Chihiro Novels & Stories

Based on my estimation, this person was most likely Shingen from the Shinto Way…" Harvey picked up his antique glass and took a sip. "And then?"

“My lord, this footage online proves that this person named Alex Rockefeller is from America but there is no information about this person nor his entry details in our country’s border checkpoint.” A person at the side grunted. “Isn’t this nonsense? How could someone who could cause such a huge ruckus leave us inbound information? Americans are so cunning, how could they not think of this? Oshima-kun, your information is too generic.” The person who gave the report earlier was angry. “Ichiro Kuryo, how dare you?! You’ve no right to interfere when I’m reporting to the lord! Get out of my sight!” Ichiro Kuryo said, “I have a copy of the surveillance of Higurashi Shrine here, you can see some f

Then Redric smiled and said, "Excuse me, can I see Sh—" "Wow, so handsome. Are you an angel?" said Chika with a face that looked happy. She interrupted Redric's words. Then Chika stood on tiptoe to touch Redric's face. Redric was surprised. Redric's body slowly retreated to avoid Chika's disrespectful attitude. "I'm looking for Miss Shin. I want to meet her," said Redric explaining his arrival to the house. Chika's face suddenly turned irritated. His tone sounded harsh. "Oh, so you're one of the guys who often order Shin's body? Is that so?"

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

At least loosen your hold around my neck. “You must be Fuyukawa Hiromitsu-kun.” Kaori-nee’s mother greeted Hiro-san. “I have heard a lot about you. This is the first time that we are actually meeting though.” “Yes, Takahashi-san.” Hiro-san bowed his head respectfully. “I’m pleased to meet you. You can call me Hiro.” “Then, Hiro-kun.” She smiled and looked back at the other two children who were shyly hiding behind her. “Come on, you two. Greetings.”

Reminders: (surname 1st, name last) Yoshida Hachiro- drums Kurata Sosuke- guitar Tani Rinko- electric violin Fukuda Kagami- currently plays the role of vocalist. Honorifics: san-Mr/ Miss kun- semi/formal title for guys of same age as speaker In the end, Hachiro-kun had no power to do anything. Or rather when he came back from allegedly doing it his face was awkward and twisted.

Hibiki in a traditional kimono is hot. Of course, Mayu noticed my reaction and giggled as he bowed, greeting us. But when his head raised, our eyes locked, and he whispered my name. “Hey there, handsome.” I smiled. “What are you doing here?” he asked, glancing at Mayu and Hachiro. Hachiro had shifted to try and look more imposing when he realized Hibiki knew my name.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."