Haruka Kuran Novels & Stories

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

He stared at the paper, where she’d casually doodled a heart (totally unintentional), and his voice trailed off to a whisper: “…should be… um…” On Friday after school, Takuto “coincidentally” ran into Haruko on the way home. They walked side by side in awkward silence—until he caught himself calculating their step synchronization rate. “You’re really amazing, Kimura-kun,” Haruko said suddenly. “We’re the same age, but you know so much.” “Ah, that’s... because I watch a lot of documentaries!” he blurted, his rational brain spinning up excuses in real time.

"Do you even know who I am? I am Haruka Ito, the representative of the Far East Division of Hexagon Inc.! I am a member of the Five Royal Gates and daughter of the Way of Fire! I am Haru Miyamoto's lover, representative of the Island Nation's Martial Arts Alliance, Shinto Way prodigy, and the leader of the Six Schools. Even in Country A, I have countless people to back me up! "And even then, you dare to harm me?" Harvey smiled. "Why not?" After he said that, he extended his hand and grabbed Haruka's soft hand. There was a crack. Haruka let out a painful scream as she held her broken finger. Her face turned pale in an instant. Harvey pulled out a paper towel and wiped Haruka's forehead. With

then Akaru take a deep breath and says to Nimura "That girl, she was already dead. 5 years ago. I don't know what will Hikari says to me if I tell you about this. Even though these 5 years. Hikari still can't forget about her. But Hikari makes a promise to her. To keep the world without killing each other. A world where everyone can smile without force. That was what did he promised with that girl. The first person he loved. The first person that he opened his heart to. The first person who helps him find his reason to live in this world. The first person who Hikari needs in his life. But, it all ends when the outsider comes to this country and hunt her."

Haru glanced at the message, his fingers pausing mid-sip as he read the subject line again: "Exciting Opportunity with Little Ones Products Inc." Haru furrowed his brow, a mixture of curiosity and hesitation bubbling up within him. He’d been out of the traditional workforce for a few years now, dedicating himself fully to raising Hibiki. After years of working tirelessly in the corporate world, the transition had been both a blessing and a challenge. He enjoyed the time spent with Hibiki—watching him grow, teaching him new things, seeing his little quirks develop. But there were days when Haru missed the world outside the house, the professional identity he had once worn so comfortably.

Kuroko was walking slowly so as not to startle her. “Hey…” He said softly. Hikari couldn’t hear him. To cope with her anxiety, she puts on her earphones and plays music up to the loudest her phone could go. Kuroko stood behind her and noticed her phone. She was listening to a song entitled “Sunflower Promise” by an artist named Black Moon. Kuroko was reluctant upon approaching Hikari. He decided to leave her alone when he bumped into the piano causing a string of sound to come out. Hikari whipped her head in his direction and Kuroko was unable to hide.

He quickly walked to get here, and there he saw those who peeked into Haru's room, who was none other than Haru's colleagues. "Haru was pitiful." "I'm right, she that something was strange to her when I saw her first day because she was so mysterious." "I'm still wondering because her mother is nurse Freya and her brother is Doc Kian and her cousin is Jayson, and the doctor who is always with her is Jayson's brother, but it's just sad because she doesn't remember her real family." "And now she has a chronic illness that no one knows if she will recover or not."

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

She pretended to be busy again in front of the laptop. Haruka ate one rice roll and swallowed it first before speaking again. "Nat, she's not ugly, I tell you. Trust me when I say she's beautiful; she definitely is," she said. I nodded. I believe her. Haruka's very particular about the face and body structure of a person. Even though they are the shyest creatures, as long as they are handsome, beautiful, sexy, macho, and physically appetizing, she flirts with them no matter what.

Haruki arrived right on time, dressed in a dark blue linen shirt. “Nice to finally meet you in person,” he said with a smile. Evelyn gave a polite nod. “You too. Sorry if I seem a little nervous.” The conversation started awkwardly but gradually eased. Haruki was good at keeping things light. He spoke about his work in wood carving, his hometown in Kyoto, and his love for authentic Japanese green tea. Evelyn chuckled softly as he shared stories from his mischievous childhood. For a moment, she forgot the ache in her chest.