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And I'm not interested in three-dimensional men," she said. Akiko scoffed, unsurprised by Kyoko’s honesty. After getting to know her better, Akiko had learned that Kyoko was an otaku*. She preferred manga and anime characters over real people, which explained her bluntness when dealing with them. Her taste for men followed suit—Kyoko was more attracted to two-dimensional men from manga and anime. Akiko didn’t mind; in fact, she sometimes enjoyed Kyoko’s rather extensive manga collection. “I know Mori is handsome—fairly handsome…” Akiko corrected herself, as her mind quickly found someone more handsome than Mori. But she quickly pushed that thought away. She shouldn't be thinking of Kenji in

"I hate it. Can you imagine me as a painting?" Kane exhaled slowly, gaze sweeping over her face, her lips, her ridiculous drunken seriousness. "...Yes." Mona blinked. "Yes?" His voice was deep, unwavering. "I can imagine you as a painting." Her heart did something stupid. "Stop that." Kane smirked. "Stop what?" "That thing you're doing," she accused, waving her hand. "You're making my heart beat too fast. I feel like I could faint." He leaned back, completely at ease. "Well, princess," he mused, "my heart beats fast too."

Jane said, “Mr. Tachibana, you’re not thinking of casting Sakura as your female model for the upcoming photo shoot in Hawaii, are you?” With Mr. Tachibana’s grin, Jane continued. “But I thought you already have the females cast. Akira is one of them, right?” “Yes,” Mr. Tachibana said. “But I need a female main.” He turned to Sakura. “And you’re perfect, darling. Besides, you have no choice in the matter. Either model for me or pay the eighty thousand.” “Sakura,” Jane said. “I saw the casting file. Tara and Alaina are models as well.”

Aki furiously screamed while looking at at emotionless Harvey. “I’m the young lord of the Kitagawa Clan, and the disciple of the Shinkage Way! I’m a well-known character in the younger generation of the Island Nations!” “I cannot be embarrassed that easily!” “Kneel before you talk,” Harvey said with a calm tone. “You dare make me kneel?!” Aki was completely enraged. “So what if you’re a God of War, Harvey?!” “You think the Shinkage Way doesn’t have Gods of War?!”

"You must be Yamamoto Aito. I recognized you by your signature platinum blonde hair. What a cutie. My name is Akame. Wanna dance?" I quickly shook my head. She was gorgeous and all but I didn't get a reaction from seeing her like that. I already knew I wouldn't. I only came so Haruto could get laid. Speaking of Haruto, where was he? We came in together but I couldn't see him again. Did he already find someone? "Aw don't be shy" she said, pressing her body close to me. "I've heard a lot of things about you. You're quite popular with the girls". She leaned even closer. "They say you're a beast in bed. Don't you want to ravage me?"

Akio is really Yūri, and she’s the daughter of a Yakuza boss. My mind hadn’t considered that Kitsune was connected to Yūri. I didn't want to believe that possibility. Even though it would make sense that Kitsune is connected to a Yakuza, there’s only one in the state. The next day I was back at work banging my head into the metaphoric brick wall as I was getting nowhere closer to catching Kitsune.

*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.