Courtroom Anime Novels & Stories

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

He pulls me into a hug. "I love you." "I love you too." Haruto appears with coffee. Julian with a suit. "Today," Haruto says, "we fight." "Today," Julian says, "we win." Marcus stands. "Let's go." --- MARCUS The courtroom is cold. Wood benches. High ceilings. A judge in black robes. My mother sits across the aisle. Her lawyers beside her. Her face is pale. "Mr. Whitmore." The judge's voice is tired. "Are you ready to proceed?"

The brass bell above the courtroom door chimed twice. "That's us," Ajayi muttered, turning the brass handle. "Remember. Do not react to anything they say. Just look professional." I took a deep breath, puffed out my chest, and pushed open the heavy mahogany door. The courtroom was vast, vaulted, and formal. Rows of wooden pews stretched back toward the double doors, populated by a few junior associates, court reporters, and spectators. Up front, at the defense table on the right, were two empty leather chairs waiting for us.

Damon angrily walked into the courtroom. ★★★★★ There was total silence in the courtroom, They were all seated and was patiently waiting for the judge to arrive. Damon and one of the two men sitting next to him were glaring at Hills and his lawyer, Damon must be feeling intimidated and since he got into.the court room, Regina noticed how angry he looked. "Why are we the only witnesses in the court today?" Daphne whispered in Regina's ear. Regina did a quick scan and realized she's right, it's just them(Hills, Colin, Daphne, Mirabelle, Hills and I), the judge and lawyers from both parties that are here.

“I’ll be with you all day,” William said as he gently reached for Evelyn’s cold hand. Her breath was deep, her fingers trembling slightly as she held the brown folder containing her mother’s inheritance documents. The sky over Tokyo was overcast that morning—almost as if it sensed that today would reopen wounds long buried. --- The courtroom was packed. Media from various countries filled the rows at the back. At the front, the international judge sat with a neutral expression, observing the parties present.

Lucien's eyes change to bright blue and he begins glowing as he moves, throwing everyone he can get out of the courtroom! His body is emitting blue lightning flashes at how fast he is going and even his afterimages are invisible! SPLASH! TA! TA! KA! KRA KA! BANG! BOOM! As the bombs detonate and gunshots are fired, things are scattered, shattering everywhere. The courtroom is in a frenzy. The sounds of things shattering and people crying out in anguish are resonating. It's just like a gangster war. The entire courtroom is covered in smoke.

——Third Person's POV—— The silence in the courtroom was heavy, almost as if a murder had taken place. The few number of people sitting in the background looked at each other with confused and curious expressions. The big stage set up for the family court judge was standing in all its glory and fame. A small desk was placed right beside it for the assistant. A small bench stood in front of the stage with its back facing the crowd where Maryam's lawyer, Mr. Javed sat in his traditional black and white tux under a black cloak. When Abdullah entered the courtroom, people started whispering and hissing amongst each other except Maryam.

"Yes. Two sets. First, I request Willie be brought to court. If I'm right, he's already here." The judge nodded. The courtroom doors creaked open. Linda burst into tears. "Willie! Mommy's finally see you!" Garrett squeezed her hand, locked on the entrance. Then a sharp bark cut through the room. A tall black German Shepherd sprinted in. The second he saw me, he dropped into a sit, tail going wild. I gave a small smile. "Everyone, meet my 'son,' Willie." The courtroom froze. The livestream went insane.

Just us, in a room, holding our ground. The courtroom was pale and cold. Wood panels. Blue carpet. A judge with sharp eyes and a quiet voice. Roman was seated across the aisle with his counsel, a man in a tailored suit who looked like he had never missed a lunch meeting in his life. I didn’t look at Roman directly. I didn’t need to. I could feel his presence like heat in a room you wish you could leave. Arielle stood when our turn came. She didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t pace or gesture. She spoke the way a person speaks when they have nothing to hide.

We headed inside, passing through security and making our way to the courtroom on the third floor. The hallway outside was already filling with people—other cases scheduled for the morning, lawyers huddling with clients, courthouse staff moving efficiently through the controlled chaos. And there, near the opposite end of the hall, were Adrian and Kian. Adrian sat in his wheelchair looking composed, almost serene, like he was attending a business meeting rather than facing fraud allegations. Kian stood beside him, reviewing documents, his expression professionally neutral in a way that made my stomach clench. I looked away before he could notice me staring, but not before catching the sharp c