence. "Akira was an extraordinary werewolf, a fierce fighter and an unyielding protector," she explained, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "She taught me everything I know about our kind—the ways to harness my abilities, the importance of embracing my identity, and how to stand strong in the face of adversity." As Luna recounted her memories of Akira, Aria felt a deep sense of admiration taking root in her heart. "She sounds incredible," Aria said, her tail flicking with enthusi

They caught sight of her familiar beige gown in a small clearing deep in the woods, where she was lying, staring straight up at the sky with her arms spread wide. The two immediately kneeled beside her, worried. Phaedra frowns and greets her by tightly gripping her arm, she says, “Are you injured anywhere? Where does it hurt?” “Did you fight the plague? What were all those lights?” Akira remained staring at the night sky, particularly the Moon, until a small smile danced on her lips. She mentally gave herself a reassuring pat on the back, feeling satisfied of herself. Her crystal eyes glistened with pride, relishing the savory aftertaste of newfound strength.

So he just hears about it from Hikari. Akaru walked around the town to find something, then he meets with Ageru. Ageru asks Akaru " what are you doing here? Isn't you always often come out? There is no reason for you to go outside right?" Akaru looked down when he heard that. He asks Ageru "Then, why are you here? Date?" Ageru shook her head. She says to Akaru that she just got something to do there. Suddenly Akaru asks her a very weird question.

But for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out when and where. “Well, I suppose I shan’t need looking after,” Akira said. “And I might have to hurry before Tachibana-sama gets upset with me being late for his show.” She turned to her aunty and gave her a tight hug. “I will see you after the show, Oba-chan.” “Do your best, Akira-chan,” Haruka said softly. “Yes,” Akira replied. Then she turned to the brothers. “Nice to meet you all.” She bowed at them, to which the brothers nodded back. Then she elegantly sailed away.

He is not well- versed in these kinds of things, he usually just ignores it and stores it in a jar inside his head, and when it needs to be let out, he just goes to the firing range and there he pours everything out. “Well, at least the scenery takes my mind off of some things. That is the nearest thing to not having emotions,” Auria mumbled out. Still, Azrick heard what she said, he tried to think of something to say to somehow ease what Auria from what she was feeling, but he could not think of anything else. “I am here! Here’s your ice cream!” Suddenly, Jack came into the picture, holding an ice cream cone and two ice cream cups. “Sorry for the wait, the line was so long,” Jack said.

Chapter 20 - Confession 'Akira is like cherry blossoms on a spring day. She blooms beautifully and eye-catching, which captures my heart. A bright sun gives me warmth after a cold winter; she is like a breeze on the seaside that embraces me wherever I go. She touches me, kisses me, soothing my senses.' – those shallow words popped up in my head that I've never said.