Anime Josh の小説・ストーリー

Chapter 17 Josh had cleaned up really good. He had styled his hair into a messy bun with few fringes framing his face. He put his lenses off and wore his glasses. He straightened out his shirt and adjusted his cufflinks. He wore the perfume Bolt loved the most, on his collarbone, behind his earlobe and his nape. Just the way Bolt loved. He never compared Bolt to Marshall but he was realizing it eventually, how Bolt had memorized his body. He knew his soft spots, his ticklish areas. The muscles that would make Josh groan in pleasure.

I placed the bowl of soup back on the table with a bit more of a thud than was necessary. “Ah, you’re awake,” said Samson, walking back into the house carrying a lump of meat, and setting it down on the kitchen bench. “I could hear you arguing from outside.” Josh rolled back over to face Samson. “Thank you for helping me,” he said, looking around the room slowly. It seemed like it hurt him to turn his neck. “It wasn’t my idea,” Samson replied, and Josh wrinkled his brows. “His companion animal is a bear, he helped us,” I added. Josh looked even more confused. “I’ll explain all that later.”

"Josh, how are you?" Josh looked up at me with big, expressive hazel eyes that shimmered with curiosity. His soft brown curls were slightly tousled, giving him an effortlessly adorable look. He had the same serious expression Kyle often wore, but there was a warmth to it, a quiet intelligence beyond his young age. He was dressed in a neatly pressed white dress shirt, dark suspenders holding up a pair of tiny trousers, and polished shoes that gleamed under the party lights. He hesitated for a moment before offering a shy grin. "Good, Auntie Shawna." His voice was small but steady, polite in the way that suggested Eugene and Kyle had done well raising him.

Esther “We can’t let her train with us,” a clipped voice chimes in. “Josh!” Aiden turns to face the person I assume must be Josh. Josh is about 5’ 5”, very muscular, he is wearing shorts and his body is mapped with scars. He looks up at me with a scowl on his face. I don’t feel afraid of him, but despite his height, I realize how intimidating he could be to humans and other species. “She’s a fucking spy and a vampire. Why is everyone suddenly so welcoming?” He looks around the field, and I notice that training is on pause again.

Previously, Joshua was knocked out by Joniss and was trapped in the A****n. However, he still managed to escape the highly protected room, caught Joniss and escape. He even survived in the A****n. Anne then realised Joshua’s potential. Joshua only used a very short time to learn combat skill. If he had enough time, he would become the world’s number one combat master in just a matter of time. Locsin furrowed brow relaxed. She remembered the fearless look in Joshua’s eyes when she first met him. What was the scariest things about combat? A man who wasn’t afraid to die. Therefore, in that sense, Joshua was really terrifying

Axel's POV Josh sits alone, hunched over with his face buried in his hands. The moment he senses my presence, he looks up, revealing eyes red and puffy from crying. The raw pain etched on his face is unmistakable. "Josh," I call softly. He stands up slowly, and we meet halfway. Without a word, we embrace tightly. I can't find the right words to comfort him, but I feel his tense body relax slightly in my arms. He clings to me as if trying to convey a silent plea. I let him hold on, knowing he needs every ounce of support. After what feels like forever, he pulls away.

That's right, he was that person. Josh. Joshua Lim.

——- Inside the school, the hallways were lined with students whose faces were twisted into great, mocking looks of amusement, their eyes following Josh as he stumbled past. Josh felt the heat radiating off his body, but he completely forgot the cold sweat slicking his skin as the adrenaline took over. A sharp, jagged laugh escaped from his lips, a sound so wild and jagged it felt like he had just killed a person and was reveling in the chaos. Then he bumped into the dumbest person. Why did he always have to bump into trouble all the time? He was supposed to be perfect. Straight. He wasn't supposed to be the kind of person who expressed enough rage to earn fights and massive trouble.

I could be next. Josh suddenly lunged at Dr. Shawn, knocking him to the floor with a loud thud. Dr. Shawn winced, crying out in pain. “Who the—” “Don’t be cocky!” Josh’s roar drowned him out. “Don’t you dare say everyone’s dead like it means nothing!” His fist slammed into the floor. Then, again. And again. The sound echoed through the room until his knuckles bled, his fists trembling. His mask of bravado shattered as he finally collapsed, wailing uncontrollably.

I looked down the rows and finally found Josh's skinny ass putting his pants on. He still didn't have a shirt on. He had small muscles, not skin and bones, but nothing to boast about. He had a tattoo on his back I didn't notice before. It was of a crescent moon with a little wolf howling at it. I tapped his shoulder causing him instant irritation. Seems the locker room has him tense. "Fuck man, what now?" He turned, surprised to find me. I punched him straight in the jaw. "Stop starting shit when you don't know shit!" I eyed him harshly. There was now a group of boys surrounding this row. Josh eyed them all furiously before returning my gaze.