Hachiman X Saika Novels & Stories

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.

Lariempi replied softly “But I can make it up to you.” He added after a moment of silence “How?” Amelia asked as she finally turned around to take a look at the god who took up the form of a dashing young man “I can help you evolve and become stronger so you can have you revenge.” He replied “Have my revenge? But the monster is already dead.” Amelia exclaimed “This mystic beast is not the first to slip into the mortal world and it won’t be the last, your husband is just one of several that has died and will die by their claws.” Lariempi said emotionlessly

The Fairy Doctor said, “Uncle Drake, if you don’t even know the location of the Izanami Shrine, then... how are you going to save this person?” After thinking for a while, Uncle Drake said, “Indeed, I heard of the Izanami Shrine for the first time. There are many shrines in Japan, especially those with a deep background. There are six great, ancient shrines that masters supervise. I’ll find someone. He should know it.” Alex asked, “Who is it?” Uncle Drake looked in the east direction and said, “It’s the first swordsman from the Higurashi Shrine in Japan, Aoda Sasaki!”

When Saiya's mind returned to the present, she was shocked by what's happening all around her; shadows from the dead villagers starts emerging. TO BE CONTINUED

He was the director of Japan’s Kamikakushi, a position comparable to that of Silas of the Celestial Empire’s Dragun Squad. Takahashi’s face became particularly stern after receiving this call. He immediately dialed a few more numbers. After a while, six men of varying ages walked in from the outside. All of them exuded superior auras. “Has something happened, Director? Why are you in such a rush to gather us here?” Takahashi explained briefly, “Fukuoka’s Sacred Mountain has been invaded by a Demigod from the Celestial Empire. He went there to look for Emperor Martyn’s secret key.”

We ride. Seras is waiting at the dam turnout with her bike and a fresh coat of flame decals. Kayo, Aki, and Riku are leaning against the railing like they own the place (because, technically, in Hanamaki they kind of do). Kayo’s nine invisible tails flick once when she sees me. Kayo (sweet, deadly): “Morning, Your Majesty. Sleep well?” Celeste (through my teeth): “Peachy.” Aki cracks his knuckles; the glamour hiding his oni horns flickers.

“Well, when I shared confused flashbacks with the Ayakashi, I saw that she once posed for a portrait and I finally recalled where I had seen her before. I tried going to the library to confirm my theory. You can imagine how frustrated I was because I was only around 60% confident about my memory and I desperately wanted to confirm it. As it turned out though, I may have had the ability to pass through walls, but I couldn’t move stuff or even turn a page. Needless to say, I had to endure my impatience longer and I just came back to the library another time once I had re-materalized.” “Who was she?” Aki asked, feeling her heart quicken. “Himiko Henka,” Sasha answered casually. He was met with