Baka Got A Weird Case Novels & Stories

Monica took a deep breath then turned his head toward a group of people. When everyone was stunned by Misaki's words and thinking that Monica was a super pervert, they suddenly gathered their attention toward Monica, who suddenly apologized toward them. "I am sorry for the trouble that has been caused by the tenants of Sakurasou, but not all the people who are living in this place are weirdos." Monica then showed a sad expression and pointed his finger at Misaki, who was on the second floor. "When she was a baby, her head hit the floor and caused her to be a bit wrong on her head, so I hope that there's no misunderstanding between us."

“Overpriced, overdesigned… It’s bound to collapse under its own excess.” He flipped open his notebook and quickly drafted a Pencil Case Market Risk Assessment Chart: | **Evaluation Criteria** | **Kobayashi's Case** | **Ordinary Case** | |---------------------------------|---------------------------|----------------------------| | **Functionality** | ★★★★★（Overkill） | ★★★☆☆（Balanced） | | **Durability** | ★★☆☆☆（Fragile） | ★★★★☆（Reliable） |

Bjorn I wake up with a start and look around the unfamiliar room. I’m hot, sweaty and breathless. My back where the mystery woman scratched me still burns. Across the darkened room, Magnus lets out a ragged breath, and I understand exactly how he feels. Sitting up, I look towards the center of the small roundhouse where the fire has died. I try to pull on the beast to start the fire, but he is not close. Shaking my head, I try again, but there is still no response.

I found the book under the sofa and held it up triumphantly. "Got it," I said. I turned too quickly standing up. My elbow caught the side of the bookcase. The small potted plant on the second shelf rocked dramatically, and I spent the next thirty seconds lunging to catch it, overcorrecting, and depositing a modest amount of soil onto the floor and my own socks. Julien watched this from across the room. "Are you alright?" he said. "Fine," I said. "Completely fine." I handed Lucas his book.

"You sit here, don't tire yourself out Baby! I will go and fetch them from the kitchen!" He offered like a worried husband he is, to which his mate nodded his head in agreement before moving towards the sofa. The Barberian Brutt Alpha helped his pregnant mate with a big baby bump to sit on the sofa carefully before heading back to the kitchen and coming back with a tray in his hand, which contained Damian's coffee and walnut flavoured, no sugar cupcakes.

“Perhaps you’re just too shy to tell me…” On the screen I suddenly jumped from my chair and stopped, no other person in sight, I grabbed my bag and ran off. Anser paused the screen and we all stared quietly. “How was that possible? She was right there with that fucking bat and hit my head” I turned around to show them the painful wound that had now formed at the back of my head. “See that? It’s all because of her.” “Bambina.” Caspian arched his brows. “That looks like an itch wound, not something you get from being hit by a baseball bat.”

Quetzal took out his phone, directly found the male lead in the manga, and brought it in front of Bucky: "Look, this is the manga I told you about. Do you think it's similar to the picture Alina drew for you?" Bucky lowered his head, his eyes swept over the phone in Quetzal's hand, and when he saw the face of the manga character above, he raised his eyebrows. But in just a moment, he regained his usual composure: "Not the same." After speaking, Bucky turned and walked into the house. "Hey, look again..." Before he could finish his sentence, Quetzal was hit in the nose by the wooden door. It was too much. Is Bucky still human?

Some seconds later, he takes a step back and drives his fingers through his brown hair. Anna was still amazed that she hadn’t even uttered a word, talk less of leaving the spot. Confusion covered her hazel eyes as she stares at the maniac in front of her. She considers him a maniac because he wasn’t acting normal around her. She knew he didn’t like her, but couldn’t understand the reason behind his recent gesture. Was he trying to flirt or what? “What was that?” she speaks up when she was finally able to put some words together.

Jace questioned, wrecking his brain with possible reasons. "I'm a laundry case. I seriously need a bath." I muttered, removing the smelly apron. "I think I can't even smell anything anymore. You blocked my nose." Janice commented. "Yeah, yeah. Now out both of you. I'm going to have a relaxing bath." "Ugh! Alright." Janice said as she hopped off my bed and left the room with Jace whose head was still stuck in solving my case. I waited for the steps to fade and then hurriedly picked up a suitcase under my bed.

I took a few more steps back, keeping one hand over my belly. “Baku what do you want?” I could hear the fear in my voice. I needed to get out of here. He smiled, but there was nothing cute about it. It was a sadistic cold smile. “Ashat has you well informed about me. Yes, I’m Baku, in the flesh. Thanks to the household of Kiyo, I am immortal. Those animals hunted me down like prey and killed me, but I’m not complaining, not anymore.” I moved my hand slowly to my back pocket for my phone. I needed to call Ash. “What do you want?”