Kokichi Ouma X Shuichi Novels & Stories

The woman smiled and patted Ejima's shoulders. They had stopped in the middle and as they waited, the door by the far side opened, and people that were clothed with leaves started toward their direction. There were men and women, but the population seemed to be paired. “Is this?” “Yes,” The woman nodded, “Twice they say is a coincidence. But thrice is definitely a sign. So tell me…” the woman's brow folded inwards. “Ejima, my name is, Ejima” “Ejima” The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?”

Hibiki because I said and me because I realized I meant it. “I don’t want to rush, but we really do need to hit the road.” Hachiro ruiner of moments coughed. “Hachiro.” Mayu scoffed, smacking him in the chest. “They just said their vows, and you are rushing them out the door.” she sighed. “I was just saying…” he grumbled, rubbing his chest. “I know you have to rush, but before you go anywhere, I am getting pictures at the koi pond!” Riko announced.

"Hello Monica, I am Maiko Osonoi. You can call me Mai, are you really not Nana's boyfriend? It is my first time seeing her with a boy after all." "I am Mea Uchifuji. You can call me Mea even if you're not Nana's boyfriend." Mea and Maiko introduced themselves. Monica had to admit that both of them were very cute, Maiko had shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes, and she wore a hairclip on her hair. Mea, on the other hand, had long black hair that wasn't longer than her shoulders with her bang covering most of her right eye and brown eyes. The same as Nana, both of them were also gyaru from their appearance, but he didn't expect that..

“To new friends, new adventure. Kampai!” “Kampai!” they all echo back, although Monica has no idea what it means. They clink glasses all around, and it’s suddenly the time to talk. “I’ll go first,” Yori declares, her voice going hard and steely. “Ugh! Okay, I’m from Osaka,” she says. “So many juvenile young men who don’t know how to take care of themselves where I’m from. Mama does everything for them, and then they want a wife to take over the same role. Some even still think kancho is funny when they’re in high school.” “Honey, I don’t think that’s just in Japan that men need a woman to take care of them. What’s kancho?” Molly asks. Yori sets her drink down, clasping her hands together, tw

That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?" He was shocked by my question then, “Since you are the only one who successfully killed him, I think that you deserve to know. Each country has its own myths and legend, right? Here in japan are the yokai, and what you killed is their leader. Yes, their leader indeed. The twelve ronins are yokai's, they've been here for a long time now. There is a lot that you need to know.” he paused then, “Want some advice to survive in your work? Better make sure to studies the myths and legends of your next assignment.”

*Third POV* "Okay" Koishi smiles with his eyes closed, making the hooded figure to stare down at him with a blank expression on his face. The sunlight falling on the face of Koishi making it seems brighter than before, the dark blue eyes sparking under it. "So deal Mr Hoodie man" "Yes Deal dog" "What?" a confused expression falls over Koishi's face "I said Deal but-" Koishi bits over the bottom of his lips feeling squeezing his legs together. 'No I just can't say that to him, can I? But I just feel so hot all over my body, and it's just the kind of smells good'

Not for the steak of course. Miyamura takes note of the way he refuses to use the word ‘rabbit’. He’s filled with an overwhelming amount of glee that his provocation worked. “Oh, I see”. He hides his amusement under a sincere expression and continues to peer curiously at Sorahiko. “And what else can you tell me about omegas?”. Sorahiko’s rapid chewing slows down. He blinks at Miyamura in surprise. “You— you want to know about omegas?”.

Antaotao's dark eyes stared straight at her, and saw that she had regained her original cool demeanor, just like an ice snow lotus, with a sense of superiority. Antaotao's eyebrows could not help wrinkling.OUSHIYA looks like a little yellow chicken shivering in front of her. Is she feeling superior? If we let it go, we will climb up sooner or later. "Stop." An Taotao was still sitting on the chair, with a chill in his clear voice. Oushiya's body couldn't help shrinking. For a moment, she thought Mr. King was back. But when she tasted it, she realized that Antaotao was talking.

Yuriko let out an exasperated hiss and shouted: “Enough jabberin’! No one ain’t goin’ tah fall fer yer warrior-o’-peace act.” She flung two of her throwing knives, eliciting a gasp from Aki. In an eye’s blink, Koumori-shishou moved his shakujō staff up and over his shoulder, reaching down to scratch his back with its rings. The timing was flawless because Yuriko’s knives buried themselves in the wood. The pirates stood with their mouths agape. “Thank you for the hand, my dear, but I can scratch my own back.”

Koishi mumbles biting inside of his cheeks. "You know it that too Koishi everything you make is just perfect" Takeshi smiles with the genital look over his face. In their early 20s, they have grown up from the day of their high school, Takeshi who has grown taller than before. On the other hand, Koshi, who was the same height as he was in high school, did not even reach Takeshi's shoulder. Koishi who was wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans apron smushed with colours over it, messy black hair almost reaching under his ear with its tip coloured in golden with the sliver small earring over the left side of his ear.