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He had drunk way too many drinks, to begin with, and him suddenly becoming very sentimental was done by the alcohol too. "I'll take him to one of the rooms here, go back inside our room and rest my love," said Satoru as he lifts the body of Eiji. Yuuta only nodded in agreement and let his lover take care of their friend. He just stares at the back of Satoru who is carrying Eiji towards one of the rooms inside his private hotel suite that they are currently in. That suite has three rooms inside, to begin with, which is also the same as all the rooms on that floor. Yuuta didn't go back to their room like what Satoru asked him to, he waited there until Satoru came back and carried him back to t

Right after Jiro died in front of her, Reiko still had the mood to approach Kaze with gifts, showing goodwill. She was not to be underestimated as a woman. It would be foolish of him if he treated her like a mere plaything. … “Jiro died in front of Refined Blade Dojo. Reiko Hara was there and she got blood all over her when he died.” Back at Bronze Sparrow, Miru came over with the latest update. “Mhmm. Let’s see if the Ryokanians know how to behave.” Kaze nodded. His phone suddenly rang. It was from Lock.

I smirked. “If you say God.” Takashi scoffed. “Nope. Scarier and a hell of a lot sexier. My wife, Yūri. She already wants you dead, and that was just a shot to my arm. You kill me, you are going to get your heads removed slowly and her Kitsune card shoved down your severed neck.” I smirked.

They were ready to take the profits together. Yagyuu Yukime wore a white mourning gown. She looked even more beautiful. She sat in front of the funeral hall. She looked at the several people in front of her and said in a cold voice, "All of you, what are your intentions coming to see the Yagyuu family during such a time?" Inuichiro Hanaki said with a smile, "Little girl, I will tell you the truth. As soon as Yagyuu Shinji, that old thing died, we all agreed that there was no need for the Yagyuu family to exist anymore.

Akatsuki said to his friend when he immediately approached. "You just called me," Shuji replied to his friend. There were relatives watching Shuji talking to. "It's okay, Brad, we want to see you," Akatsuki said to his friend. Shuji accompanied them inside the house, and his friends and ex-girlfriend changed clothes. "Are you okay?" Hyo asked his cousin's ex-boyfriend. "It's obvious he's not okay. His mom died. How long will you be here in Japan?" Akatsuki replied to his friend, fixing his messy hair.

"The companies document has already been signed off as a will to Hinata, when she turned 18, two years from now the company would be in her possession" "It has to be her then, when she turns 18 will make her sign the will and then over to us then we dispose of her"; Nagato said gazing back at Renji who also has an evil grin on his face. "I guess my time in high school will take longer than I've expected", Renji said and sigh inwardly. Nagato pulls out a gun from his torso and shot Kira in the head twice. She dropped down dead. Then immediately they heard footsteps coming down to the basement.

Sumire often wrote us letters telling us what was happening in Taiyou and Yukio often sent her letters as well. Yukio and I were taking things slowly and I’m happy that he’s very understanding. When a year had passed, on Yukio’s 19th birthday, I found out that I was pregnant. It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing.

As usual, Miura explained things Akiko hadn’t asked, this time with a concerned look because one of her friends was unwell. “Oh no, what happened?” Akiko inquired as she assisted Miura, who had already begun placing all the vegetables in the refrigerator, ensuring that Akiko could neither refuse nor return them. “Nothing serious; she’s just old. Goto-san is eighty-six. It’s normal for her back to hurt from time to time,” Miura explained while standing up, then checked Akiko’s forehead. “You’re doing better,” Miura said with relief. Akiko still remembered how Miura had panicked a week ago when she first saw Akiko without a hat. She was shocked by the bandage still on Akiko's head, and she nea

Takuto Kimura， now is age: 11. Fifth Grade. Former corporate elite. Current old soul trapped in a child’s body. He sat at the dinner table, elegantly (in his own mind) slicing a piece of steak with surgical precision. Tonight was the family’s monthly dinner gathering. As usual, Grandpa Takuto had come to visit. At seventy, the old man was as sharp as ever—his silver hair was combed immaculately, and his tailored suit looked ready for an impromptu board meeting.

"Everything is fine now, Jietsu. Grandpa won't let anybody hurt you anymore. Let's go home now; your mother must be waiting for you," said Tsaki while smiling at Tsashi. However, to his dismay, he received no response. He looked at Tsashi only to see him looking back at him, but his lifeless eyes had no focus, and his face was expressionless. He was just lying there limply. "Jietsu??? Are you alright? Say something..." Tsaki said in a tender voice. Unfortunately, he received no reaction at all from Tsashi. All he saw was a pair of lifeless eyes, staring back at him.