Kokoro Mitsume Novels & Stories

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 don't see how it was important or mattered," Vane says. Vane especially. "Don't be an idiot." To Korin Iwasaki, Kas says I know that most of the time, you can ignore it. He always has a dick stuck in his ass." No, more like an implacable shadow. But that's too much for Korin Iwasaki yet. She will learn soon. "Keep going," Kas says, keeping his tone of voice light. "Mineko Hatsumomo," she replies. "É Mineko Hatsumomo Korin Iwasaki."

We posed for groupies and laughed all the way until I saw the five of us on Shin-Kōbe Ropeway. The Shin-Kōbe Ropeway is a Japanese aerial lift line in Kōbe, Hyōgo. The line links Shin-Kōbe Station and Nunobiki Herb Garden. And while the airlift ascends, you can enjoy the panoramic views of the Nunobiki Waterfalls. And if it's not too foggy, you can view Kobe's neighboring Rokko mountain chain. Then the scene changed into a residential area where I saw myself sitting on a couch. A man whom I recognized as Mr. Williams then hurried towards me and pulled me into a tight hug.

So naturally, she was curious as to who this person was. "Don't bother yourself with that," the kitsune waved her hand. "How old are you?" "Three hundred and fifty two years," she said sitting down as Ro sat next to her before she asked the kitsune, "You have three tails then?" "Yes. And no, you can't see my tails" Mizuki announced before Ro could ask. With a chuckle, Ro replied, "I know." The kitsune gleamed with acknowledgement. "Are you the only river kitsune?" Ro asked.

Well, a reincarnated version anyway. “You know who I am,” he says the word as if posing a question, and I nod. “I am well versed in Japanese folklore; it’s the reason why Umiko’s tailed beast left me stumped because I knew that she was no Kitsune,” I say, then look between the two brothers as something occurs to me. “Split reincarnation? Is that even possible?” Itsamu chuckles and gets to his feet. “Something like that - we merge when the parade draws near,” he says before walking over to the crystal decanters and refilling our glasses, including his brother’s.

he mumbled, his lips almost grazing hers, their thighs and knees touching with their proximity. "Are you saying okay or are you guessing 'K'?" She asked, her lower lip was now pressed on Jesse's cupid's bow - leaving him wanting for a kiss. His groomed mustache felt ticklish. "I guess I'll just say both," Jesse breathed, their gazes still locked together. "'Kay," she echoed. "K?" Jesse grinned as the realization struck him. "Is it K? Your name?" Cobalt blue nodded, her mouth curved into a beautiful smile. "K."

In this cocoon, each glance was a promise, each kiss a commitment to never lose each other. As we surrendered to this moment, I realized we were so much more than lovers. We were two beings dreaming of infinity, shipwrecked on a sea of love, ready to explore the depths of every instant. The shivers that ran through my body at the contact of his skin were like so many waves crashing on the shore of our burgeoning passion. I let myself be carried away by the warmth of his presence, each touch a surprise, each breath a gift.

Yami thought. "I guess play time is over, it's time to get extremely serious" Kazuko said as her eyes radiated death from it. "Wind Particles, Wind control" Kazuko said as a ball of wind surrounded her. "It's over!" Kazuko said as she waved her hands controlling the arrows that got close to her and began heading towards the beast. The eagle opened its wings and flew away dodging it as multiple arrows flew towards it. "I guess she's not holding anything back again" Mitsuki said.

Celeste (already pulling out my phone): “Private portal leaves tomorrow. Rowan’s paying. He lost a bet.” Rowan appears in the doorway holding a credit card and resignation. Rowan: “I hate all of you. Pack light. Kōjin sulks when people are late.” 24 hours later – Mount Atago, Kyoto Prefecture The mountain is on fire in the best way (eternal flames that don’t consume, just dance). Kōjin is waiting at the top. He looks exactly like Seras if she were eight feet tall, made of magma, and wearing a chef’s apron that says “Kiss the Cook or Get Charred.”