Hey Mister Touhou Novels & Stories

She was looking at me like I was a total stranger. "Mister? Where am I?" # The weird Mister that was friends with Adon and the others was only staring at me. He was standing by the bed and his hands were weird. It was frozen in mid-air and was directed to me. Maybe he had cramps in his arms. Poor sir. I remembered Hop telling me that everything in this house was owned by this Mister. His name was Mister Dario. Adon called him D, too. Mister D for short! Or even MD!

I keep glancing around, at the well-kept garden surrounding the house, at the freaking large mansion, at the fountain in the middle of the garden, and I can’t just stop thinking about how much money the Aronohais must have. One percent of that would have me settled for life. Damn Aronohais. Damn rich people. “Is there a reason why you’re skulking around like a rat Sorahiko?”, Bastard asks while staring into my soul. What did I do now?. “Come introduce yourself to Mrs Shimizu”. Yes, your Majesty. I drag myself from where I’m leaning against the car and make my way to them, once I get to them, I bow low. “It is a pleasure to meet you Ma’am, my name is Hagakure Sorahiko, and I am Mr Aronohai’s

replied. Weird to call someone that. The mister replied. I quickly tapped on the message. Mister: [How old are you?] [I prefer my pets, 25 and above] My eyes dilated. 25 and above?! I’m freaking twenty-two!.

the guy said, his face contorting into a mask of displeasure at the name calling. "Yes, help." Melody repeated, fixing the guy with a fixed, but playful glare. I would bet my real solid gold earrings that Melody and the guy were no stranger to one another. And my suspicions would be proved as true by the next statement that the new guy uttered. "I have a name. Hello ladies, I am Mason Haze, and I am very much delighted to make your acquittance." he introduced, giving a mock bow. Seeming to read the question in both Madelyn and I's faces, Melody nodded her head in reply, letting a short chuckle escape from her lips.

…heart… bleeding… ○|￣|_ Young master... Can I... get a hug too? 〒▽〒

Smiling crookedly, Mister Cold poured tea from the pot into the cup. There was absolutely no remorse on his face. The look in the man's eyes even looked satisfied. "Stupid woman," he mumbled faintly. “No one can disturb me. You should know that." After taking a sip, Mr. Cold carried his cup to a chair by the window. From there, he could see snow falling from the sky and strong winds starting to stir the pines. "Will there be another storm tonight?”

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.

Genevieve explained with a smile as she tucked her son into bed “Tomorrow is my seventh birthday what kind of blessing do you think I’ll get from the Hunter god?” Marcus asked but this time his words had more spirit in them “The blessing of the Hunter god is totally unpredictable so we can only wait.” Genevieve replied “Okay, goodnight mom.” Marcus said with a yawn “Goodnight honey.” Genevieve replied as she switched off his lamp and headed out to the sitting room to meet her husband who was sitting on the sofa with his legs on the center table.

I looked at my time, he was ten minutes late or was I too early? “Mr Xavier, the dragon of all dragons, lord of the rings”, someone snickered making me glance up. It was that fat and dirty Mo Tang who, respectfully, had no neck. “You are late”, I said and he shrugged, he sat opposite me, his belly bulging at his slightest movement, he had piercings all over his face and his tattoos weren't scars but obscene drawings. “I'm so sorry, I should be killed” “Cut the crap, you know why I'm here”, I said and he poured me wine. I looked at it and smirked. Typical Chines. The wine swayed looking absolutely normal, but to say the least I knew what it was … it was poisoned.

She pleaded with her palms interlocked, her eyes still shut. “ Welcome ma’am. Would you like me to turn on some music for you?” A voice asked and Yan arched her eyebrows. “ That doesn’t sound like Mr. Liu” She muttered and flung her eyes open. Whole and behold, standing before her was a robot. “ A robot? How can I be this stupid?” Yan scoffed. “ Hi, am Joey and you’re?” The robot asked and Yan knew that she must be a female. “ I’m Yan” She replied.