Anime Spoon Novels & Stories

She glances over at me and nods before making her way to the back room. Packing up my laptop and patiently waiting for the waitress, I survey the room and stop on a little girl in the corner by her mom. Ironically, she has blood red hair the color of the soul eater's and on closer inspection I notice that she has black soulless eyes too. Are there more than one or is she merely changing form? I find myself wondering this and then the waitress strolls out of the back with a bag containing the items I asked for.

Albeit having to face that hellish month sooner or later, we Programming students at least were dismissed from class earlier than any other class, which gives me time to go home and well, watch some animes or mangas and do my shenanigans I loved to do. And my caramal pudding might also turn solid by now. “11 am.” I mumbled the time as I looked at my phone, a picture of an anime guy looking very cool with glowing blue eyes and shadow soldiers surrounding him decorated the background of my phone’s screen. At the ame time, I was actually partially ignoring Alphonso who started to talk about some 90s anime he watched, given that he’s a newbie in terms of animes. “And you know what, for the sake

Sophie asked her fake smile drawing wider which had a hiss almost slip. Sophie is one of Angela's friends we bumped into in the cafe we stopped by to grab a snack and I have to say, she's as irritating as the makeup she has on her face. She is a wolf too but from the southern pack. "Yes." "I have heard a lots about you, I'm sorry for not being able to make it to your wedding, I had--" I cut her off saving her the trouble of having to lie to me. "It's fine it was nice meeting you but it's been a long day for me I need" I paused sharing a look with Angela who seemed to have understood my situation.

I was stuck. A woman walked into the room wearing a clean white lab coat, a stark contrast to her black wings. Her face was stone, completely devoid of emotion. She approached the table with a container full of syringes and mostly empty vials. One contained a bright purple liquid. She retrieved that one first and filled a syringe half-way. “What's that?" I asked. She glanced at me, a small smirk creeping onto her lips. "Well, considering how much you liked torturing people using their own mind, we thought you deserved a taste of your own medicine."

*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.

"Did my little moon work up an appetite?" I just glared at him as I walk toward the kitchen hoping to at least find something to snack on, but when I get to the kitchen. I noticed some food on the table just waiting for us. It remined of a breakfast that I would see on a Japanese anime. It had a piece of smoke salmon, bowl of rice, bowl of tofu soup, pickle veggies and pieces of egg omelet. "Alex, whats this?" "What do you think it is my moon?" "But how, and when were you able to do this?"

I put a plate filled with meatballs and three bowls in the table. "these are different sauces made with herbs, one of them even has berries in it giving it a sweet taste. To be honest I didn't like it at all but Helena insisted that Ayumi would love them" Ayumi is the first one to reach for a serving and starts eating before i couldn't even finish speaking. Hiraku takes one too and his face changes inmediately "This would go great with some beer!" Everyone starts eating and talking to each other and I go get a small bowl for Mochi, who sits obediently next to Anne.