Fruits Basket Ritsu Novels & Stories

“Of course, it is. Every battle no matter how big or small is a battle if it involves your life. Since it’s going to be his first it’s gonna be the toughest one based on who his opponent is.” Ayame looks at Akihiko’s derpy sleeping face and says- “Well, I think I should prepare something just in case the unexpected happens.” “Like what?” ask Yasuhiro and Seirei in unison. “I don’t know. Maybe a knife will do.” “Yeah. Maybe it would if you could use your prana.” “Is it something like aura?” “Close but not really.” “Care to explain it? Ritsu-san?” “Not yet… But your boyfriend here managed to touch the surface of prana in his body in a mere 6 hours.”

Tsarayu muttered to himself. After looking around for a few seconds and finding no traces of anyone else, he took off all of his wet clothes and put them on a stone to dry. He then started looking for something to eat. After walking for a few minutes, he finally found a fruit tree. The fruits looked like apples but were golden in color. Tsarayu had never seen or read about this kind of fruit, so he couldn't help but be wary about eating them. "I wonder if these fruits are poisonous? I should probably look around more. I can probably find something else to eat that isn't so intimidating," Tsarayu thought as he continued his wander.

So the children huddled together, the bamboo pole was lifted up, but it was too difficult to poke the star fruit, and had to choose the ripe fruit. Some people imitated adults shaking the star fruit tree. The leaves didn’t even move. Daisy even stretched her voice, "really fine." Just let me do. Daisy stood up, went over to shake the tree, but only yellow leaves fell. The children burst into laughter. "This is a joke, not a work." Dean thought. Someone is quick to "let me climb up." “Oh no, so you guys don't know. The star fruit tree is extremely brittle, climbing up and falling is considered as dead. You guys have to remember." Daisy emphasized as if the starfruit tree had magical powers. T

She cleared her throat as she turned and reached into the basket. “No! I want to wait a little longer. I'm not ready just yet. I'm so busy training with Grandad that I don't really have time for a mate right now. Maybe when my training is done.” Azalea said as she put the fruit and vegetables into the fridge. “All right. If that's what you want. Just let me know when you're ready.” Ryder said, his eyebrows knitting together as he looked into the basket. “What in the world are these?”

Quietly astounded, Luna sighed, never expecting King to possess such a conscience. “I shall take one and proceed to pick oranges now.” Meanwhile, on the balcony above. “Why is Luna taking a bamboo basket?” Preston leaned against the railing, his curiosity on display. King also leaned over and looked down. He beheld Luna donning an aged yellow straw hat and carrying a bamboo basket as she made her way toward the orchard. In due time, Luna arrived at the orchard, gently placing the bamboo basket on the ground, gazing upward, and commencing her task of plucking oranges.