Asian Honorific Novels & Stories

It was hard to get a reaction out of him and he definitely didn’t approve of any of this. It took only ten minutes for the guests of honor to arrive. I took my place beside Ariel again and relaxed. Three men joined us. Their faces were masks of fury. I crossed my legs and greeted them, “Gentlemen.” They bowed the traditional Japanese greetings by bowing, almost folding their bodies at the waist. “Can you please explain to me what is the meaning of this, Ezra Sama? I thought that we had an understanding.” He eyed his organization heir, checking him for injuries. I stood and glared at him.

A note on Japanese honorifics and family members' words used in the story starting from this point onward. Japanese Honorifics -San: Derived from sama, is the most commonplace honorific, and is a title of respect typically used between equals of any age. E.g. Sebastian-san. -Sama: Is a markedly more respectful version of san and can be used for any gender. It is used mainly to refer to people much higher in rank than oneself. E.g. Oka-sama (mother).

"Alois, you can tell me if this mutt-head bullies you." "Big boss isn't bullying me," Alois replied with an innocent smile. "She is just being friendly." "What's with this kind of honorifics?" The corners of Garaine's lips were curved downwards, making a face, as she glanced at the young man before averting her gaze to her best friend. "Big boss told me to address her as big boss and you as boss," Alois replied.

It just doesn't feel okay. "Jun-nii." Jeremy called out, standing up from his chair. Roy scowled at Jeremy's behavior but kept quiet and watched. "Jeremy chan." Jun escaped from Monroe's grip and stepped towards Jeremy with a smile. Side by side, Jeremy and Jun looked like a pair of unrelated siblings in harmony. "You guys use honorifics already?" Sasha chimed in, intently interested in Jun. Jeremy nodded. "Yes. We follow each other in Reindeer."

“We’ve arranged everything as per your request. If you need anything — anything at all — please don’t hesitate to call.” Baekhoon nods once, firm and cool, but I can see the subtle shift in his eyes. He’s used to this kind of treatment, as if the world bends slightly in his favor. “Thank you,” I said quickly, bowing a little. The manager blinks — surprised, maybe not expecting me to speak at all — then offers a wider smile. “It’s our honor, Madam.” That word again. Madam. It feels heavy in my ears, as though it doesn’t quite belong to me yet.

A young man wore neat clothes and stood idle beside the head steward and the taijian. “Who are you?” Li Xi Shi’s question stopped the conversation between head steward and personal taijian. Both senior servants of the house turned their focus to the young man next to them. The young man bowed his head deeply towards Li Xi Shi. Instead of kneeling down, he lifted back up his head and tried his best to reply to Li Xi Shi’s question. “My name is Ah Ke, furen.” “Why did you not give proper respect toward gongzhu?!” Dai Mao mama stepped forward. Her intonation made Ah Ke awkwardly kneeled in confusion.

Try to eat and then sleep. A Chinese girl placed the tray on the table and bowed her head respectfully. “Thanks, Ah,” said the supervisor. The girl smiled and left without making a sound. — What did you call the girl?! Diana asked, intrigued. — "Ah". Most servant girls or maids are called "'Ah". It's kind of a title. In Cantonese there is no word for this, the closest term is " Gung-yan " but they find it offensive. "Ah" is a kinder way of referring to them. The supervisor smiled and patted Diana on the arm. - With time you get used to it and you won't find it so strange anymore. I know you'll do well here, I can feel it. Forget Dr. Jonathan. I know him well. This is just a facade.

modest and polite as she lowers her head and bows at Grandfather Yang. “Oh please, call me Grandfather Yang! No need for politeness, we lived in a new era! It’s great to see you kids respect your elders, but that made me feel like a thousand years old!” “Grandfather Yang, I am sorry I had not borne you any gifts today, for sure tomorrow I shall bring you some gifts as an apology.” “Nonsense, child! Your aunt came today bearing plenty of gifts! I feel ashamed to receive any more.” Tong Yue-Yan was happy to hear her aunt had brought gifts to Grandfather Yang. She thought to herself, “Yes! Thank you, auntie, I won’t forget to thank you later!”

And Maru has already quite noted this person even before they stood face to face and this close with each other. "Maru. You can call me Maru, Mr. Eleasar." Maru smiled at the overly intelligent and courageous man of power. The people around this mortal realm seemed to like to be addressed with Mister as a form of respect. He did only copy their customs and Maru was beginning to acclimate to the culture of the land. "This lowly man would never wish to say those sacrilegious words before you, Exalted One. Please let me honor you with my humble words!” Max rose once more and bowed lower than the first one he did.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Will you do me the honor by having dinner with me your majesty?” he murmured. I giggled at his professional tone. I never understood why Jo-Haanians calls all their royal members as majesty or highness without any distinction between women or men. They use any word they prefer. Strange.