Gaara Speech Novels & Stories

“Your Shouha is very good. I’m surprised a village boy like you can talk Shouha fluently. I’m impressed.” Jai smiled again. “I’m just very lucky to have been taught well.” “Oh? Is it your friend?” Garou asked. “No, a relative.” Jai answered. ‘I don’t really like this man…’ He secretly wished this man would stop talking to him. Bringing up the fact that he’s a village boy and being sarcastic about how he was speaking is rude.

Keanna immediately recognized him from the pictures she’d been shown of General Haggoz. He grabbed her robe and snatched the buttons Keanna had opened back together, doing them back up again, his stern gaze holding Keanna's so that she couldn’t look away. He was barking something at her she didn’t understand in the harsh-sounding were language Keanna had never mastered. When the general realized Keanna wasn’t comprehending his words, he stitched to Enlish, a combination of languages and the official language of the Federation. His accent and pronunciation was strange, though perfectly understandable.

(I am Haya, and are you Shuji Liao? "Hi, watashi," Shuji said as the two of them sat in his secretary's chair. (Yes, me too,) "Do you speak Nihongo / Japanese language?" Ms. Haya Hagiwara said in surprise. "Hai, eigo o nozoite Tagarogu-go to dōyōdesu," Shuji said jokingly to the Japanese girl at laughing. (Yes, as well as Tagalog except English,) "Same, I'm stuttering and I'm not good at speaking English." Ms. Haya Hagiwara said with a smile.

Gaara 2! The merman looked at me for a while and said, "what are you doing outside the gate, don't tell me you have joined those girls outside." Wait, was he actually thinking that I am not a stranger, he seemed like an elder brother just warning his stupid younger sister. "No, I am sorry I just," I did not know what to say. "You just what?" He asked. "I have forgotten," I said. "What do you mean you have forgotten, get inside before I forget and kill you!" He screamed.

Gaara exhaled slowly, the sound heavy in the silence between them. “Alright,” he said at last, lowering his gaze as though replaying the memory. “Here’s what really happened…”