Karino Kotaro Lives Alone Novels & Stories

Even if he was the mayor's nephew, he did not get his revenge. Cole said, “Karina, I am not trying to scare you with my identity. You’re wrong if you think so. I am giving you a friendly reminder since we used to hang out together. If you don’t take my advice, once you venture too deep into the darkness, you will meet your demise. Don’t try to challenge death, okay?” Karina raised her brows and scoffed, “Cole, don’t tell me you are referring to Kaze. Him? The abandoned son of the Lee family and a live-in husband who got kicked out?”

Takuto Kimura, 10 years and 2 months old, had now entered his seventh year since his reincarnation. The torrential rain relentlessly soaked Tokyo to its core in the dead of night, a cascade of water drenching the city’s neon-lit streets. Beneath the awning of a convenience store, a small figure huddled, drenched, inside a children’s raincoat. Takuto Kimura clutched in his hands the crisp banknotes he had just withdrawn from an ATM—his precious New Year’s money, carefully saved up over the past year. This modest sum would serve as his initial capital to purchase a second-hand computer, one that could connect to the internet and help him embark on the path to his ultimate goal.

Leoparta, or whatever his name is, couldn’t speak anymore. “You heard me right. This woman in front of you is my fiancée, and the photos that were spreading around? Us going to a hotel? I mean, why do you even care? As long as the person she’s with isn’t part of this school, then what the fuck is wrong with that, right, Ms. Karina?” I frowned at his words, why does he know Kirina, who’s a bit of a flirt? “Uh, where are our manners, I’m so sorry for this confusion Mr. Alcantara, we did not know about this, because it says in her information that she is single—”

Yoshito was taken aback, and he blurted out, “I don’t have another son! Who said that? How could that be possible?!” The woman smiled before she said, “We are all adults here, so there is no need for you to embarrass yourself with such a clumsy and careless lie.” After that, she said coldly, “Your eldest son’s name is Matsumoto Taro. After you drove him out of the house, he changed his last name to your ex-wife’s last name, Kurosawa. He even changed his name to Kurosawa Shota. He is twelve years old this year, and he lives in the Yamanashi Prefecture not too far from Tokyo. Am I right?”

Cookie marries Karan and they don’t have any children yet. Noel, the bartender, has no connection to the club other than her employment. Maybe I should create a graphic and post it on my TikTok??? I’ll see what I can figure out. If there is anyone that I have missed and you want to know about, let me know.

It sucks that Karter is. After just being bored for a good thirty minutes I decided to look for Karter. The rest of the guys were either sleeping or watching football which is not my thing so I get up and walk inside the plane to see Karter sitting there staring outside the window. "Hello there." I say as I take a seat beside him. "Hey." Karter smiles at me. "What you up to?" "Nothing. Just enjoying my isolation." Karter says. "Would you want me to leave you alone..?" I ask.

“No. They don’t know. They just think we haven’t met enough, so we’re not close. Even though they’re the ones who didn’t want me around them. So yeah—I purposely kept my distance from them.” Karina looked up—she was hugging Saka. I don't know why it feels so suffocating to listen to Saka's dark story. He thinks Saka lives a quiet life raised by billionaire families like Hendrick and Leona. He never expected that Saka had been isolated from the start. “Now there is me. Don’t feel alone. I will always be with you.” Saka smiled. “Thank you.” He kissed Karina’s forehead softly. Karina hugged her even tighter. She was crying—but she also didn't want Saka to know she was crying. As a result—Karina

“Goodnight, you must be Akari-chan, nice to meet you. And you are…” He looked directly at me for several minutes. “You live on the apartments above the candy store right. I knew your uniform seemed familiar, my name is Makiba Jouji, your landlord’s grandson.” He politely offered me his card as I avoided looking into his eyes, ashamed at the fact that I did not even remember my landlord’s name. Written with golden letters below his name you could read Guidance Center Special Consultant. “Nice to meet you, I am Taoyama Naruki.” “I did not know you were friends with Matsubara-san.”

Keyla darted out and pulled him straight in, who looked at her in surprise *what are you doing here?* * I didn't want to burden you with your journeys. That's why I took a cab* Keyla was smiling again *so Kojiro is gone, now I'm curious* Keyla put a finger on Taro's mouth and shook her head *not here taro. As soon as I know something I'll let you know* Keyla hugged Taro and went back to the kitchen because Taro had to take Tsubasa and Karl away. Tomorrow he had to go himself, but then Keyla could drive

Ayane carried the twins to the couch and they sat there face-to-face. "How was your day?" Ayane asked. Kayda and Kotaro looked at each other. "Kayda was almost hit by car, looking for mommy." Kotaro answered. Although he's only 3 years old, his speaking skills are beyond his age. Ayane was surprised to hear about this. Kayda looked down and fiddled with her fingers.