Fruits Basket Ritsu Novels & Stories

"When the two of them arrived at the kitchen, they realized that Rita was sitting in the kitchen and eating silently with a bag of fruits in her arms. She was stuffing the fruits in her mouth greedily as if she had been starving a few days!" Mango's mouth twitched slightly when she saw this. "Rita, can you tell me what are you doing now?" I'm eating some fruits. "There were some dragon fruit juice stains at the corner of Rita's mouth. It was red in colour, and she looked terrifying as she looked like she had blood all over her mouth!" How many fruits did your daddy why? Huh? How could you eat so much? Aren't you afraid of having diarrhoea tonight? "Well, they're delicious."

All of us want the cheque that Matheson has promised. The sunlight flashed on jade, emerald, scarlet, as tiny flies skittered around banana palms. Some of the bananas were ripe. Ruth cut some from the central stack. They were tiny and tasted creamy, not at all like supermarket fruit. She drank some water from the stream, then filled a canteen and slung the strap over one shoulder. Already it was growing dark. She hadn’t thought about the time when she left the village. Now she realised that she must spend the night alone in the jungle.

“Oh my, Miura-san. This is a lot. I... I can’t possibly accept this for free.” The basket was filled with two bundles of green mustard greens, more than five fresh carrots still covered in red soil, corn in husks, and vibrant red tomatoes. There was a lot. “Eeee… It’s just from my garden behind the house. I was cleaning it up and remembered you need to eat lots of healthy food. It’s really healthy, and I’m sure you’ll recover quickly,” Miura insisted. Without waiting for Akiko to invite her in, she took off her sandals and brought the basket into the kitchen.

JuJu look at the list given by her puppets that controls the vegetables . " Fruits ?" Su Ling feels lucky she had Juju to handle everything in the space . " Two thousand and six hundred watermelon , eleven thousand six hundred kilo grapes , twenty thousand apples , nine thousand kilo oranges , red cherries .... seven hundred kilo and plums a thousand three hundred kilo , mangoes ten thousands kilo , peaches twelve thousand kilo , pineapple seven thousand kilo and twelve thousand kilo lychee . Except the cherries the new fruits except watermelon , apples, grapes and oranges , you never take out another fruits . Owh the dragon fruits too there are fifteen thousand kilo and Buddha's hand there

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.

As she reached the bottom, her eyes caught sight of Mang Lope returning from outside, carrying a basket overflowing with freshly harvested fruits and vegetables. "Good morning, dear," Mang Lope greeted her warmly, his voice carrying that same gentle affection he always had for her. The basket in his arms was brimming with color—ripe mangoes, bananas with their skin still tinged with green, and bright orange papayas, their sweet scent filling the air. Patricia smiled, her heart lifting at the sight of the vibrant produce. "Good morning, Mang Lope. I slept like a baby last night," she admitted, a soft laugh escaping her as she felt the lingering peace of her restful sleep.

Before long, their little mouths were stained with blueberry juice. Even Atlas's lips had a hint of blue. We indulged in blueberries, picked some mangoes, pomegranates, star fruits, lychees, and even peaches... All the fruits were large and round, especially the lychees. I tasted one, and it was sweet and refreshing. I had a sudden idea and quickly had the gardener pick a basket full of fruits. Atlas was puzzled and asked, "What are you going to do with that?"

CHAPTER 8 ROBERTA’S POV “You’re a little late. That’s unlike you” Brandon said. I giggled childishly at him as I hopped towards where he stood.He stood brightly beside a tree with a big woven basket in his hand. His blonde hair shone brightly under the sun. “Well, I had to be extra careful around the stream”, I answered. He laughed and lent me his hand to help me step down from the rock I climbed. “I brought fresh fruits for our picnic”, he said, holding up the basket. I smiled and walked beside him.

" You have to always make sure you follow the do's and don't's given by your doctor. " " Yes. " " Where's the basket of Fruit, Sis? " Essy asked Stacy. " It's here. " Stacy said as she held out the fruits. In it, there were some fresh fruits and three microwave plates which were sealed. There were different varieties of fruits in it, chopped into smaller slices. Essy took the basket and gave the first plate to me before giving another to Stacy and taking the last one for herself. Then she handed us all chopsticks which we used to eat the fruits.

Debby raised her eyebrows when she saw Rio lifting the wooden chest with one hand. “Isn't that heavy?” Debby pointed towards the wooden chest which was now placed on top of the kitchen bar. "No. What’s inside is lighter.” Rio answered. Well, that didn't mean the wooden chest is light, right? Debby thought. "Wow, you like fruits!" Debby said looking at the various types of fruit in the round basket. "No. This is not for me.” Rio said as he looked at her and took a smaller basket, then placed it in front of Debby.