Ichigo Smiling Novels & Stories

Miyamoto Ichiro climbed up from the ground awkwardly. He turned around and left quickly. In less than 20 seconds, he held a katana and looked at Yang Xiao viciously again. He said with a grim smile, "What a pig. Is this delicate beauty your wife? I'll cut you into pieces and play with this beauty in front of you later!" "If you have the guts, say it again!" Yang Xiao's face suddenly turned cold. A sense of gloom swept around, and the whole air seemed to be colder with Yang Xiao's anger.

Had he seen…? “Yes, baby?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. Hibiki rubbed at his eyes, then smiled. “Are you two happy?” The simplicity of his question caught me off guard. I glanced at Jiro, who was already looking at me with a soft smile. “Yes,” Jiro answered, his voice steady. “We’re very happy.” Hibiki’s smile widened, and he toddled over to climb onto my lap. “Good. I like it when you’re happy.”

He has that irresistible crooked smile and hair I love to ruffle. Igor is a valuable friend and an admirable colleague. He’s a talented doctor, and his charming smile—often appearing lopsided—lights up the room, bringing a contagious lightness. His dark, tousled hair matches his intense gaze, which highlights his bright, expressive eyes, capable of conveying both seriousness and humor.

and he walked away. Geiru sighed. He would get himself in trouble for sure, and she walked away. Kenji smiled to himself as he came out from his hiding spot with a smile on his face that screamed malice. ‘It has been long since I had some fun. First Megumi and now the two of them’ he laughed to himself and looked for Megumi’s eyes in the crowd of people, but he caught Sachi’s and he winked at the older sister who glared hard.

He added, not noticing Alesteria smiling at him. "I should record this day as the day Ich is nice for once." She jokingly said as she laughed. Ich glared at her, "This again?" "I'm just kidding!" Alesteria then relaxed herself but still kept the smile as they walked to the back door, Ich behind her as they did. Before Alesteria could open the door, she turned to Ich and grinned at him. "That would be nice." Ich knew what Alesteria meant and laughed lowly at her, shaking his head slightly.

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.

} 'It's good improv but unfortunately I wouldn't be able to play with her any longer I have another person to deal with} **Sweet Smile** "Since you are so sincere I would forgive you this one time." Mi Cha **Grits Teeth**'Tae Rin! I hate your guts!'

He explained, turning his head to me, a devilish grin growing on his face, “And you can’t even remember one of them.” My eyes widened, and I ripped the photo back into my view, analyzing it until I noticed the same person standing in front of me in the picture, smiling with the rest of us. “Y-you’re…” I stammered out, not able to comprehend what was going on, but growing more and more restless every second. “Fugo Wakataka, not at your service!” He announced, extending his hand for some kind of introduction. I took the moment to let out all of my anger, throwing a fist towards him. Unfortunately, he was able to move out of the way before my punch connected.

“Boss, how do you feel about this now?” The elder man hesitated before mouthing the words, “I feel happy. That I fulfilled my promise to them.” He seemed to not want to dwell on the matter anymore for he stood up, despite the happy smile at the dyes of his lips. He walked towards his desk, his hands rummaging one of his several lockers before digging out a photograph. Ichiro beamed as he went closer to him, to take a look at the photograph. He gasped, “She looks so much like elder sister in this photograph”