Kenji Utsumi Novels & Stories

Charlie suddenly thought of something and he told Yahiko, “By the way, Mr. Ito, I will have to trouble you to help me to do something else.” Yahiko hurriedly replied, “Please tell me what it is.” Charlie replied, “What is the name of the vice-chairman of Nippon Steel who was negotiating the terms of the contract with Jasmine before this? Is he called Hashimoto Kazumi?” “Yes.” Yahiko nodded and said, “His name is Hashimoto Kazumi!”

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

Izanagi, our guitarist with bleach blonde hair held up a fist to his chest then the sky, it was a silent tribute. "Thanks, Kagami!" Gen's eyes were full of tears, he's our drummer but he's always the first to cry. He used to have a mohawk, but his girlfriend convinced him to shave it off so now he's bald. "We love you, man!" Utaka waved with both arms, his strawberry blonde hair fluttering in the wind, he was half french and had the energy of a chipmunk but his piano playing oddly filled those listening to it with rapture. "We'll never forget youuuu!"

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

He hated seeing people suffer, and sometimes his worry was almost suffocating, but it always came from a good place. Rayle stepped aside, and Kenji entered first. He was tall for an omega, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit despite it being a casual visit. His sharp features looked more serious than usual, his dark eyes locking onto me immediately. Behind him, Mitsuki followed—smaller in stature, with gentle brown eyes and messy, honey-blonde hair. He wore a cozy sweater and jeans, looking exactly as I remembered him: warm, soft, and approachable. “Haru.” Kenji’s voice broke through the silence like a blade. “What happened?”

Sunlight filtered through the curtains, but it did nothing to ease the tension that filled the space. Kenji sat behind his desk in a perfectly tailored three-piece grey suit, his posture straight, his expression cold as his eyes locked unto Ryu. It wasn't that he was angry Ryu was in their home with Aito. He had long ago accepted that Aito could never be separated from Ryu. He was just pissed about having to wait hours for both of them in a room with two people in particular he didn't like. He made a mental note to give Ryu a piece of his mind about it later.

The boardroom doors parted, revealing a table of polished obsidian and a man who owned the air in the room. Kenji Sato stood at the head, 6'1" of lethal grace wrapped in a midnight-blue bespoke suit that clung like a lover's promise. Porcelain skin stretched over high cheekbones, jet-black hair slicked back to reveal obsidian eyes that locked onto mine with unnerving precision. A thin scar sliced his left jaw, a whisper of violence. His mouth curved in a half-smirk as he extended his hand. I took it, expecting firmness. Instead, his grip lingered—warm, unyielding, thumb brushing my knuckle in a graze that sent unwelcome heat coiling up my arm.

But they’d get whoever was responsible for all their losses. VVVVV “I’m back” Kenji said as he walked in. “I know” Megumi said turning away from the window. “I saw you leave with my accountant”. “You’re not jealous, are you?” he teased. “And why would I be jealous of my accountant?” “Don’t be mean. I would be angry if I saw you talking to another guy. Takashi especially”. “And why would you be jealous of the poison maker? He’s a child and doesn’t know anything. He’s just getting to know the world”.

I'm crying for this, cause I've been in Kazuo's position :) See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.