Higurashi Novels & Stories

TWENTY-FOUR Sarah tripped over the threshold and fell into the living room. Her glasses were back in the bus, and the heavy crucifix slapped against the side of her face. Though her vision blurred, the mother and daughter could be clearly viewed in their embrace across the room. It was like something from the Francis Bacon paintings her children had studied at school, the ones that upset her so much she’d written to the principal requesting the artist be removed from the curriculum. What she saw now was a grotesque knit-work of meats, impassioned and ungodly.

In cursive, old calligraphy, it read ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× 《V I V I A N H I O M I》:《25》 《T O K Y O : J A P A N》 《C A U S E O F D E A T H 》 ○ HEMORRHAGE ○ ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× "This is never not sad." - To be continued

"I felt the creep whenever I came here." I ran my fingers of the spine of each book and then I read the manga's title one by one: "Hanayori Dango", "Harumatsu bokura", "Tsubaki chou planet", "Reimei no Arcana", "Akatsuki no yona". These are all shoujo (romance genre). But there are other sport genre too, like: "Slam dunk", "Haikyuu", "Prince of tennis", "Eyeshield twenty-one", "Kuruko basketball". Fantasies and action genres are available too: "Demon slayer", "Hakuoki", "Bungou stray dogs", "Attack on titans".

was all Hiroshi responded, his face still stricken with confusion. Nana mentally sighed. See, even Hiroshi, who is infamously known to be a super geek and a certified otaku, doesn't believe in those kinds of things. Who would on their right mind would believe her anyway. "Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?" Hiroshi quicky added, his eyebrows now knitted together. Miyazaki Nana decided that it is best to drop the matter already and went to pick up her controller to her side to avoid having eye contact with the guy seated right nest to her.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

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.

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

"If it's not inconvenient, may I come in?" Stunned, Hiya found herself nodding in agreement. The stranger crossed the threshold, and Hiya, eager to extend hospitality, ushered her into the living room. The clash of two worlds, one subdued and colorless, the other vibrant and mysterious, unfolded as they embarked on an unexpected encounter. Hiya, in her simple act of offering water and arranging tea, unknowingly began a chapter that held the promise of change, injecting a splash of intrigue into her otherwise dull existence.

cried Price. “Language!” Amy and I chided him at the same time. Isaac faced me with an incredulous frown. “C’mon.” I produced my phone, where I had downloaded Trisha’s SLS app, and looked up at the couch. “May I, ma’am?” “Show him,” the phone app replied, giving the Haunters a good start. “Thank you.” I opened the app and let Isaac see my screen. The sticks showed Ann sitting on the couch, with Edward and Joseph standing behind her like soldiers.

Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended, Tachibana Hana waved her hand toward Monica again, but it was Sorata who was excited. Looking at this idiot, Monica decided to ignore him for now, but then, he didn't notice that there was another harem protagonist inside this hall that seemed to be jealous when he saw how Tachibana Hina was waving her hand toward the direction of Monica since even an idiot could tell who Tachibana Hina was waving her hand for.