Kento Nanami Fanart Novels & Stories

“Because I want him to be like the summer sun. Bright, dazzling, scorching, and capable of burning anyone who foolishly wanders outside in the heat without a reason. And he’ll be so handsome that he’ll make girls hot and...” “Danna-san!” Akiko scolded Kenji with a glare. She knew Kenji was only joking, but Shogo was now looking at him in horror, apparently believing every word. “Shogo-san, Sandaime is just joking. Natsu is named after Summer because I love it. I adore fireworks and festivals.” Akiko explained the real reason, despite having repeated it dozens of times before, leaving Shogo looking relieved. “Let’s head out now.” Kenji stood, adjusting his hakama. He was dressed in a formal k

Merindale broke into a small giggle as she admired his artwork. “ Where did you find this? It looks like an antique… ” Akata did not say anything but, “ Because it is… it used to belong to the great Nanako. ” And then he jumped beside her pulling her into an embrace, digging his nose between her collar bones, kissing her passionately. Merindale's finger found their way behind his neck, grabbing his hair strands as a wave of ecstasy rippled through her veins. “ Akata, did you lock the door behind you? ”

I'll tell you, nothing. However, when I did as he asked, all my eyes caught were paintings of a beautiful and delicate woman. Porcelain skin, moss green eyes, and waves of hair that shared the color of the evening sun - burning red, faint freckles scattered all over her rosy cheeks. Jojo. Not one, not two, and not three. For some reason, I found myself smiling with warm cheeks as I stretched my hand to cover Kenji's eyes. "Do not look at those, some of them are nude." I spat out.

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*** During lunch break, Miyazaki Nana's table in the cafeteria was always filled with her closest friends in school. Of course, there's Endo Hiroshi sitting right next to her. Then across from Hiroshi is Ito Yui, also one of the known goddesses in Hirosaki High. Right beside Yui is her boyfriend and the campus hottie Miyamura Kai, and on the left side from Nana's seat is another known goddess of Hirosaki High, Watanabe Rin. They were all talking about one particular thing, Miyazaki Nana's 18th birthday.

Another figure of herself in the mirror, seemed to say, "Nana, you're not really part of Takahashi. If so, how could even the man you've been calling 'Aniki' have the heart to erase some of your memories. And he told a cruel lie. by making you his fiancée, right?" "But... even though Kyosuke Aniki is evil, your papa isn't bad, Nana!" Another figure seemed to appear, oh my, it looked like Nana's other self, who lived behind the mirror. "Papa Kensuke sincerely cares for you. Despite his cruel attitude towards others," he continued. Nana is getting confused hearing her own inner war. Nana was so depressed that she created her own imaginary garden. However, the two figures of imagination did not

the king uttered as the other Aldonian maids around them bowed down and off they go. The howls of the swirling wind traveled inside the opened windows, and Cannai felt the warm embrace of his lover beside him. Her fur was as white as snow and the warmness of her fur made him cuddle her back as they are laying down on the huge wide bed. The huge candle placed on the table beside the bed was their dim light revealing only the side of the bed from the darkness. “Thank you for healing me,” Cannai uttered with his eyes closed feeling comfortable with his position. Nanami who turned herself into a fox doesn’t say anything, she offered herself to be her lover’s pillow for the night as he recovered

She exclaimed hurriedly closing the window and throwing a haori over Iori’s shoulders making her smile, “Good morning Nanami-san. I was just clearing my head before the day starts. The view here is so breathtaking,” Iori responded “It certainly is, but not as breathtaking as you’re going to be when you’re doing your ceremonial dance tonight,” Nanami said as she took out her brushes preparing for the long process of getting Iori ready for the ceremony, “It’s a big shame that Jun-sama wouldn’t see you in your majestic appearance If only pictures were allowed in these events,”

Nana and Ivan soon joined me, their presence a warm blanket around me. "Staring at this is giving me a sugar rush." Nana commented and I laughed. I understood her joke as the art was a giant ball of brightly-colored flowers. It looked like what a little girl would go crazy over as it had all the bright appealing colors. "I would keel if this was the original," I said squinting as I tried to find any mark that showed that it was an original. "What type of art is this?" Nana asked. "It's inspired by manga and anime. It was made by a Japanese artist." I explained with eyes still searching for a sign on the piece.

Just like in martial arts novels, when a highly skilled master saw a kid with exclusive talent, he could tell at a glance that he had an excellent physique, while the laymen would think of him as an ordinary person. With this thought, he instantly stood up and greeted her, "Hello, what can I do for you?" Nanako bowed deeply and said politely, "My name is Ito Nanako, and I'm from Kyoto, Japan. My mother was a devout Buddhist, and I have also embraced the faith under her influence. Today, I happened to hear that you had come to Aurous Hill, so I took the liberty of hoping that you could bless and consecrate a protective amulet for me. I wish to give it to my beloved."