Chuuya X Atsushi Novels & Stories

Beautiful and kind-hearted, Chiyo-chan noticed that my great-grandfather's Yudofu stall was always empty, so she would buy 50 servings of yudofu from him each day, paying him enough to support his family. "Later, Chiyo-chan also gave him kombucha leaves and dried matsutake mushrooms she brought from her Oskia trip, and taught him to improve their family recipe. That's how this unique Matsutake Yudofu came to be." Tears welled up in Mr. Sato's eyes as he paused and sighed, "My great-grandfather always said that our family owes our lives to Chiyo-chan, that they probably wouldn't have survived that winter if not for her. After Chiyo-chan left Kyoto and never returned, he changed the shop's nam

Mathew didn't care anyway. "My secret." Philip said with a smile and they both laughed. "Anyway, this is Clara Hamilton, and Clara, this is Philip Cruz." Dr. Mathew said. "Nice to meet you," Clara said shaking hands with Philip. "And you too." Philip replied. "Ella es hermosa ¿no?" Dr. Matthew asked in Spanish because he knew that Clara couldn't understand it. In translation, he was asking Philip, if Clara was beautiful and Philip smiled. "You have a very good sense of humor, Dr. Mathew." Philip replied, determined not to let the old man's question get into his head. He didn't like cheating people so her had to answer in English so as avoid the question.

The light gleamed off of the worn-down furniture and the porcelain dishes. Tamashi noticed that his brother’s eyes gleamed in the sunlight. He also had dark blue eyes, but unlike Tamashi, he had dirty blonde hair. Tamashi smiled. “Yeah, I promise. I’m Tamashi, and I always will be. I’m going to find a way to get out of this mess.” Yasa smiled in reply. “Alright, lil bro, I’ll remember that promise. Have a great day!” —— The autumn breeze carried leaves through the streets as Charlie, Anna, and Tsuru approached the coffee shop.

VVVVV “Give me a shot” a woman said sliding onto the stool beside Takashi. The bartender turned and got to work. “I haven’t seen you around before. Who are you?” the woman asked like she couldn’t care less. Geiru did say to introduce himself. “Takashi Fujiwara”. He felt the change of atmosphere, like everyone stopped what they were doing, but he knew it was only in his head. “Any relation to Dai Fujiwara?” she asked looking interested.

In the center of the chamber stood an imposing figure – Master Dutachi. Master Dutachi was an elderly man with a long, flowing beard that reached almost to the floor. His eyes held the wisdom of ages, and he regarded Asher and Elira with a knowing smile. Without a word, he gestured for them to approach. Asher stepped forward and greeted the master with a respectful bow. "Master Dutachi, it's an honor to see you again." Master Dutachi's voice was like a gentle breeze rustling through leaves. "Ah, Asher, my dear boy. It's been too long." He then turned his attention to Elira. "And who is this young lady you've brought with you?"

She didn't understand why Ava Smith would ask such a question, but she still answered, "if I were you, I would choose friendship. Anyway, as long as the money is enough, I don't lack that." Chuyao, who had been well-off since she was a child, naturally didn't take wealth seriously. Compared to those unimportant numbers, what he cared more was friendship. Ava Smith nodded, as if she had suddenly thought of something. She looked different in an instant. "Chuyao, I'm not going to work today. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Chuyao was stunned. She didn't know what was wrong with Ava Smith. Normally, the Ava Smith she knew was a strong woman, let alone this kind of normal work tim

Akatsuki said to his friend with a sigh. "Have you talked to Leatrice? Aren't you flirting with her?" Shuji asked his friend if he didn't want to talk about the past. "Watashi mo anata ni tazunetadeshou, anata mo kanojo to hanashimashita ka? Watashi wa kanojo ni denwa shi tari renraku shi tari suru koto ga mattaku dekimasen, 'Watashi wa tōtatsu dekimasen' ga itsumo kikoemasu." Akatsuki told his friend he just took a breath and showed what he was doing to contact Lixue.

He just turned and left. “This server is really something else.” Xu Yi smiled with her lips pursed together. There were not a lot of people who could cause Ye Shaotang to feel deflated. “He’s also an interesting person.” Ye Shaotang signaled Xu Yi with his eyes, asking her to look at the snacks on the coffee table. Xu Yi looked over and saw that there were some Western snacks covered in cream. Plus, there was dark chocolate on every piece. Dark chocolate was Ye Shaotang’s most disliked food.

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”

once again Nishi almost rolls her eyes back of her then squeezes her eyes shut pressing her forehead with the tip of her finger. “Please try to recall it? It would be good and will help to find your friend faster.” officer Yamaga said “Oh I remember its Ryuu, Yuki Ryuu senpai” ** “Yuki Ryuu” Takeshi glares at the blond-haired tied in front of him with the tattoo all over his arms along with the one which is upon his chest. “Good name you got there I didnt know you were some rich fund kid, or I would have killed you right at the spot. Rather than going through all this process from kidnapping you that night and bringing you here” Takeshi rolls his eyes cracking his knuckles one after the othe