Kenjirou Minami Novels & Stories

"You are seriously asking that now?" "I mean your first name, of course!" Subaru turned back, his hair rustling in the cool breeze of the night. He smiled and said coolly, "I am Kenjirou Subaru, glad to make your acquaintance." "Then Subaru... If you were in my shoes, what would you have done?" I looked up at the sky and replied, "If I don't want to do it, I won't. If I really need to do it, I'll make it quick."

She wishes they had put that darn peephole a little lower so she'd see who was outside. When the knocking went louder, she inhaled deeply, gathering the courage and hold the door handle. Then she turned it and opened the door. She saw a man who had let Kenji wrapped his muscular arm around his neck. The man was tall almost the same height as Kenji, he has got a short back and sides haircut and he's handsome but her focus was on her damn wasted husband. "Uh, hey! I'm Eren, Kenji's best friend. I'm sorry it's late w-we had a couple of--"

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

“I don’t want to keep Remiel waiting for too long and allow her the opportunity to hurt him again.” Kenji’s presence appears at my back, his arms wrapping around me from behind. “We will rescue him from his imprisonment, Okami, I promise.” His words do little to soothe my rising anxiety, but the comfort is appreciated nonetheless. After placing a kiss to the top of my head, Kenji moves away to look on a bookshelf not currently occupied.

"Sure. I'm the black Range Rover." All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude. This is gonna be fun.

Kier said lazily. The man immediately stood. A polite smile appeared on his face. "CEO Guzman," he greeted in slightly awkward English. "I have long heard about Imperial Raw Stone. Your gemstones are truly premium and high quality." Kier chuckled. "Flattery this early?" He gestured toward the chairs. "Sit." Both men took their seats. The visitor straightened slightly. "My name is Kenji Takahara," he said. "President of Hoshika Jewelry." Kier raised a brow slightly.

“Thank you so much! I will forever be in your debt. I apologized for not asking this sooner but could you please tell me your name?” His eyes gleamed when he smiled. “I am Kenneth Jimenez, but because we are allies now, I will allow you to call me Kenji for short. Welcome aboard, Duncan.”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

He cleared his throat, shifting on his feet. "Oh! Right," I said, quickly wiping my tears and turning to him. "Ichika, Ken, this is Ian Harrow. Ian, this is Ichika and Ken—their home has been my home for as long as I can remember." Ian smiled, stepping forward with the effortless charm he always carried. "It’s an absolute pleasure to finally meet you both. I’ve heard so many wonderful things about you," he said smoothly before his gaze turned to Ichika. "And may I just say, you look absolutely radiant, Dr Kirishima. I swear, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you must be Evalie’s big sister, not her grandmother. Please tell me your secret, so I can bottle it up and sell it." He complimente