Kiibo X Kokichi Novels & Stories

*Chibi = small When he said that, Kim Jae headed for a sports motorbike parked not far from them. Hmm ... there was such an adorable call earlier. Kim Jae deliberately called Kenkyo as 'Chibi'. There was no time, the five bandits were getting closer to them. Kim Jae is not interested in fighting right now. After all, he was with Kenkyo at the moment, it would be dangerous for this woman to act like a hero. We don't know whose motorcycle it is, the most important thing for Kim Jae right now is to run away from the bandits.

Which is precisely when I realize that my dear friend, Lexie, seems to be missing the lower half of her outfit. Yep… she’s only wearing panties. Smothering a giggle, she clears her throat. Rather impressively, her voice whips out in a perfect imitation of a mother scolding her three year old toddler. “You damn well better not snap a picture or you won’t be seeing this ass for a very long time.” To emphasize this point, she gives it a little shake and her boyfriend groans in response.

- Yumiko asked, her eyes getting bigger. - Yesterday at work, while you were collecting orders in the room, Kai Ichatashiko sat down at the bar, ordered sake, said that he heard about my fear of the dark from our professor, with whom he is supposed to be friends, and gave me this card.- Miyuki explained briefly.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

"I'm glad you did. You can come along until it's almost night. I will have Keisuke escort you home safely, okay?" "That will do." It was shocking how Kenshi cares for his younger sister. It's almost like he is not a jerk anymore. As they go on, Pixie continues to ask her random questions like if her teeth grows forever or if she could climb walls and trees so fast. It was ridiculous but she tried answering it all. Somehow, it had made their walk lighter. When it was almost time to say goodbye, a Chocolate brown Kebano suddenly appeared right next to Pixie. It started saying fuwa, which means it was talking but Mizuko still can't understand them.

“Why are you looking for Ganoderma’s plaque?” “You don’t need to know about this.” “I… I don’t know.” “You will know!” Alex beckoned toward Maiko Chiba. “I’ll hand over this old thing to you! You can torture him however you like, as long as he doesn’t die.”

Kuroko was walking slowly so as not to startle her. “Hey…” He said softly. Hikari couldn’t hear him. To cope with her anxiety, she puts on her earphones and plays music up to the loudest her phone could go. Kuroko stood behind her and noticed her phone. She was listening to a song entitled “Sunflower Promise” by an artist named Black Moon. Kuroko was reluctant upon approaching Hikari. He decided to leave her alone when he bumped into the piano causing a string of sound to come out. Hikari whipped her head in his direction and Kuroko was unable to hide.

She sighed and picked the paper that approached her, containing an image of Ben and a brunette female walking into a hospital together. “Oh, that man.” Kioko said with a fickle laughter. “I was wondering when you’d find out, rather slow for your age.” “How did you know? How long?” I asked. Kioko leaned back against her chair, gripping onto the seat before she crossed her legs and her expression hardened.

Eiko sat seiza, precise, silver-streaked chignon unyielding, fox-sharp features softened only by pearl earrings, swaying judgment. I lowered, opposite an athletic frame, folding disciplined despite the South Side itch to bolt, hazel eyes locking her piercing dark. She poured matcha in a slow ritual, jade-ringed fingers steady as katana strikes, bowl extended in two-handed reverence, masking steel. "Nia Whitaker," she said, Tokyo clip weaving English silk, "you intrigue. Kenji's crisis queen, dismantling his careful chaos. Drink." Bitter green coated my tongue, grounding the unease prickling my scar above the brow. "Intrigue's mutual, Eiko-san. Inviting the enemy to tea? Bold play for a woman

“See you tomorrow, Koibito.” Unable to take it any longer, Kyoko immediately ended the call. She had no intention of responding to Ryu’s final word. Koibito is an affectionate term typically used for partners who have been in a long and serious relationship that often leads to marriage, such as an engaged couple. Kyoko cursed at her phone’s darkened screen again. Her face flushed red with frustration. It was becoming clearer that the man was truly dangerous. Kyoko sincerely hoped she could finish this job quickly. After dealing with Ryu, she could return to her apartment and lead a peaceful life.