Fruit Basket Kakeru Novels & Stories

If only there was a way to get back to Father Clarence for a free healing prayer to recover his in-game stamina. “Here,” Akiko offered them a strange fruit. “Eat this. It helps to recover stamina. We got this from a monster drop on the higher floors.” Zen accepted the swirly-patterned fruit and ate it without hesitation, only to gag when the taste hit his sense. That pungent taste revived him completely, and despite the olfactory malfunction from the pungent fruit that left a spicy aftertaste, Zen was completely recovered and ready to take on a new batch of green slimes already flying his way.

he responded with such certainty that I would have sworn he thought he had already won it. I opened my mouth to explain why it wouldn't that easy, but the smell of the food reminded me that my stomach insisted on eating more. What the heck. I thought to myself. Might as well argue that point later. The basket was amazingly well-stocked for a small, weaved thing. Tohr pulled out various items that could be something akin to fruits and vegetables. As well as something that resembled cheese except it was blue. Then a bottle of what I would assume was their version of wine. The bottle was beautifully crafted with what looked like stained glass with jewels encrusted around the thick middle. There

The other three came over. Kai was holding a bamboo basket in his hand. Speaking up, "We found a few supplies, a bamboo basket, flint, and a pot." Julio asked, "Did you find some ingredients?" Kai handed over the basket, "We stepped on a bit of mushrooms along the way." He placed the basket on the ground. Aurora walked over and glanced inside the basket. A frown instantly creased her brow. She raised her eyes and looked at Kai. "Mr. Kai, most of these are poisonous and can't be eaten."

"So, now I got..20kilos Tough Nuts and 100 Muscledeer Meat for Physical.. 100kilos Swift Goose Berries for Reflex, 250kilos Crystal Pearl Lychees, and 120kg Peacock Bull Heart for Charm….And 300kilos of Calming Gold Tea leaves for Intellect…it's quite a haul isn't it?.." There's a mountain of materials all around my fridge, this is the fruit of my 5 days of labor, I never realized it actually, I've been using my Mini Map feature to look for all of this since I can input a search command it makes things easier for me to search for anything I need and also help me avoid unnecessary fighting. [Congratulations on clearing 10 kilometers of precious materials on your first visit to Fantasma sir. ]

They spent a little more time chatting with the Moore’s and then Frida and Keira said their goodbyes to the old couple. When they were in the car, Keira smelled a faint scent of cinnamon. “Do you have anything that has cinnamon with you?” Keira asked Frida, who seemed confused. Mrs. Moore handed them a basket of bread and pastries. Perhaps it was one of those things. “Have you checked the goody basket Mrs. Moore gave us?” Frida asked Keira, who instantly checked the basket. Their suspicion is true. There was cinnamon bread in there. Keira instantly turned blue when the potent scent of cinnamon was right before her nose. Frida stopped her car and assisted Keira out of the car.

In the kitchen, he opened the cabinet and reached for the basket where they kept the lemons when he didn't find any. He picked a plump, bright yellow lemon from the sour fruit basket on the counter and placed it in a small wicker basket along with the tequilas. Satisfied with his selection, he added a small fruit knife to the basket. He then made his way back to the living room, where Ana was sprawled out on the table, her juicy, tight cunt on display only for him. He stood there staring at her with a satisfied smile. Watching her squirm under his gaze made blood flow to his cock, and he cursed internally as he glanced down, seeing it pulsate with need.

Ava frowned as she ate the last of the fruit basket. It was filled with some of the most delicious fruits: the juiciest grapes, strawberries, and mangoes. It was truly something she would definitely go and buy for herself in the future. Ava wanted to buy one now but she was leaving the country in a few hours and surely could not finish it in that amount of time.

Instead, my eyes landed directly on the large wooden table in the center of the living room. Sitting right there was a silly mountain of fresh berries, sliced melons, and rare honeyed plums—every single one of them my favorite childhood fruits. The basket was huge, wrapped in a simple white silk ribbon without a single card or name attached to it. But the scent of rain and old ash was faintly clinging to the wicker. It was an anonymous order from the royal kitchen, a weak, silent peace offering from a king who didn't know how to use his words.

The tray had little legs that held it up off the bed and was loaded up with a colourful fare. Kari eagerly crawled closer to see what was on there. Most of it appeared to be different fruits cut into bite sized pieces but there was also what appeared to be bread, a few different types of pastries, and a selection of dips. He didn’t recognize most of what was on the tray but it looked delicious, nonetheless. Kari sat next to the tray, sheets carefully wrapped around his waist, and reached a hand out to take a piece before halting. “Uhh… Is this for me?”

It just felt so incredibly good that I did not want him to stop. When his attention shifted to what he was doing down there, I raised my head and nipped at his ear, bringing his eyes back to my face. “What… was that for?” I wasn’t entirely sure but… “Kiss me.” “Nf. Greedy, aren’t you?” He smirked and leaned in, wrapping an arm around me and pulling my body up against his. “Kakeru.” He called and lingered briefly before my face before claiming my lips. And the way he was holding me- so tenderly and yet, so surely- I could tell how careful he was being.