Gintama Novels & Stories

No matter where I look at, it didn't change its position on my sight. Now that I remember, I also recieved a reward for doing my Daily Quest. If it was in the game, maybe it would be somewhat good. After all, the beginners rewards are somehow bountiful. He he Base on my knowledge in the game of IKINOBIRU, their currency is called as Harto. This personal assistant was picked out of lucky draw. And in my case it was Wai who presented himself. But… I didn't draw any rolls or what… now I wonder.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

she screamed manically. Avamarie lifted her arms and pulled two trees out of the ground behind her. With a twist the saplings exploded sending bark and wood flying everywhere. When the chips settle the two pieces were formed into spears then she flicked her wrists and sent them flying at Jenevive. Jenevive swiped a hand in front of her and a wall of fire sprung up incinerating the trees on contact. She pushed her hands forward and the wall sped across the clearing straight at Avamarie. I was shocked that there was not a single blade of grass burned in its wake.

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

We met with his band mates and Leo introduce us "Where's Cora?" Layla asked Leo. "Im here, had an emergency at home." We turned to see her walking our way. Wow, she was breathtaking. Those captivating eyes, her smile that showed her dimples. She had curves in the right places. Okay, I need to stop this. I cant think like this. "Hi, I'm Cora." She smiled while extending her hand. "Scott Montgomery." I shook it as I smiled back. "And I'm, Nixy. Now let's go to the mini games." She said before making a run. Leo followed her suit.

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I added, scanning through the length of the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of Lil Joe. “Funny” Gina replied “Men will always be Men, it's in their nature” She continued, dragging a glass of champagne off a tray being conveyed by a waiter. “Well, I agree. But all Men can never be me” I added with a smile. Gina gulped down the rest of the drink and flashed a smirk in my direction. Her expression void of sarcasm?, that I couldn't tell. “I'll be back” Gina said and was just about slipping away when an average Man appeared in front of us.

For all I know, he’s probably fattening me up for the slaughter. Yes, I am paranoid. So what? “Why would I hate you, sir?”. Miyamura opens his mouth to speak— but then gets cut off. “As much as I am very interested in whatever this is…”. Aronohai Misa walks in, followed by Eiji, Riko, and— Is that Yukimura Aito? Yukimura Aito? As in the older brother to that crazy female, Yukimura Rei?. To think that if I didn’t search him up then, I would have been stumped right now.

Lucy The morning light seeped through the thin curtains, weak and pale, but it was enough to make me flinch. My head throbbed, a dull echo of adrenaline and exhaustion from the night before. I sat up slowly, the unfamiliar sheets rough beneath my fingers. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d slept in a bed that wasn’t heavy with fear, the kind that made the walls feel like they could close in on me. I swallowed hard. The room was small, plain, but clean. No pictures on the walls, no clutter—nothing to distract from the quiet hum of the house waking around me. The door was closed, locked from the inside, which was a comfort I didn’t expect to feel.

"I don't know who it is. I never met him. We talked on the phone." I look around the dark room to see that my men have formed a circle around us. I point at this idiot with my gun. "This is the most cliché set of circumstances I've seen. Wouldn't you all agree?" I turn my attention back to the guy. "Let me guess, Bob gave you like 50K or something?" "A hundred," he grimaces as he turns his head to spit.