Novel & Cerita Ginpachi Sensei

Athena had sent another message right after the picture: “She looks like a little whore, doesn’t she? Quite the downgrade for the esteemed Lucien Giordano.” I should have ignored it. I should have deleted the message, continued with the meeting, and allowed the inevitable fury to subside. Instead, I felt a sharp, inexplicable unease gnaw at the edges of my composure. I dropped the phone onto the table, the sound echoing through the room. Everyone’s eyes flicked toward me for a moment before quickly returning to the screen. “Mr Giordano, the timeline for the product launch in Asia is tight, but I believe we can—” Gregory’s voice droned on, trying to fill the uncomfortable silence that had sud

Few people could pull such bold colors and still look as in style as Mizuyama Seiji looked. "Welcome to my show," He said extending his hand to them and they both shook it as they stood up from the chairs where they were imprisoned by the makeup artists. "Thank you for having us, Mizuyama-san," Jun said and the other man nodded then looked at Iori who gave him a smile. Jun saw the moment when it happened. The moment when Mizuyama Seiji saw something in Iori. something that Jun knew too well because he felt it already. "It's an honor to have you here, Sensei," He said and Iori nodded Giving him a polite answer that Jun was too busy to note. He was still watching the man intently as he tried t

Truly, the kid might have some hidden talent. The coach gives off a shy smile, which surprises me. “Thank you, but I don’t think that I deserve the praise. I am their coach and not their sensei. Their sensei went to Japan last week. I’m just looking after them.” “I see, I see.” I say, pretending to be typing on my phone as if I am taking it down. “But you were doing so well when motivating the team. Speaking of which, do you mind if I talk to them?”

Especially Emma Sutton, who seems to see his next target. He was wearing a suit and black trousers at the bottom. He also wears an expensive watch that makes the guys stare at it. "Thank you everyone...so let me introduce myself first," he said, then let out his wide smile. "I'm Mr. Gojo, your instructor for today. Maybe you're asking, "Why not Mr. Rayven?" I mean, yeah, I get it. It might look like he's much more familiar with you guys, but I have to do this job or I'm dead," he said to them, joking while wearing a weird smile.