Hachi Nan Tte Novels & Stories

"Ah... I see. Yes, it's... settled, now." Cecilia give him a wide smile." Great! Anyway, did Hongport sell chaltteok?" "Cal... What?" "It's a round shaped sweet made from glutinous rice flour. Contains steamed red bean or pine nuts. Usually, it served in several colors." "Hmm. I think I know something like that." "Yeay! Put me down, then." "Eh? Why? I don't let you walk, tonight. Tomorrow is a big day, so you can't be tired."

It's the weekend and Hyun-ki and Hyun-ae are at home, the two have got more used to living together, and one of the things that they started getting used to is going shopping for food together, Hyun-ki and Hyun-ae are in their rooms each one of them is doing his thing, after some while Hyun-ki called Hyun-ae asking her if she is hungry because he is, she said that she is also hungry, Hyun-ki told her that they should order something, she told him to order her three Tteokbokki, Hyun-ki laughed and told her "Sometimes I can't believe that the sweet and beautiful Hyun-ae is actually a monster who's craving Tteokbokki, I just can't believe it" Hyun-ae blushed and looked like she is upset and tol

"Hana, honey tastes like lotus flowers." Hearing Zeci says Hana didn't want to punish it, Zeci's favorite was lotus nectar. It was willing to fight With Mr. Hartix only to steal his favorite lotus bile, though Hana later paid him the money. However, whenever he saw Hana, he seemed to abhor and locked the warehouse door carefully. He didn't know, Zeci had dug dozens of tunnels into the warehouse in Hartix's pub, which is why every day when he lost his honey wine, he always scolded Hana. Sometimes Zeci doesn't take it. In return, Hartix gave Hana food after each time she was hit by Eric.

Indeed, the town afforded him to relax and lower his guard like never before—the younger ones were always busy at work, while the older ones enjoyed retirement… If they could afford it. Just then, Ito Emi—Nanako's aunt—stepped out of the kitchen to call everyone for dinner. Yahiko smiled and said, "Mr. Wade, Nanako brought back a ton of Japan's finest delicacies, including Kyoto's famous Uji matcha. She said she wanted to have some with you, so she insisted on calling you over." Hearing that, Charlie turned and smiled gratefully at Nanako, knowing how she felt about him. Nanako, shy yet excited, quickly said, "Let's eat, Charlie!"

Lucas noticed how Natasha bit her lower lip interestedly. “Do you think he could teach me?” she blurted out, surprising both Lucas and Sang. Sang muttered something in Nepalese as if in disapproval then, “I not so sure. . .” “Please,” Natasha pleaded. “Fine. I try to ask but no promises.” They had just had breakfast where they were served with a kind of tea which Sang explained was known as chiya, a hot drink made with tea leaves, milk, sugar and spices plus homemade cakes and more of the biscuits Natasha had really enjoyed the previous night.

My stomach will immediately hurt if I eat even a little of that spicy food. I saw Hana was still sitting on the bench calmly reading her book. I immediately walked over to the shop to buy a portion of tteokbokki for Hana, she would definitely be happy, and maybe this portion of tteokbokki could evoke a bit of Hana's memory of our past. "Eex-excuse me... this is ffor yyou." I stuttered as I thrust a portion of the tteokbokki in front of her.

Haku felt bad for Jai if he has to take him home. “Here, Haku. I’ve put some eggs, ekado, and fried dumplings. How about tea?” Hanabi asked. Haku put the last plate into the pile and turned around. “The Matsuri siblings will prepare tea for us. But thank you for the snacks, grandma.” He took the bento box with him. Hanabi kissed his forehead and ruffled his hair. “Have fun.” Haku giggled. “I’m going to train, grandma. I’m not playing.”

"Please enjoy, Chihiro-nee." In front of her, there was a typical Japanese breakfast. There was rice, spinach salad with dressing, grilled salmon, Japanese omelet, miso soup, and natto. The aroma alone made Chihiro's appetite increase since it had been a while since she had home-cooked food and somehow it made her want to cry for some reason. "Hurry up and eat, Chihiro-nee," Monica said. Chihiro nodded and took her chopsticks, stirring her natto until it was sticky before pouring it on the top of her ice.

“Naka-Meguro? What’s there?” “There’s a soba place I’ve wanted to try for a while. It’s called Tokyo Dosanjin.” Sakura quickly typed it into G****e, scrolling through reviews and photos. “Oh, they use citrus in their soba?” “The citrus soba’s not in this month,” Heri grinned. “But their lunch sets still look good. Come on, get ready.” Sakura smiled faintly. Heri looked genuinely excited. While Sakura got herself ready, Heri checked his own bag—PASMO card, wallet, charger, phone. “All good,” he murmured.

"I am Okay Chachi. Let me just wash my face and I will join you in the waiting room. Atharv and Vikramji must be on their way now." She splashed cold water and rubbed her face and puffy eyes rigorously and came out after a few minutes. She was greeted by the smiling face of Miku. "Bhabhi Hot and Crispy Samosa and Chai, just for you." He bent down his head in style as he handed over a plate of snacks and tea cup for her as well as Nargis Chachi. Chachi took her plate and walked towards the waiting room while Chandni stayed back with Miku.