How Old Is Kenma Novels & Stories

"So… would you stay here with me for a while? It just so happens today is my birthday… and it’s a bit sad to celebrate it alone." "Sorry for troubling you… hehe." Kenzo, who was the same age as Elena, was also feeling very lonely today. It was his birthday, but his parents were abroad handling their company. So, Kenzo was truly alone. ... To be continued…

“I do not know many people here.” Maera’s expression softened just slightly. “You are the Luna’s brother.” “Yes.” “And you wish to be friends with her guard?” Ken gave a small smile. “I wish to be friends with you.” Another pause. Then Maera nodded once. “Very well.” Ken blinked. “Very well?” “Yes.” A small smile appeared on his face. “That was easier than I expected.” Maera tilted her head slightly. “You expected difficulty?” “A little.” Maera said nothing, but there was the faintest hint of amusement in her eyes.

Kenneth spoke so formally that Sam stiffened on the chair. Sam adopted a more serious demeanor. He looked up at his dad in a speechless yet conflicted state. Kenneth didn't say or do anything more. It was as if he knew Sam would react like this. Kenneth felt slight disappointment but didn't show it on his face. He only sighed, then said, "It's your birthday. You'll be 30 after today, which means almost half of your life is over. Stop being so headstrong and heedless. Get yourself a partner and settle down instead.

Maniah asked, smirking as she looked up at me. “Child, we are not the same age,” I said to her, and she grinned. “Yeah, you’re old.” If she wasn’t my child, I would call her out of her name…really. “But she looks younger than Daddy,” Kenji said cutely as he grabbed my fingers, trying to win my grace. He was also the slyest of them all. “That’s because I am,” I said through my teeth as I glared at Maniah, and she smiled.

I just sighed heavily, and so did the others. "Maybe you should keep this a secret; I'm sure my parents won't mind helping the school cover up this problem," said Kenan, which made my forehead wrinkle automatically. "Kenan, it seems you are too used to this kind of problem; if you weren't an official's child, you would have been in a juvenile detention center!" Mrs. Merry growled. Oh, what does that mean? Kenan used to do something like this. Does he often fight? Didn't he tell me not to carelessly use martial abilities? What's this?

said Dahya. "Right. He looks very handsome, is he a boy?" asked Yuna which was immediately answered by Naya and also. "By the way, what's his name?" replied Jihan. "Kenzo, you can call him Kenzo. His name is cool, right?" replied Arka. They started chatting together. Since earlier, Dahya and Sina have not stopped rubbing Kenzo's very chubby cheeks. "Yuna, Juna, where is your child? Didn't he come?" asked Naya when she realized that Yuna and Juna came without their child. By the way, Yuna had given birth to her first child who is now 4 months old.

I wanted to greet him and ask about him performing on stage but Amara cut in. "Was it you?!" Amara got up in his face. Ken-san leaned back. Looks like he was on his way back from somewhere because he was holding some onigiri. "Pardon?" He looked at her then me with raised his eyebrows, "Dude, what happened to your face?" ". . ." ~[Insert blah blah blahs]~ "Dude, you should sue," Kenichi said after I finished retelling my account. His expression was stern, but it was hard to take him seriously when he was drinking from a cherry-pink soda can with cute cats frolicking in sakura petals.

Ken smirked, he was a handsome young man. “I take that as a compliment, but I actually turned twenty-two last week.” Sierra couldn’t help the laughter that escaped her lips at his words, “and yes, I started working for the company straight out of high school as a mail boy, working my way up.” Sierra nodded, impressed by his determination. “Well Ken, I think you and I will make a good team.” She grinned and he blushed. “Thank you Miss Brightly, you’re a very nice person.” Now it was Sierra’s turn to blush.

Sieghal turned to go back into his room, but Kenna blocked him. “No! I’m sure we’re the same age. I can tell because—” “You want to see my ID? I have my birth date and year on it, I can assure you we’re not the same age,” Sieghal said, making Kenna look surprised and curious. “So—how old are you?” “Thirty-two. Find someone your age to be friends with okay.” “O—oh, really? I thought we were the same age because your face and body don’t look like you’re that old.” Kenna looked a bit disappointed, but only for a moment. He quickly smiled even wider than before and grabbed Sieghal’s hand again.

The living room plunged into profound silence after their exit. The living room remained quiet to the point where one could hear a pin drop. Kieran's throat tightened. "Amelia, is Julian 20 years old this year?" "Yes, but … Kieran, he's still young." Amelia noticed that Kieran was contemplating dealing with her son. Kieran turned to watch as the two figures disappeared. "He's not that young anymore. It's time he got married." Amelia's lips twitched. She couldn't fathom why Julian was labeled as not so young and suggested to be at a marriageable age when he was just 20 years old.