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He was too happy, his attention fixed entirely on the photographs in front of them. “Remember this one?” Haruto murmured, his voice soft, almost fond. He lifted a hand, pointing to one of the pictures. It was a selfie of him and Aito when they were much much younger. Maybe 12 or 13, dressed in colourful beach trucks and covered in sand under the starry sky. “When we went to Hawaii and snuck away from the rest in the night to go to the beach?”

Sumire keeps on scrolling through the picture until she succumbs to deep slumber with an empty stomach. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Narco arrived at the manor. He headed straight to Sumire's room and entered inside. He found Sumire asleep and holding her phone with a picture of Mort who was topless with icing on both cheeks. Though the stolen shot of photos was a little blurry, Narco could see the joy in his father's eyes. Even if Mort wasn't smiling on the camera, the expression on his face was so light that if he didn't know him well, Narco wouldn't think he was a Mafia King.

She sighed, “How is it over there? Are you having a lot of fun?” Having fun was an understatement. I was literally fighting to stay alive. “It’s exciting over here. I took a few pictures.” I quickly sent some of the pictures I’d taken earlier and there was silence on the other end before Annie’s voice came through again. “Holy freaking shit! What are you wearing, Nara? Is that an incredibly tight tank top showing almost all of your pretty huge boobs or am I imagining it right now. Please tell me I’m not.” “You’re not imagining it.” I bit my lips to hold back a smile at her reaction.

Who, by some miracle, was listening intently. When Fruto received the picture, he immediately saw a tall youth with a powerful stance surrounded by different students who seemed as if they were ready to fight against him. This youth was standing upright with his fists on the side of his body. His legs were slightly bent, as if preparing to assault. The picture was taken at a very good angle. Ponjie leaned closer to examine the pictures. “Why, isn’t that nunchucks?” “You’re right! That must be his fighting companion.” Fruto exclaimed in delight. “Do you want to fight him?”

“I do not have nudes, and if I did, I wouldn’t share them. However, we all attended the same martial arts class, so I have shirtless pics, I’m sure.” “I’ll take what I can get.” Pam laughed, taking another swig from the bottle. I was busy swiping through my album, only to stop when I got to the last picture Daisuke had sent me a month before. He thought texting me a sexy pic would turn into something, but I’d been serious when I told him it was a one-time deal. I sighed, looking at the shirtless pic where Daisuke had his hand tugging his jeans down slightly to show that he was eithern’t wearing underwear or had pulled them down to show his skin.

Naraja: “Huh. W-what the hell you’re…. You’re just like me.” ???: *pfft* “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa~ You’re getting close, Naraja,.. buuut~ not close enough... just yet.” “Alright, alright I will give you props on being able to get in two hits on me. Two consecutive hits at that look at you.”

Nara opened the front camera, pretending to take selfies in order to observe Harmonia's movements in the back seat. She had to stay alert! However, when she turned on the camera, what she saw was Harmonia lying in the back seat, sleeping with her eye mask on. Nara was stunned again. She was actually sleeping like this?! Nara gritted her teeth in anger but couldn't do anything to Harmonia. She tried to take some ugly photos of her, but no matter what angle she took the photo from, Harmonia still looked flawless. Nara was even more infuriated. She kept telling herself that she was the young lady of the Kenwoods and had a noble status.

she whined, tugging on his arm. Darius? His icy blue eyes drifted to the barbie, and there was a sharpness to them. Annoyance? His gaze returned to me and briefly to the worn tan backpack I’d used sewn on patches to hide holes. His lips turn up ever so slightly. “Uchiha,” was all his deep voice said before he stepped around me and his barbie girlfriend had to struggle to keep up in her sky-high heels. Uchiha? I was confused until I looked at my bag and remembered that I had recently patched it with the Uchiha crest from the Naruto manga and anime. Does he know it?

“Oh, but I have gotten some information on the ninjas. Have you heard of the ancient Japanese organization, Gokudo Soshiki? “This is their logo.” She took her phone out and showed him a picture. It was a picture of a ball of flames. Alex took a look and narrowed his eyes, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

He became worrisome for his friend, but a worldly barrier lies between them, helping Niru in this crisis would be impossible. ‘’Let’s end this gahahaha.’’ ‘’The files are here!’’ ‘’I’m excited to see the reaction in your face. Are you ready to uncover your true identity? Mad lord Naran.’’ --- Barricades of powdery object surrounded Niru, walling the raining of arrows from the still concealed wasp soldiers. He is now away from being hit and damaged by the firing of archers, but the pain won’t cease even if an absolute shielding covers up for him- he Is already harmed. The arrow that was shot at him is stuck, preventing him to move and put it out of his to quench the aching of his wound. Upon