Atsumu Miya Novels & Stories

Uche had killed her. “Where am I?” She looked past the woman, towards the animal skin hanging on the wall. There were at least six of them, different skins from different animals. “We are in Ame. But far from the rest of the village. You don’t have to worry, only few people pass through this route in months. And given your history and status, I don’t think anyone is going to miss you, no offense” “None was taken,” Ejima said, as a sudden cold wrapped her. She was staring at the wizened woman now. Her accent was strange, and the shash hanging on her shoulders suggested that she was not from around here. Yet the woman seemed to know everything about her.

The Mihama District, or Mihamaku is set on a piece of reclaimed land overlooking Tokyo Bay, Mihama-ku is located with corporate headquarters and event spaces such as the Makuhari Messe, where international exhibitions and indoor sports take place. He chose Mihamaku, because the distance between Tokyo and Chiba was not too far, especially by shinkansen. He can also play his hobby of playing rugby as long as he manages his company here, he usually plays at the Zozo Marine Stadium, then relaxes at Makuhari Seaside Park. Enjoying the sunset with a glass of cocktail from his restaurant. Keiro Mizugawa, or Key junior, a successful businessman from Tokyo. He is the CEO of a top dairy company in Jap

The sky was overcast, and the air smelled faintly like spring rain and cold train tracks. Anthony had no meetings that day, so he insisted on showing me around. We stopped at the Meiji Shrine, where he tried to explain the history as if I hadn’t already read it online. We walked through Omotesandō, his voice a steady hum beside me as he pointed out shops and commented on architectural design. “Do you feel okay?” he asked more than once. “Do you want to rest? We can get something to eat.” We ducked into a restaurant in Roppongi for sushi, where he insisted the fish was flown in fresh every morning from Hokkaido and that, if I liked it, he could make arrangements for the fish to be flown to ou

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said Akira, smiling. "OK." Sumida River which is located not far from Asakusa station. Akira takes Lee Umji to one of the other best places to view autumn leaves. "Shall we ride that?" Lee Umji said, pointing to several boats or call it yakatabune, above the Sumida River. Akira nodded. "It was late afternoon. It wouldn't be nice to see the twilight from up there." Lee Umji smiled automatically at the thought of Akira's words. Her hand accepted Akira's hand towards the boat. The two of them were not alone, considering that the boat was quite large and could fit several people.

Unbeknownst to her, the man's lips slightly lifted. Her eyes landed on a large aquarium where a horde of white and purple half-moon betta fishes with their colorful fin rays fluttered inside. A tall cylindrical aquarium filled with corals and tiny electric jellyfish stand hugely next to it. Sumire quickly approach and bent her back, lifting her black-fitted dressed up, almost revealing her undergarment. Her mind was now occupied by the living fauna fluttering beautifully inside the aquarium. "I'd like to have one of this in my home!" She carelessly uttered that supposed to be in her mind. Mr. Aslanov can hear her loud and clear but he just remained silent on his swivel chair.

she said brightly, and he nodded. "We're going to Silvan tomorrow," Amaria said. " It's really suspicious, Silvan is a small town but very rich in soil, they said the rich soil was a blessing from the spirit king of nature 'Gaia' that's why they have the healthiest fruits, vegetables and rear the healthiest animals, it has the highest exportation rate over the years because all the kingdoms under Ashmael Empire request goods from them yearly, I should know because I'm from there." Teresa stated

Luna also explored the tranquil oasis of Meiji Shrine, surrounded by a serene forest that offered respite from the bustling city. To satisfy her culinary curiosity, Luna ventured into the lively Tsukiji Fish Market, where she witnessed the vibrant seafood trade and tasted the freshest sushi she had ever encountered. The combination of flavors and textures delighted her taste buds, and she savored each bite with appreciation. Luna also tried her hand at making sushi during a cooking class, learning the art of crafting the perfect roll from a skilled sushi master.

Alfi, Kartika, and Koji ride the black one, and Herman, Katon, and Varz ride the white one. “Atam, the next destination is Tirta Empul!” Koji exclaimed. “Understood!” Atam exclaimed. “Atam?” Alfi said in amazement. “His name is Atam because it’s black. (Let me explain, it’s a chicken (Ayam) and it’s black (Hitam), so Atam is Ayam Hitam (Black Chicken, or in my translating style, Black Cock))” Koji explained. “What a lame name,” Alfi said.