Hirai Hana Mga Nobela at Kwento

He then said to Conan, “Clean up the mess. Send the driver and Patrick to the hospital.” Then, he looked at Collier and said, “I want you to find a woman with the family name Hara, from Ryokan. She’s the mastermind behind his attack.” “Hara?” Collier’s expression ashened. “Do you mean the one who set this ambush up is Reiko Hara of the Refined Blade Clan? She just arrived at Riverbank yesterday and she was with the Weather family. “After I left Casius’ funeral, the entire Weather family visited her.”

I expect them to be shy, but before I can open my mouth to speak, Hera beats me to it. “Hiram’s mate is a child?” She asks, and Hana smacks her gently, causing me to chuckle. “I am not a child, Hera, and I am twenty,” I say to her, and her brows crease. “I am petite, and this is my height.” “Oh,” she says, and then Hana rolls her eyes. “Do not mind my sister. She really doesn’t know how to speak to strangers,” Hana says, and I wave my fingers slightly, signaling that I am okay with her.

Of course it was a facetime call, because the Haunter Supreme did dig cameras on him. I glanced at the screen when Amy picked up and saw he was driving. Surely going home after I screwed up his date. Another Barbie I owed an apology to. I ground my teeth and kept my eyes on the road and my mouth shut. “Talk to me, Amy,” he said, seeing her on screen first. “It’s a woman in a long white nightgown. White, dark hair, dark eyes. And she’s very pissed off.” “Any idea where the fuck she came from?”

All right, what does Hana mean? ***

Namio watched him for a moment longer before quickly leaving. Inside Cyber Island, Hana was observing the rhythm of movement of the purple flowers in front of her. She had only entered here for 2 minutes, and they had attacked her in unison. They seemed to have a hunch and could guess Hana's direction. More specifically, Hana burned them all with Worn, but after, each flower grew as fast as a mushroom. After each time, their attack ability became faster and more robust. Hana recalled the book Henry had given her, based on which she knew it was a Blue Or flower whose mission was to protect Helix fruit.

Instead, a woman sat, sipping a martini, her black dress clinging to her curves, her glossy hair cascading in waves. She was gorgeous—high cheekbones, full lips, an aura that screamed power and sex appeal. She was Japanese, like Kaito. Her dark eyes locked on me with familiarity. Which was weird cause I know I've never met her before. “Oh, you must be the Lisa,” she said, her voice smooth and lightly accented. Her smile more smirk than warm. She stood, offering a manicured hand, her nails were blood-red. “I’m Hana Tanaka.” Confusion slammed into me harder. Tanaka—Kaito’s surname. My stomach twisted, a sick dread rising.

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.

They all started creating their Character Information that they were thinking would be good for it. So Hikari starts introducing his character to Neu and Nimura. "My character name is Shinigami Arithia. The gender is a-" Neu and Nimura were so shocked when they heard that. They then ask Hikari all of the sudden "Wait, Grim reaper (Shinigami)? What's in your mind actually?" Hikari doesn't know what should he put about that. He just remembered someone's name and put it as his character name. Hikari didn't mean and never thinking about Grim Reaper. But he just tells them that maybe no one will care about it. So he just proceeds with it without making any changes.

Hiro objected. "I don't listen to Blacklist like that!" Shirai was cleaning out his ear. "It sounded cool tho, guess I should give them more of a listen." "Since Hayate-san was the only one who knew it why don't you go ahead and pick the next song?" He froze for a second like a deer at headlights. "M-m-me?!" He...was unexpectedly shy in front of people... That's kind of cute. I nodded. He paused to think for a moment, but when he began to play I felt like I had just been tazed. It took me a while to react as he played a very old song of Azure Phoenix's Nighttime Lover.

FLASHBACK TO SEVEN YEARS AGO… “So, Hana…what are we doing for your birthday this year?”. “We?”. Hana Shiozaki— now Sakura Hoshino— scoffs lightly. “It’s my birthday not yours, Mei”. She gathers her books in her hands and rises from her seat. “What’s wrong with saying we? Have you forgotten that our parents are both teachers?…I’m going to be invited to your birthday party, whether you like it or not”.