Hiro And Tadashi Novels & Stories

he glared at him. Kosuke gazed at Hiro intensively, then smiled falsely looking my way. “Good to see you alive… Ms. Kowalsky,” he snickered, passed by us, and walked into the meeting room. Hiro tightened the grip on my hand. I could easily see how hard he tried to remain composed. Hiding the murderous expression on his face was much harder. Although, my body kept shivering I decided to smile to give Hiro courage. “Show them who the real Tsuchida koukei is…” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

“You must be mistaken.” “When Edwin came to me before, he didn’t save me. He saved you and Denver.” “Hah! You’re too good at pretending, brat!” Denver laughed, furious. He then snapped his fingers before pointing at Harvey. “Get him!” Bang! Without hesitation, Hiroshi immediately stomped the ground and leapt forward. At the same time, he threw a devastating punch mid-air, filled with murderous intent. As the top talent in Island Nations’ Karate world of the younger generation, Hiroshi was confident in his skills.

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

Kira wiggled his eyebrows. Reiri suddenly grinned and looked at poor Hiro, who was now... Sweating! Why? “Ah, nothing really. The truth is, we are actually close friends. W-we’ll leave you guys for now because we forgot something.” We all fell silent, especially when Hiro quickly dragged Reiri out. But even then, I couldn’t help but notice that Rei was slightly taken aback and blushing. This is bad. *** Third Person’s POV “UNTIL now, you still haven’t seen him? Worthless servant!”

But she had a really bad feeling and ran to the boys, completely upset she came to *Genzo, Kojiro, door* only got her out, and Taro, Hikaru, Ken and Kisugi stormed out. Keyla took a breath before running after him. Arriving outside, Taro and Hikaru were already holding Genzo and Ken and Kisugi Kojiro, who was still cursing and didn't want to be held. Genzo hissed at Kojiro

Heri replied, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “A secret, huh…” Sakura pouted slightly. But she smiled anyway—knowing that even if she could guess it, it would still feel like a surprise. The train arrived. They sit together in a corner seat near the door. Sakura leaned gently against Heri. In her mind, the song Mabataki by Back Number played quietly. She glanced at her watches… By this time tomorrow, Heri would no longer be in Tokyo. And their next meeting? Who knows when that would be.

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.

Riko introduced Akiko to Kyoko, unaware of Kyoko's previous grumpy attitude. "Don't bother me!" Kyoko snapped, not even turning around. Riko shook her head, then moved on to the others. "This is Misa Ogawa, from Team 1." Riko introduced someone from the other team. Misa shook Akiko's hand—better than Kyoko, but not overly friendly either. "And this is Hiro Goto, also from Team 1." He was the only man in the room. "Hi." Hiro was quite friendly but seemed very busy, so Akiko only had time to return his smile.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

The latter turned to face him, half annoyed to know that she was disturbed when she was just about to ask away her thoughts to this mysterious guy. "Thank you, Hiroshi," Nana flashes her tight-lipped smile before getting the lemonade from her best friend. Then she returns his gaze at the guy standing beside her and added. "Ah, this is Ishida Hisato, err... our schoolmate. Ishida-san, this is my best friend, Endo Hiroshi." "Really? I haven't seen you around the campus often though," Endo Hiroshi narrowed his eyes into slits at the guy. "Are you a transferee probably?"