Kokichi X Shuichi Comic Novels & Stories

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.”

Shuji sat on the monoblock chair that he had the staff bring over. "Really busy?" the staff asked Shuji, and he nodded. "Yes, we are in the same place but we don't see each other even when my sibling and I are out for a stroll. Lixue and I only see each other when her dad calls my Papa," Shuji replied as they both turned when his friend Akatsuki called him. Akatsuki smiled as he approached his friend. "How was the rest?" Shuji asked his friend. "It's relaxing, bro that one year of hard work and the body pain disappeared immediately," Akatsuki replied to his friend.