Kiibo X Kokichi Novels & Stories

’ “That’s what I wanted you to try. Local specialty.” I laughed. “You’ve been planning this, haven’t you?” Kai grinned like a child who had just won a prize. “Maybe.” We walked over and bought a box of assorted flavored mochi—lilikoi, coconut, guava. I couldn’t stop giggling as he stuffed one into my mouth. “Mmmph! Kai!” “What?” he said, licking powdered sugar off his finger. “You love sweets.” I gave him a mock glare and tried to chew without laughing. “You’re the one who said I need to chew slower or I’ll choke.”

Yoshiki was wondering how to finish his plans, without making Kenchiki think he was insane and just wanted to kill everyone. He looked away from the body and looked towards Kenchiki. "What did you do with Keith, hunter?" He, of course, knew he was still alive, but there was no need for Kenchiki to know. Kenchiki was really shocked when he was questioned, he thought he was pretty successful in keeping all the unlawful acts he committed lately from his brother but it seems that he needs to work harder, "I- I'll-I mean I don't know what you're talking about." While saying that, he looked at a point above Yoshiki's left eye so that it would seem like he was looking in the eye.

– He asked. Kikyou , looked at that man for the first time, it was worth the deal, she met Goki next to him, the fox woman as she was known. - I'm a painter, not a prostitute if that's what you think. – She said. - Let's talk in my office, dear. – He led her, holding her waist, taking her down the hall, next to Goki, entering and closing that spacious office. – I have business, a contract, that will last your entire life. – He said.

Even after my fears of the previous day, I found myself relaxing, safe with two gentle giants in this crazy new world. Almost two hours later, I sat between them on a bench, the remains of dinner laid out on a picnic blanket before us. I had a champagne glass in one hand and Tomichii was feeding me strawberries. “This is a bizarre ritual,” Kioshi said. “Did they really spend time like this before you were frozen?” “It's not a ritual so much as a well-respected part of having a picnic,” I replied, not sure that saying I'd seen it in my favourite movie would be as appealing. “A bit like the different tea ceremonies, only less formal.”

she asked, her voice quiet but full of warmth. “Of course,” I replied, offering her a small smile and gesturing to the seat next to me. “Please.” She smiled in return, her eyes gentle as she lowered herself onto the couch beside me. For a moment, we both sat in silence, the only sound in the room being the soft rustling of pages as I placed my book aside. Keiko’s eyes drifted toward the window where Jiro and Hibiki were laughing, their voices light with joy. I could see the tenderness in her gaze, and something in me stirred—an odd mix of gratitude and curiosity.

Ayaka asked. “No one in particular. But I guess Ko is pretty cute though.” “Ko?” “Kogami.” “Kogami? As in Kogami Kobayashi, Vice President of the Student Council?” “Unless there's another Kogami Kobayashi I don't know about, then yes, that's the one.” “What, no way,” Atsumi said. “What's wrong with him?” “I can understand if you say Rengoku-san or Pres. Even Ichiya is acceptable, but Kobayashi-san? He's the most average of all average guys and a little on the scrawny side. You have a very weird taste in men.” Ayaka said.

Cai Kang stares at Maiko and can feel a slight blush appear but still doesn't feel as nervous. Maiko was mildly surprised to see Cai Kang waiting outside with ice cream. “I don’t know what your favorite flavor is so I just picked one.” Maiko grabbed the chocolate cone and licked it. It’s still cold. “How did you-?” “I used a constant temperature charm where the temperature of the ice cream remains the same as long as I am touching it.” She chuckled softly much to his surprise. “You're so sweet. I thought you used your chi but then you would've been a girl. Let's go.” She said both were walking together.

A red-haired guy was smiling, holding up a beer with his arm slung across Hibiki’s shoulders. “That must be Rickie. Hibiki’s friend from the force. The guy who told him about the copycat Kitsune.” I nodded. “Wait, Copycat Kitsune? What?” they asked in almost unison, their voices overlapping. I laughed. “I read the email they sent before opening the image file. There’s a copycat, Kitsune. I left off with Yūri leaving Hibiki’s place so he could discuss it further with Rickie. I’m guessing she didn’t take someone copying her well.” I nodded. “Forget the pictures. Was there more to the email?” Darius asked, closing the zip file and bringing up my email instead.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

*hey look at me* Keyla demanded, Kojiro did it very involuntarily because he usually never let his feelings out *we're friends, don't you think that's worth something too? *You're right, but it's still a pity* he grumbled