Hanabi Kawai Novels & Stories

Looking at the cartoon character kiddie size she was holding, K Whatever nodded, “Yeah, you’re design was also reasonable, unlike mine.” “Even I don’t understand Hanabi choosing that scythe.” Garfield shook his head. “So do you want to try that out? I hope you can master her scythe as soon as possible, hundreds of souls you still need to have.” K Whatever nodded, “Yeah, and not much time at that. I have to master this tonight.” “Great!” Garfield clapped his hand, “Well then, should we get started?” ~ KL •ARC 3• TSUBE

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.

Herman’s inner shouted. Koji launches his fiery tails to Awan and Herman shoots a nail to Awan. “Teknik Gabungan: Granat! (Combo Technique: Granade)” Herman and Koji shouted. The flame hits the nail and triggering a great explosion, but Awan just looks ok. “I told you. It’s no use.” Awan underestimated both of them. “Cut the crap!” Kartika exclaimed suddenly appears in front of him with Cakra ready to hit Awan with his shining blue hand.

But his eyes knit, finding a total stranger sitting next to him, her eyes are on him, blushing. " Excuse me! This seat is taken." Marquis frowns, speaking to Hanabi who just tucks her hair behind her ear. " Don't worry about it. I am family too. Right? Aunt!" Hanabi grins and looks at Mrs Turner who is not minding anything. " This is Hanabi Woodson, my niece and a gynaecologist." " Hello!" Hanabi holds her hand to shake. " Hello! But if you don't mind, vacant my wife's seat. She will sit here!"

he noted. ‎She said nothing. ‎Didn’t move. ‎Didn’t cry. ‎His lips curved faintly. ‎“Smart girl.” ‎For a brief moment, they simply looked at each other. ‎Then he reached into his pocket. ‎Pulled something out. ‎A card. ‎He flicked it lightly. ‎It landed at her feet. ‎Blackjack. ‎“Run,” he said casually. ‎And she did. ‎This time, she didn’t stop. ‎She ran into the darkness.

By the time Hana and Namio arrived at the entrance to Cyber Island, there were already ten people waiting. Hana rolled her eyes at Namio mockingly, "You said my key was unique," Namio smiled wickedly and replied, "It's unique to D.Ruck," Hana forgets that Namio's nature is highly hostile and mean. He would be extremely happy if he succeeded in tricking others. Hana quietly backed away, wanting to extend the distance from Namio but was taunted by him, "Just one spell from me is enough to make you fly back to D.Ruck,"

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

Kyomi had laid out matcha, wagashi sweets, and a deck of hanafuda cards. “Let’s play something fun,” she said, scooting closer until her bare knee pressed against his thigh. “You remember how to play hanafuda, right?” He nodded once. As they played, Kyomi grew bolder. She leaned over the low table, her sweater dipping low enough to offer a tantalizing view of her cleavage. Every time she reached for a card, her breast brushed his arm. She laughed at his precise, strategic plays, her hand resting playfully on his shoulder.

she says, offering him a warm smile, which he returns. “Until my death and even after,” he says with reverence, causing me to blush. This man has such a way with words! Hanabi steps forward with Arkyn in her arms. “And this is our little nephew!” she exclaims. I should have known the second Hikari’s smile dropped from her face that something was wrong; her bottom lip starts to tremble, and she takes a tentative step toward Hanabi. She looks at Fenriz and me, then at Arkyn before she places a hand on his forehead and cries out as if she’s just touched a hot pot lid.