Juuzou Suzuya Stitches Novels & Stories

“Sorry to drag you into this, man, but we are very shorthanded. Your job is to look after the Suzuki family, Lady Haruka, and her nephew, Sosuke. Make sure they’re comfortable and get anything they want.” “Of course,” Luke said, nodding. He understood his job perfectly. He was to be the Suzukis’ escort. After all, the Suzuki family was a very well-known noble and rich family from Japan, who owned the famous Jade Jewelry Corporation. They were renowned for their unique jewelry designs, and those were going to be in the show tonight, along with the famous designer Mr. Tachibana’s spring-summer collection. “They should be arriving very soon,” Sebastian said, looking toward the door.

Thankfully the suriken didn't hit his stomach, either. Ye Jun swallowed his saliva with difficulty, he saw the tree behind his. The suriken was stuck very deep, deeper than Ye Jun's stick earlier. Maybe Ye Jun had imagined, that the tree was his self. "Kazuo, you are nuts." Ye Jun said, before he chose to leave.

he inquired his gaze riveted on her hand. “Depends how large or small the affected area. For this, almost immediately,” she generously responded. “There are latex gloves in the medical bag. You will need to use it for the stitching.” He stood up to wash his both hands with soap, dried it with clean towel and pulled out new latex gloves from its box. Aurora instructed him to get some Nonabsorbable sutures, and the type of needle to use. Everything was sealed and sterilized. She then explained how to put the thread on the needle. Jared needed his eye glasses to complete the task. He was stunned to see that they were not going to use a standard needle but a suture needle

SUZIE'S POV. A small sad smile tugged the two corners of my lips as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Tears fought desperately in my eyes, threatening to fall any moment from now. I tugged the sleeves of my white collar top to cover every part of my arms aside my fingers, covering the wounds and marks my dear father has inflicted upon me. Every minute, every second, Every hour, day after day, a new scar falls on my body. I closed in on the mirror, my finger reaching up to the wound patch hovering over my eyebrows. I removed it to find it soaked already, pressing my lips into a thin firm line before picking another one on the table and pressing it to the wound again.

It was frustrating, and her fingers were beginning to burn from the effort. She caressed her dark hair wishing for the first time that day that she had obtained the stick by herself. Each participant had been given a stick to make a bow for themselves. Why some struggled to bend the stick as a placeholder to tie the rope on the other end, Ejima seemed to be the only one whose rope has refused to stay on the stick. Please, can you make my day any less frustrating? She mumbled and picked the stick again. This time, she applied a strong force, making sure the knot was perfectly stable. That seemed to end her misery as the rope did not slip out this time or bounce away from the stick.

The visit from Jenson and his men took every bit of energy out of us. Before going to bed, Suzie made me promise to make sure the men were truly dead. Using a knife, I stabbed every dead body through both eyes to make sure they were definitely gone. I didn't want any of them to wake up and try to eat us in the middle of the night. I noticed something odd while I was on my stabbing spree. Jenson and his men had red marks and scars on their wrists. Maybe they'd been tied up or handcuffed, but it was strange that they all had the same marks.

The dragon transformed back into his meat suit. "Holy mother of hell!" He raved, biting down hard on his bottom lip as saliva leaked down his chin. "Hold still," Prudence warned, then she used her fingers to clutch the wound together, and with precision, she began to stitch him up. It was an elongated wound, and with every stitch, they noticed the thread was disappearing. "There, all done," Prudence whispered as she knotted the end of the thread. "How did you do that?" Zoey asked.