Ghost Face Naruto 소설 & 이야기

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Until… “Those guys… I’m going to get back at them someday.” Says Akihiko while laying down and facing the ceiling. Suddenly a small white object flies in front of him and sits on his face. “Hahah… I’m fine. It’s okay, Pei.” He says after getting the white object off his face. The white object was a mini-spirit. It was incapable of harming anyone and was not strong enough to touch anyone other than those who could see it and most of all it was one of his only friends.

She smiled eerily, but he was determined to see what the murderer looked like. However, when he tore off the mask, what he saw was a pale face with neither eyes nor a nose. All he saw were peachy, smiling lips. Yash's hair stood on end, and he let go of the nurse while backing away in fright. "Ghost! It's a ghost!" The female nurse approached him with an unnerving smile. "Who are you calling a ghost?" Yash's legs were so weak that he could not even stand up. "You... Don't come near me! I didn't offend you, did I?! Get away..."

He then squatted in front of her, sighed in frustration as he combed his hair back, “Alright, looks like I have to finish my game with you. But, I will still take both of your eyeballs. If that person asks, I will say that you accidentally made your eyes disappear. " He said, his frustrated expression suddenly changed to a wide grin, truly terrifying than the ghost that often terrified Hana. Shit!! 'If only I could move' Hana muttered softly, begging her body to work at all. But, again, Hana's efforts were fruitless.

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

Shogo was overjoyed and had been playfully teasing Natsu, making his eyes widen with delight. "His eyes are just like Nidaime’s. Sandaime doesn’t resemble him as much, but little Natsu-chan has Nidaime’s face too." Akiko could only smile at the comment and deliberately avoided letting Shogo get a closer look at his eyes. Akiko knew that Natsu’s eyes closely resembled her own, which would make explaining her relationship with Masaki a bit tricky. Akiko had fully understood why she had to become Ishida—following Kenji’s explanation that Hayato was Ishida. Akiko had no issue with the change, especially since she didn’t want to be called Sandaime everywhere she went.

"I was wondering when you'd show up." The beast's attention turns to her, and Ghost-me doesn't flinch. Instead, she steps forward, arms spread wide in welcome. "Hello, sister. I've been keeping them ready for you." The beast's mouth—my mouth, scaled up to impossible proportions—curves in a smile that holds the weight of futures already lived. When it exhales, Ghost-me dissolves into silver mist and flows into its lungs like she's coming home.

“Someone fed us a location they knew we’d take.” Her gaze darted to Niko, who was barely staying upright. “Get him to the med unit. Now.” Two soldiers moved to help him, but he waved them off. “I’m fine.” “You’re bleeding through a shirt,” Gia shot back. He grinned weakly. “Adds character.” I almost smiled. Almost. Gia turned back to me, voice dropping. “Was it the Ghost?” “Yeah.” She swore under her breath. “You got eyes on him?”

" * Holds back a laugh* * whispers* Hikaru always did have such a demonic look on his face when he saw us." Bankotsu snickered. " * Whisper* That he did. Where are his wings?" " * Whispers* Hikaru didn't want it to look like him exactly. " " * Whispers* Then better give him black scales and hair... And maybe change the features of his face? V6 only saw the color of his eyes right? Then we should change the rest." Bankotsu nodded as he slowly changes according to my suggestions. Soon the illusion of the fake Hikaru was completed, and Bankotsu puppeteered it over the wall and out of our line of sight. Bankotsu suddenly hands me a spear.

he snivels and I walk towards him, only to feel something hit my arms, back, and legs in quick succession. I look up and see a smirking sniper and feel the red laser aimed right at my forehead, but that smirk drops from his face when my lip curls into a smile. Ghost was standing behind him, his eyes completely white as he tapped into his beast - that sniper’s head hit the floor in front of me before he could fire another shot. Ghost grins, then he disappears in the blink of an eye and I don’t even have to look behind me to know he’s ripped more sniper heads off.