Fruit Basket Hiro Novels & Stories

Three days later, when we finally reached Sunset Town, I jumped out of the carriage happily and took a deep breath. Wow, there's a smell of tropical fruit in the air here. Mangoes, pineapples, grapes, and coconuts. Those are all fruits I have seen in the palace but never eaten. “Madam, please take a look at my goods. They are good souvenirs.” An old woman came up with a basket to sell the goods. “Go away, don't come near us,” said Roth, a bearded knight-leader at Nuri's side, impatiently.

Luna also explored the tranquil oasis of Meiji Shrine, surrounded by a serene forest that offered respite from the bustling city. To satisfy her culinary curiosity, Luna ventured into the lively Tsukiji Fish Market, where she witnessed the vibrant seafood trade and tasted the freshest sushi she had ever encountered. The combination of flavors and textures delighted her taste buds, and she savored each bite with appreciation. Luna also tried her hand at making sushi during a cooking class, learning the art of crafting the perfect roll from a skilled sushi master.

Her other hand was holding the one she had stolen from Ravyn up to the moonlight to admire its beauty, not realizing it was a carambola, whose size and touch are difficult to distinguish in the dark from the 3D emblem. "Eh?" Miho's frustration at being outwitted by Ravyn grew as she witnessed what she saw. "Damn, how great!" Miho threw that star fruit onto a nearby rocky hill to vent. *splat* But where the fruit hit was not a rocky hill. Instead, it was unintentionally awakening a sleeping being. It was furious and stood up without hesitation. *ROAR!!*

Lucas then uttered, “I will give you a second clue.” From the depths of his pocket, he retrieved a petite container. With a gentle motion, he unveiled its contents, revealing a collection of luscious, dark brown fruits. Harriet's inquisitive gaze fixated upon the peculiar sight before her. Unable to contain her curiosity, she inquired, “What is that?” “A dried Kalu,” he answered. Harriet's eyes widened in astonishment. The memory of sharing this very name with Ethan a mere few days ago flooded her mind.

I just can't believe it looked like I never left. Grandma opened the cabinet filled with small baskets of fruits. Oranges, green apples, blue and black berries which I don't know where they get those, mangoes, guava which I haven't tasted that in my life, pineapple, dragon fruit which I wonder if Emilia Clarke the mother of dragons in Game Of Thrones planted those like how she raised her dragon offspring, kerson fruit berries and some fruit I never seen before. I looked around and recognized paintings with my signature. Paintings I threw last year. I wonder how these stuffs got here.

Referring to the festival. " Yeah, why not. I would like to experience what kind of festival Japan has. We could do the crab hunting tomorrow" Ashley said. " wow, so you knew about the purple hermit crab," Jiro said amazed by the couple. " she googled it everything" Ren chuckled pointing at Ashley. " Do you still need me?" Jiro joked yet laugh. " oh my God, I'm sorry. Did I take it too far? I promised that would be the last" Ashley said thinking that the guy would get fired because of what she did.

The words came out a little too fast and I realised I was smiling, my chin lifting a bit as pride sneaked in before I could stop it. Elena paused and looked at me over her shoulder, one brow lifting. “Are you bragging right now?” I made a small laugh. “Maybe a little.” She chuckled too, shaking her head as she opened the fridge, the light spilling out and revealing the neatly arranged shelves. Everything inside was organised and carefully stocked. There were bowls of cut fruits, small containers with labels, bottles of juice and milk lined up like soldiers, and what looked like prepared meals sealed and untouched. She reached in and took out a small bowl of fruit, setting it on the counter.

Abigail, the butler had appeared as well, trying to manage the situation. “I think the strawberries…” Harper tried. “The strawberries are poisoned!” I exclaimed, a finger in my mouth. “What are you saying?” Someone shouted at me. I didn't know who. Anyway, Harper's symptoms didn't worsen. She had a strawberry allergy but it was minor. It simply made her skin itch and redden. The inhouse nurse arrived and we were soon told she was going to be fine. “Such a pitiful soul,” Abigail muttered. “It must have been so painful.”

To win votes for the school's annual honors award, my stingy roommate picked rotten fruit out of the trash and made it into fruit cups for our classmates. The moment I found out, I rushed to stop them from eating it. Instead, they accused me of being jealous and tore into me for trying to ruin their chances. That very night, they were rushed to the hospital with severe food poisoning. Afterward, my roommate framed me, claiming I had deliberately poisoned the fruit because I did not want her to win the school honors award. She even hid a bottle of pesticide in my locker and convinced our other two roommates to lie for her. With no way to prove my innocence, I became the target of furious

The sun was just starting to set, casting a warm orange glow across the sky. As we settled down on the blanket, Lino pulled out a wicker basket filled with all sorts of delicious treats. There were freshly baked croissants, a variety of cheeses, a selection of fruits, and there was Cassy's favourite fruit drink. He had even remembered to bring a couple of glasses. "This is a lot, Lino. I can't possibly finish all of this,"Cassy said, settling on the other side of the basket while he took out a couple of fruits from the basket.