Novel & Cerita Aoi Asahina Danganronpa

I purred, “Taking care of her, attending to her every need. I'm sure you must feel relieved, you won't have to worry about Saki anymore. Asai will be there for her for the rest of their lives.” Kao’s grip on his wine glass was white knuckled. He turned to me with murder in his eyes. “What. Are. You. Doing?” “Me?” I reared back, blinking guilelessly. “I'm only making polite conversation.” A chair scraped against the floor as Asai got up. “Sorry,” he said, “I…I need some fresh air.” And then he was gone. Kao was out of his seat in less than a second. I blinked up at him, “Do you need some fresh air too?”

"Let's continue our conversation from where we left off last time. See this remote control? An unpleasant answer could make my hand slip and hit a button. Then you'll be falling from a very high place. So let us be careful. Okay?" He said this while feigning a soft voice, full of gentleness and warmth. Asia's body visibly shook, almost to the point of convulsing, but it was dark, and Kamman didn't really notice it. "Who are you?" Kamman started off simply. "I'm..." Asia wanted to reply, but his air was limited, struggling to keep him conscious, so he could hardly let out complete sentences. "Who is Dian Aoki to you?" Kamman went on, rambling and jumping through questions like he was afraid o

she whispered, and her voice broke open like a mother whose last hope had been carved out while she breathed. Maelor’s shadow turned slowly, smiling at her as if she had arrived exactly when the ceremony required another wound. “Carrier,” he said, and the word made Ashina flinch as though the floor had struck her. (Daciana POV) Ashina’s arrival tore through the nursery like blood thrown into still water, and every protected child turned toward the smoke above us. Liora gripped the cradle's edge, silver eyes widening with a terror that did not belong only to the child before me.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Ashina poured some drink on her glass cup and pour for his own before playing a music from her phone and dancing to the tone of it. "Let's get to work Ashina. I really don't understand why you're putting on this act" Carson pouted out on sensing that something is about to go wrong if he follows her plans .