Kanzaki Nao Novels & Stories

“HEY, WATCH IT, WHERE- Wait, who are you?” Now standing at the table was a short, thin girl with oversized gray-colored eyes and dark green hair. She was wearing exactly the same clothing as Bri. “I’m a Seishin, dummy! Jeez, show some respect when introducing yourself.” “I WASN’T-“ “Oh, it’s Kaze. It’s always nice to see you manifest in physical form. It’s been a while since you’ve left my mind.” “It felt like a wonderful and amazing time to manifest in this beautiful world! I can’t wait to have some of your tasty tea and snacks!”

Taizo wasn't disappointed nor angry about it instead, he was ecstatic. "My real name is Kamenaga Ayane. Mikoto was my grandmother's maiden name. She took me in when my parents died and decided to change my last name." She explained. Ryuji and Mr. Taizo listened intently. Ayane and Mr. Taizo talked a lot which made Ryuji uneasy. Feeling ignored, he decided to cut their little reunion short. "Pardon me Ms. Kamenaga but why did you call us here?" Ryuji asked. Ayane looked at him and smiled. She pulled out a contract from her desk drawer and put it on top of the desk.

Maybe if Zaina was Yuki’s sidekick, I would still believe that. "Atleast kabet labeled." Aiko replied in front of me. Kaloka is her hairstyle ha, the madman still has color. We were sitting at a large round table, so it was not too difficult when we talked. "Seriously?" I pretended to believe my ejaculation and just rode their trip.

“U-Umm… I… I know you two… You are Jai Waetford… A-And Darrion the Speedy Windlet…” Darrion nudged Jai. “What did she say?” Jai whispered. “She recognized us.” Darrion smiled at. “Yep. That’s us!” The girl blushed at his energy. “M-My name is Shizuka Kogasa. N-Nice to meet you.” She bowed politely. Jai and Darrion bowed back at her. “Nice to meet you.” “Well then, Kogasa-san, we’re going to the restaurant downstairs.” Jai said politely.

Their obsession with power was evident in everything they touched. Kanzaki Rei, the next heir, stood at the center of the estate’s ancient conference hall. All six feet of him radiated quiet power. He was considered small for an Enigma, but power was never about height, it was about presence. Rei had it in spades. His cotton-candy pink hair swept across his sharp cheekbones, a signature color of the Kanzaki line, but it was his heterochromia that captivated everyone in the room. One eye glowed a soft violet, the other a pale gold. His presence wasn’t loud, yet no one dared speak while he stood.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?” Ejima swallowed as she stared at the choirs of eyes that were staring back at her. It was almost impossible to think that those little children that could barely make a sound, were now standing on their feet with no support. Who could guess that this day would come? Who could have guessed that dropping those baskets into the water would save lives? “This is the finger of the creator,” Ejima whispered, unable to find words. “It sure is, Ejima, and by the way, my name is Ngozi." The smile broadens, "we've waited so long for this day. We have waited to give you her blessing and her gift.”

FLASHBACK TO SEVEN YEARS AGO… “So, Hana…what are we doing for your birthday this year?”. “We?”. Hana Shiozaki— now Sakura Hoshino— scoffs lightly. “It’s my birthday not yours, Mei”. She gathers her books in her hands and rises from her seat. “What’s wrong with saying we? Have you forgotten that our parents are both teachers?…I’m going to be invited to your birthday party, whether you like it or not”.

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.

, I whispered to him. "Okay", he whispered back. "What do you want from me?" I asked the girl in front of me. What's her name again? Kristine? Kaisha? Kimberly? "Ugh, what is your name?" I yelled out loud in frustration when I got tired of trying to remember her damn name. "My name is Kimberly Brent sweetie and I'm the queen of the school", she said looking so proud of herself. I snorted. "I don't care who or what you are in this school. Just spill the crap you came to say and leave me alone."