Hantu Wanita Jepang Mga Nobela at Kwento

Age is a woman's secret, even for a female warrior. The rest of the warriors in the square looked on amusedly. Like many others in the world, Bai Wuchang and the burly bear of a man were all people with pedophilic tendencies. Lady Tarantula was also one such person herself, despite being a woman. She loved young pretty girls, but more for her morbid obsession of wanting to turn them into living specimens. "Do these beasts belong to you?" the little girl finally spoke, her voice tender and babyish. "Don't worry, little girl. We'll protect you from them," said Bai Wuchang, still wearing his wicked smile.

Even though Sebastian's wish was absurd, Raymond was sure that Sebastian was conscious. "But, five minutes of searching for the impossible is death! After all, you know how scary Big Boss is if his wish isn't fulfilled!" "Therefore, instead of you whining about complaining here, it's better to quickly go around the club and look for a fat woman like the Kopaja bus or Chinese New Year lion dance. You know the Kopaja bus? In Indonesia it is an ugly and brutal bus." " Brutal ? " "Yes, the bus moved so fast that it almost crashed into a car on a date in Jakarta. So, find an ugly fat girl who likes to move brutally like the Kopaja bus! RIGHT NOW!"

HINATA “What drink would you like to take, ma'am?” “I’ll have a glass of water for now, please,” she said. The lady nodded and quickly departed, leaving Angela alone with her thoughts once more. Angela couldn't help but admire the waitress, she had a very impressive body that's rare in Japan due to their beauty standards and also gorgeous too. Her thoughts went back to her worries concerning her date. She waited impatiently for her date, glancing at the door every few minutes. Her nerves were growing with each passing second and her heart pounding.