Fruit Basket Shigure Novels & Stories

Her gods must indeed be her eyes and ears. I head to my car's trunk, unloading the bags and baskets of products I had purchased as a token of my gratitude. I had carefully selected the items to ensure they wouldn't expire before she finished consuming them. The assortment included exotic fruits like durians, rambutans, and pomegranates, alongside artisanal cheeses, crackers, specialty teas, and gourmet chocolates. I had also included a selection of fine wines and champagnes, hoping that she had a refrigerator in the shrine to store them properly.

Beta Shane stood before us, holding a basket filled with freshly picked fruit. “I only stepped out for some fresh air,” I replied, unable to hide the irritation in my voice. Mira and Bella quietly excused themselves, moving a short distance away and leaving us alone — privacy I had not asked for. Shane stepped closer and placed the basket beside me. “I sent some skin products and fragrance to your room earlier, but then I thought it would be better to bring this myself. They were freshly plucked. They will help with nourishment.” “Thank you,” I said firmly, my tone intentionally distant.

"How long have you been running a cafe?" Jin inquires. He takes interest in a certain fruit sitting in a box within the framed freezer. The label says it's a fruit. How come he's never seen something like it before? It's evenly round, colored red with split patches of green, and whatever is sprouting around it resembles like fur. It's already been ten minutes since they've left Y/n and his brother to guard the cafe. With searching eyes, Lisa drags the stroller and stops just beside the man crouching to get a better view of the mysterious fruit. He looks invested.

I teased back in a mock annoyance. He produced a set of keys from his pocket and unlocked the shed. Pushing the door open he pulled a basket from inside and held it in front of me. The sun started piercing through the dense fog, making me shiver from the sudden heat I had been missing. I looked in the basket to see a bunch of seed packets. “So we’ve already started sprouting some vegetables for this season. But I’d love your input on fruits for the next? What’s your favorite fruit?” he asks and then quickly adds, “And please don’t name something that grows on a tree - we’re just not there yet.”

Jouvita went to the garden to call for people to come back for dinner. Even though the situation had changed and the person was already old, Safire still recognised Jouvita at first glance when she saw Jouvita walk out of the house. Jouvita was wearing a dark blue cotton shirt and an apron on her waist. She was holding an empty basket and was walking towards the fruit garden. Jouvita's long hair was cut into a short hairstyle when she was young. Her face was covered with either deep or shallow wrinkles. She seemed to be older than Safire, who was the same age as her.

Standing in the door way. Suddenly my basket feels heavy. I look down and find some fruits in my basket. Some apples, a few ripe oranges and a papaya. I look to my side and find Gabriella ~the nice girl from the bath room. Beside me. She had deliberately tilted almost half her full basket into my empty one. I look up at her in confusion. "You'd thank me later. " she says as she winks and hurriedly moves forward till she is lost in the crowd. I look down at my basket and I tighten my grip on it. For some reason I feel having a basket with content is important.

When she had way too many persimmons in her hands to the point that she couldn't carry them, she hooked the hems of her shirt upward so that she could form a makeshift basket to hold them. For some reason, Jeremy suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Joanna.

Stella smiled, "It would be a pleasure to have a friend visit us. If you all like it here, you could stay here for a month or two. Let me tell you, there are still a lot of surprises in the forest. Nature is the best gift the world could give. There are a lot of bamboo shoots and chestnuts that are fragrant and sweet. The pomelos here are good for the body too. Last time, Jasper even brought back a tiny fruit that was red in color. It was sour yet sweet. He said that it was some kind of nutritious berry."

He approached the fruit vendor, a cheerful, elderly man with a wide grin, who welcomed him warmly. "Good afternoon, sir," the vendor greeted, his eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. "I've set aside a box of fresh strawberries, oranges, kiwis, and pineapples just for you. They are perfect for someone who's not feeling their best. Why don't you pick whichever you like best?"