روايات وقصص ضمن Junpei X Mahito

Jai tilted his head with an apologetic smile. “Ah! Sorry!” Ruta scratched his head nervously. “I forgot you’re not from here. Of course you don’t know them,” the boy smiled at him and counted with his finger. “Akaito Fujii. A prodigy from the Fujii clan. He has pale red hair and pretty, dark purple eyes. People like Akaito onii-chan a lot because he is very talented and creative, both in a fight or his achievement in the singing industry.” Jai listened intently to the boy.

And when he is injured to the point of feeling pain, neither of us can heal. I close my eyes, focusing on the moment I had with Daerius when he marked me. It seems like it was years ago. I miss him so much, I tell my dragon. Since he marked you, you are going to miss him a lot more. In a few weeks it’s going to be painful to even think of him, Mitalonys says. I internally groan, my face twisting into a grimace. My head snaps up suddenly when a door bangs. Pain shoots through my skull and my head falls back onto the wall.

MJ said to her which she smiled at and hugged her again. “Wahh, I can’t believe I did it” Patima mumble as MJ shakes his head and pat Patima’s back. “What are you saying? You’ll do it since you are Patima Takahashi, the greatest among the great” Patima blush at what MJ just said which resulted in her tightening the hug and burying her face on MJ’s neck. “Patima is blushing~” Aiko teases as she sees Patima’s face and laughs as she sees Patima glaring at her with a red face.

Not for the first time, he thought about asking for another partner. "Hey, brethren! How's the hunting?" Javier Santos from the Filipino Principality greeted them as they walked towards the hall. Javi wore a plump little body with a kind face. He was a part of Haneul and Minho's squad, with Mikazuki Yamazaki from the Japan Principality as his partner. "You caught any foxes lately?" Smiling, Javi put his arms around Haneul, awaiting a response. But the latter just looked at him wearily.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

Rachel turned the screw. "Miyako, did you give Pamela that box of matches?" Caprica glared at the ninja. "Matches? Matches are 'Old School'. Ninja's use encapsulated chemical reagents to generate flames," Miyako enlightened us all. "They even work underwater." Caprica looked down and coughed. When she looked back up, she was shaking her head and grinning. "I concede," she sighed. "Students," she called out.

He had taught her those words. "The warrior's creed," The commander nodded, "I presume your preferred weapon is that sling?" "Yes, sir," Ejima said. She had locked gaze with Uche and the smirk that lined his eyes was obvious. But there was nothing he could do now. "You have only one chance," The Commander was saying but Ejima shook her head in protest. "I will hit that target five times, and if I miss any, let me be disqualified." The murmurs that roused through the crowd was one Ejima had not heard in a long time. For the first time, the people did not rebuke her or drop any destructive comments. If she was not mistaken, she thought she saw admiration in some of their faces.

he added smiling as he hop off the Chopper. " Yonaha Maehama Beach is one of the best-known beaches on Miyako Island and is said to be the most beautiful white sand beach of the East. The fine powder snow-like sandy beach stretches for seven kilometers as the beauty of the gradational blue ocean extending to the horizon takes your breath away." A stranger suddenly said while smiling at me, I did likewise. " He is going to be our tour guide." Jerk said which made me nod. " Nice to meet you, sir, " I said and offer a handshake which he accepted." Just call me Jiro, that is short for tanjiro" He said. He looks more like a native Japanese but his English was foreign, his pronunciation is on poin

Maya and his teammates are running light drills to warm up for a practice match. The captain of the Shounen team, Hatake Rin, is calling out drills with clipped authority. He’s an elite Prime Omega, tall and lean, and probably the best three-point shooter in their league. No one argues with him. Rin’s the kind of guy who doesn’t raise his voice unless he absolutely needs to, but when he does, it echoes.

He turned to look at the maid, his eyes transmitting a message only known to them, but she understood his unsaid words in their entirety. (Don't tell me those boys...) - Those were her thoughts, he was scared that it was the truth. "Azazel, those males are they in the report?!" - He screamed at him. "Let me check." - He started to flip the remaining pages and soon found the one he was looking for. "The males are known as; Minamoto Reiji, Human. Age 22, Son of random high-class Human Mages, has Sacred Gear 'Perfect Warrior'." - He mentioned the first one.