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“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

time story her mom would always tell them both, except Amor's version always included him and how they were happy to have each of them. She started to interrupted but thought better of it. After all it was her that told their mom to check in on him anyway. Akiaya headed up the stairs to her old room and found something to make her cousin happy. With the weather being cooler at night, due to it being fall, Akiaya chose her long sleeve, silk jersey wrap dress embroidered with white, gold and pink. She paired it with her pink flats. Her hair was a tangled mess. Knots and strands were everywhere. Akiaya wasn't sure how she was going to make her hair look presentable in the short time Chun-Hei g

Carmen laughed as Camila pushed her away. "Is Seth gone yet?" The kitchen door opened to reveal another maid. This one was beautiful, very beautiful she could be a model. She had long blonde hair and bright grey eyes. She was tall and wore a short and baggy shirt that spelled "Demon Slayer" with an animated character on it with a sword.

I sighed, pulling the bonnet off as I stared at my hair in the mirror. “Wow… Your hair is-” “Weird?off?” ”Beautiful.” Ahana, Hawaii and Nova said in unison. “I can swear it's almost glowing!” Ahana said, making me stare at her hair carefully, It was almost white, long and silky. “It may seem wierd to have this hair color but we will style it in a way the attention will not be on your hair, I can't believe I get to touch it.” Hawaii squealed as she started braiding my front hair.

Aunt Akiyama lends me a kimono, at the top it was white and at the bottom it was red, I wore a waist band of the same color, but a little lighter and a golden buckle of a flower; I tied my hair in a low tail with a white ribbon. I'm ready to defeat Satoshi and end this eternal suffering, but.... Will it really be worth it, even if I kill him he won't bring me back to my parents. But I don't want it to be in vain and even less the death of my father that was caused by him. I see Hiroki quite serious posing on the door of our room. He doesn't want to look me in the eyes; I was afraid that the worst would happen, but I'm not alone, I know that if something happens Hiroki will go to look for me

After a while, somebody finally arrived at his location. Its two girls that seem to be twins, the first one have an emotionless face and short hair. While the other one has longer hair and has more emotion on her face. They both are wearing the same clothes as well, it's like a green sleeveless kimono with a white outline, and they both wearing the same ribbon on their hair as well. They both have white stockings and sandals Japanese styled. (G****e "Kyou and Kinou Evenicle" and you will have their picture)

Then I brushed out my hair, pulling it up into a traditional updo putting in red and white flower clips to match my kimono. “What are you all dressed up for? Looking like a proper Japanese wife.” Shinobu whistled as I made my way down the hall. I glared at him, slamming him into the wall, pulling a hidden blade from my sleeve, and pressing it to his throat. “If I didn’t want to get blood on my kimono, I’d slit your throat.” I glared.

At the same moment, Zhi watching them quietly has started to talk to Heamillia, who just dyed her long glistening hair in a color of a fascinating roses, once every vacation, “Seems this is a fight between a youngster and an adult. This reminds me of our old days Akane.” “Likewise here,” she replied back and interistingly added, “These youngsters reminds us of our golden and darker days in the past Zhi, especially to me on that girl named Nikka, her strong and witted personality can be compare to my dearest Himari, the Golden Fang.” she reminisicngly stated while resting her arm on the shoulder of Zhi, who was wearing his favorite light pink kimono with a pattern of an alluring flower of a c