Budo X Ayano Novels & Stories

There were quite a number of ink paintings on the walls, in which people practicing Rake Fist inside them. Finally, his gaze landed on Annalise. At the same time, Annalise also looked at him with a shocked expression on her face, but she didn’t say anything. “I did it.” Azure said blandly, “Well. This person really is from Budweiser Martial Arts Center, isn’t he?”

Looking at the four people in the room, Aino quickly made a decision. She rushed toward that old man on the bed, she did not even take off her shoes when she climbed onto the bed and sat on the old man. Before anyone could react, Aino’s little claws went straight for Old Master Ford’s nose. Her nails were quite sharp, and Henry felt his nose hurt as it was being pulled. “You Stinky Bums! If any of you dare to touch my mother, I will beat this naughty old man! I will pull off his nose and make him an ugly monster! Ah!” At that moment, Aino was like an undefeatable little warrior, incomparably fierce.

“Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

“Of course, it is. Every battle no matter how big or small is a battle if it involves your life. Since it’s going to be his first it’s gonna be the toughest one based on who his opponent is.” Ayame looks at Akihiko’s derpy sleeping face and says- “Well, I think I should prepare something just in case the unexpected happens.” “Like what?” ask Yasuhiro and Seirei in unison. “I don’t know. Maybe a knife will do.” “Yeah. Maybe it would if you could use your prana.” “Is it something like aura?” “Close but not really.” “Care to explain it? Ritsu-san?” “Not yet… But your boyfriend here managed to touch the surface of prana in his body in a mere 6 hours.”

When another man walked closer, she recognized him instantly. Itsuo? It is Itsuo. He's one of Miyu's bodyguards. Does that mean she's behind all of this? Ayane kept her words to herself, fearing that they might kill her if they knew she knew about his identity. Without a word of warning, Itsuo swung a bat at Ayane and it hit her on her shoulder. She felt as if her bones have shattered from the impact. She cried out but no one could hear her. "W-why…?" She muttered with tears in her eyes. She collapsed on the floor, bloody and bruised.

***mature content*** Aayana's POV - I am resting my head on Iru's shoulder. She is wrapping her arms around me. I gently place my left hand on her right boob. "Baby, I want to give you something. May I? " I am looking at her neck.

Just as Nana was about to suggest calling off the charade, a new face appeared at the edge of the dais. Ayra, a young woman from a minor pack with hair the color of burnished copper, stood there, her head bowed in demure respect. Unlike the other girls, her dress was simple yet elegant, devoid of ostentatious jewelry. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were downcast, a stark contrast to her usual fiery spirit. Nana recognized her instantly. Ayra was known for her gentle nature and unwavering loyalty – qualities that were sorely lacking in the other candidates.

Lauren "I am Lauren and I am here to challenge you to a gym battle" Koga "Hmm, My name is Koga and I am the gym leader of the Fuchsia gym and I accept your challenge" Aya who was in daze came running inside and saw that her brother had excepted the challenge she just shook her head and proceeded to do her job.

Scott The sitting room was suffocating, every second louder than the last. My fists curled tight, knuckles aching as I slammed my palm against the arm of the couch. “You have to find them!” I roared, my voice rattling through the walls. Ayana flinched but quickly dropped to her knees, her fingers grazing the floor as she whispered incantations, sparks of silver light flickering between her hands. Her forehead beaded with sweat, her lips moving faster, but after a long moment she exhaled sharply and the glow faded.