Funny Nezuko Novels & Stories

Gojou said smoothly, his expression unreadable as his gaze swept over me. “Bad luck to see the bride like this on her wedding day, isn’t it?” Nitta chimed in, winking. “That’s what they say,” Fukui added, not even bothering to look up. Their laughter grated on my nerves, but I forced my face into a neutral mask, refusing to give them the satisfaction of a reaction. I was sure they didn’t care that I was about to lose everything I’d ever known. Every joke they made felt like another needle, each one pricking the fragile composure I was desperately clinging to.

He kept laughing, and I just stood there, paralyzed, watching him lose it. Who exactly was he laughing at? Nikko or me? I anchored myself to the first option, and it worked a little because I was starting to catch his amusement, and a sweet relief spread over my skin like a balm. "Sorry for laughing at Nikko, Delu, but I can’t help it. He even got dizzy!" He wiped the corner of his eye, trying to calm down. "This Nikko will be the death of us all one day. He’s too soft for this stuff and way too dramatic. Anyway, do you have the medicine?"

Mahiriko mimicking how their victim begs for their life and laughed like nothing happened, like there's no killing happened. "I don't know, Riko. But I think some of them likes to please us more." Nick replied to him. He motion his hand like he's slicing his neck as he stuck out his tongue and acting like he's choking. Mahiriko laughed like it's just a normal funny joke to him while there's a dead woman beside his feet.

There’s a scuffle, followed by muffled voices before his video call cuts off and I laugh at the scene I can’t witness. “I can’t believe you snuck off to call her and left me there! What kind of nīsan are you? Hello Atlas!” “Hello! Did you kill him?” “Imadani.” I laugh at his attempt at a serious tone, as I hear Yuzuki groan in the background. “You little... tawagoto...” <... shit...> “Ignore him. Atlas-Chan wa dōdatta?”

Pondering why the stranger laughs, or rather why he was listening. Liam Monroe: Something funny? Lucian Slater: Don't be so serious. You made a joke, and I'm in close enough proximity to hear, so I laughed. It was funny. He shrugs. Bartender: It wasn't really that funny. Admit it. You think my brother is hot. Liam Monroe: Neo, I will end you. Excuse him. He didn't take to house training. Neo rolls his eyes and Lucian chuckles again, earning a glare from Liam. Neo laughs, but he places a shot glass down in front of Liam, sloshing with brown liquid.

I frowned. “Sweet is good… but she does look like she hasn’t had a bath in a while… maybe that’s why she smells funky,” Neo joked. I groaned, not having expected that poorly delivered joke. “You don’t smell very good yourself. Let’s not comment on things that will bring you humiliation,” I warned. Neo chortled. “Sweet?” he asked once again. I nodded. “Too sweet,” I responded. He shrugged. “I’ll have to press my nose against her clothes, I suppose. I want to smell what you are smelling,” he joked with the waggle of his brows.

, Mizuki said with sparkling eyes. “You eat too much. Aren’t you afraid that you would get fat and won’t be to move on the battlefield”? “I mean just imagine we are in the middle of a fight and suddenly someone throws a blast towards you but you won’t be able to run. It will be funny”, Kei said making fun of Mizuki. “Hahaha very funny. I won’t get fat. And even if I did get fat, I will be the one in trouble not you so don’t worry about me. Bye”, Mizuki said in anger and went away.

the man said as he can't help forcing a smile. "okay, i am Thanatos and poker face is Isekai, we will join your guild once i am done convincing poker face, thanks for the treat" Thanatos said as he touched Isekai with an eye showing expectations, " room 056," he said without waiting for Isekai to talk as they both immediately teleported. "though both don't really seem normal but i can still manage the calm one if they join the guild, he seems more normal at least the man said.

While the group was busy trying to decide on their own, Nero walked up to the Sakura Tree and examined it closely. However, there was nothing peculiar within his sight. He raised his paws and placed it lightly on the tree trunk. A moment later, a smile crept upon his cute little fur face. Imagine how Garfield smiles whenever he sees lasagna. That is how Nero looks like when he smiles. Nero leaned into the tree and whispered, [There you are, culprit.] Another breeze brushed across the oasis, gently shaking the towering Sakura Tree beside it. It was as if the tree was feigning ignorance to Nero' words.

Charlie frowned as he pointed at Jiro and asked Kazuki, “Master, why don’t you take a look for yourself? Am I wrong to call him a shorty?” Jiro suffered another blow at this time. He felt as though he was about to vomit a mouthful of blood. At this time, Nanako, who was standing aside, could not help but laugh out loud. She knew that Charlie was deliberately taking advantage of this opportunity to continue mocking Jiro. She really did not expect this man to be so humorous.