Novel & Cerita Himiko X Kokichi

And I'm not interested in three-dimensional men," she said. Akiko scoffed, unsurprised by Kyoko’s honesty. After getting to know her better, Akiko had learned that Kyoko was an otaku*. She preferred manga and anime characters over real people, which explained her bluntness when dealing with them. Her taste for men followed suit—Kyoko was more attracted to two-dimensional men from manga and anime. Akiko didn’t mind; in fact, she sometimes enjoyed Kyoko’s rather extensive manga collection. “I know Mori is handsome—fairly handsome…” Akiko corrected herself, as her mind quickly found someone more handsome than Mori. But she quickly pushed that thought away. She shouldn't be thinking of Kenji in

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

she asked, her voice quiet but full of warmth. “Of course,” I replied, offering her a small smile and gesturing to the seat next to me. “Please.” She smiled in return, her eyes gentle as she lowered herself onto the couch beside me. For a moment, we both sat in silence, the only sound in the room being the soft rustling of pages as I placed my book aside. Keiko’s eyes drifted toward the window where Jiro and Hibiki were laughing, their voices light with joy. I could see the tenderness in her gaze, and something in me stirred—an odd mix of gratitude and curiosity.