Gyutaro Quotes Novels & Stories

Pat looked away briefly. Then answered. "I would've had plenty to brag about if my team had actually won." Yut laughed. "Oi..." He pointed toward himself. "I should've bribed my team to go easier on yours." Pat stared. "Pouring more salt into the wound?" "No." Yut smiled warmly. "Just trying to make you laugh." Pat looked at him for a moment. Longer than usual. Then looked away first. Yut's smile softened. "You should get some rest." He gestured toward the building.

Mizu sighed, "Can you please state your name? We just wanted to know it. We meant no harm, it's a trouble to just say, 'You' every time." The guy glared at her intently which Mizu didn't avoid and stared back undauntedly. The guy clicked his tongue, and finally say his name in this long fuss. "I'm Haruto, 16," he said, averting his gaze. The guy hiding at the back of Mizu, suddenly step out bravely, "Eh? Your 16? I'm older than you in one year, call me big bro, Haruto." Zhi was already acting casual.

King Ciaran said as Geuron step towards them. “Are you feeling okay?” Maru ask as he nodded and look back at the burned corpses. “Tell me, did I do that?” he ask as they all look at each other. “Yes, and you did great,” Goryo answered tapping his son’s shoulder. “I guess you don’t need a training from us,” Rico said and gave hima smile. Geuron felt the fear but he felt at ease for helping everyone.

) Director Sato's voice was stern and freezing cold. Alura did not panic. She sat up straighter in her chair. "Satō Buchō, o-denwa arigatō gozaimasu. Ima goran no kiji wa, kono kaigi o tsubusu tame ni shikumareta iteki na chūshō kyanpēn desu" (Director Sato, thank you for taking my call. The article you are reading is a deliberate smear campaign timed specifically to ruin this meeting.)

The tension in the room broke over something small. One comment. One jab. But it was enough. "I'm not heavy," Azerbel shot back. Her eyes were sharp despite how weak she still felt. "You're just weak." Genaro didn't react the way most people would. He laughed. Low. Easy. Almost amused. "Words won't hurt me," he said. "If you want to watch what happens to your ex-mate, finish your food." "Take your medicine."

“You always know how to break down my walls.” Haruki shrugged. “I’m not trying to break your walls. I just don’t want you to forget how to smile.”

he says with disgust, still looking at the red marks on my wrists. I can't hold it in any longer and start laughing in the car. I laugh so hard that I have to wipe away the tears that spring up in the corner of my eyes: "The famous motto of the Ganovese men!" Santo nods and continues to look at the marks on my wrists: "Mangia bene, ridi spesso, ama molto" (Eat well, laugh often, love much*). He passes a hand over his eyes and sits back down correctly in his seat, clenching his fists.

He heard what Eiji said and hearing all of those got him worried. "There is nothing wrong that you are an omega Ei-tan, all you had to do was to love yourself first, and then you will be happy even if you are an omega," said Yuuta who came out of the room while only covering his body with a quilt. The door of his room was not close that even he heard what Eiji said.

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

“It’s never early for anything as long as you want it.” “Nice quote. Where did you hear it from?” Asher asked me as he took a sip from the cup in his hands. “Would you believe me if I told you that I just made it up on the spot?” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, and I joined in, following suit. “That’s impressive.” “Thank you,” I replied, raising my glass towards him before taking a look around the place. “You look like you’ve got something you want to say, Lorenzo.”