Kaito Momota 소설 & 이야기

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

Walking towards the bathroom to get myself ready. As I prepare myself, I'd like to introduce myself to you. My name is Patima Takahashi, a typical- you could say- rich girl but not a brat. I'm not spoiled like how the others are. Maybe my father is spoiling me but I am afraid of him. His attitude isn't the one I like really. But enough talking about him. The house in front of ours is from my friend, his name is Mark Jacob Watanabe or more known as MJ but because of some circumstances, we aren't able to contact each other.

No one was there. “Here she is….” A masculine voice said from behind me. I spun around and met his terrified blue eyes. He was the same tattooed and ginger-haired man. Devito! He smirked and strolled towards me, leering. “You look more beautiful than before.” He held his hand out. “You were in such a hurry that day that we didn’t get time to introduce ourselves. I’m Leo Devito.” I looked away and stepped back from him. “Where is Cassius?”

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

Although I'm taking up business management. Also, dad said that this is where mom graduated, so this is the school she chose. Our trip home was quite long. Thankfully, I was able to take a nap in the car anyway. At least I have enough strength to meet Iwatani’s mother. I heard his mom is a Filipina, while his dad is Japanese. I guess that explains his weird name. "We are almost here, Ma'am Seanne," said Iwatani. "Just call me Seanne. We seem to be the same age."

“Was, I rejected her, mom.” Mom smiled at me sadly, “you loved her even before you found out she was your mate. The connection between the two of you was so strong, even then. I understand why you couldn’t kill Mona. I forgive you, Kaito. It was unfair of us to put that burden on you back then.” Dad growled and grabbed mom’s arm, pulling her up carefully. “I don’t forgive or understand you. At least we got the land. But this is your mess, Raider. If she as much as breathes wrong, it’s you that kills her.”

"Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!" Lei Tianrui and the others jittered. They had done enough research to know more about their enemy. Yamamoto Kusakara was one of them. He was not on the top list of the powerhouses in Japan, but he had already reached the third level of Covert Power.

-Me) (We are doing well. I am due in a month; hopefully, they will return from their trip. I know that dad wants to be there when he is born.-Kaitlin) (Eeek, I am going to have a little nephew. That is so exciting. I can’t wait to meet him.-Me) (I can’t wait for you to meet him, either. We need to talk in person soon. I have so much to tell you.-Kaitlin)

The atmosphere in the room shifted the moment he appeared. He didn’t smile. He didn’t introduce himself immediately. But his presence alone carried a kind of authority that made it clear he was used to being obeyed. Laura gestured toward him. “This is my father,” she said, my eyes narrowed slightly as I studied him. “Kagemoto Kazama.” The name meant nothing at first. But when he spoke, the pieces began to fall into place. “I have some connection to your brother,” he said calmly. “You could say I was a mentor figure. A half-master, if you will.”