Class Pet Haikyuu Novels & Stories

It was still fresh in his mind, the first time he was brought to Yamamoto Group and met her. Akira Yuuto was an orphan, he was brought to Yamamoto Group and there he met Yamamoto Kaguya. Simple, rowdy and cute little monkey, that was his first impression of the Yamamoto Princess. Kaguya didn't have a haughty attitude, instead she was warm and bright just like the sun. It didn't take long for Yuuto who was five years older than her to fall in love with her. As if it was fate, Yuuto's eyes never left Kaguya.

Until… “Those guys… I’m going to get back at them someday.” Says Akihiko while laying down and facing the ceiling. Suddenly a small white object flies in front of him and sits on his face. “Hahah… I’m fine. It’s okay, Pei.” He says after getting the white object off his face. The white object was a mini-spirit. It was incapable of harming anyone and was not strong enough to touch anyone other than those who could see it and most of all it was one of his only friends.

replied Akira. I heard Akira's words make myself surprised, I think this guy is still making an issue with hairpins. Yes, who would have thought that the gift I wanted was taken by someone else. But I don't care about that gift. “Huh, never mind no more. I want you to play the game, I think it's a pet gift. I want one, can you ..... "I said not finished. Akira immediately went to the game, and he immediately bought some balls to get a pet.

She finds herself somehow drawn into a pet store, and right in the corner, past all of the cute puppies and kittens, she somehow picks the "overgrown husky" There begins the most beautiful relationship and she can't explain why she's so attached to this animal. It's the biggest most terrifying dog she's ever seen in her life, but to her it's nothing but a gentle giant. It's only a matter of time before a handsome stranger comes knocking on her doorstep, saying the most absurd things and her life is never the same. There's no running after that...she can never get away from this

“Do you want a head rub?” It was tempting, but Shoru was fine with her master giving her head rubs. So she politely decline by looking around. Yuta was mildly dejected, but he recovered very quickly. “Sorry. I think she still need time to adjust to new people.” Jai apologized. “It’s fine. Sakura and Rita were like that once too.” Yuta said. If Jai remembered correctly, those are the names for the pets. Sakura is that dragonfly while Rita is the baby bird beast that is friends with Ruta.

“What’s its name?” “Aki,” I said. “He’s a Havanese. He found Toby first.” The woman got down to her knees and reached out to stroke Aki’s head. “Thank you for finding Toby.” Aki stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail. He looked damn pleased. When she stood again, she said, “I’m Sakura. What’s your name?” Sakura? As in the Japanese Sakura? As in cherry blossom Sakura? I must admit the name fit her perfectly.

“Unless you’ve come to confess to sending a shadow beast into my manor, I don’t care what your mouths have to offer.” “We had nothing to do with that,” Selene said smoothly, stepping forward. Her silver eyes sparkled like moonlit blades. “As theatrical as that was, we would never send something so sloppy.” “You’re lying,” I hissed. “I’m ambitious, not stupid,” Selene replied. Akira Sōma stood a few paces behind, silent, arms folded over his dark robe, eyes glowing faintly blue beneath white bangs. He tilted his head. “He’s unstable,” Akira said quietly. “The transformation is nearing its peak.”

A large stream of blue light emerged from his solar plexus and extended upwards. The hippocamp bent its long, slender neck and lowered its head towards the blue Slayer. Sasha then held the creature’s head under the long snout and pressed his forehead against its own. From what she had seen of the technique earlier, Aki knew Sasha was now performing the Dobutsu to no Kaiwa Jutsu (Animal Communication Technique). He was sending images, impressions and even memories from his own mind into the animal’s. All blue Slayers could do this towards marine animals. The brown Slayers of the south had a similar technique towards land animals.

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”

"In exchange for the most luxurious life you can imagine, you would become my companion or, rather should I say PET." "Excuse me," she shot me a skeptical look, "your pet!? Need I remind you that I'm not an object you can keep locked in a room." "I never mentioned locking you up, but we can discuss arrangements if that's your preference," I retorted, a faint smirk playing on my lips. "Relax, that was a joke, Hon. You will stay here, follow my lead, refer to me as master, and enjoy the best life that money and power can provide," I said seductively, approaching her and cupping her face in my palm.