Novel & Cerita Kokushibo Last Name

"It seems Mr. Torres is well-informed." Jaycee stood up immediately and extended his hand. "Mr. Hoshino, I've heard your name many times. The youngest billionaire of Sakura Country—and perhaps the most handsome one at that." Kazuki allowed himself a small, restrained smile. The Hoshino Group. A fourth-generation conglomerate.

“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.

“Right, so. May I ask your name, big brother?” “I’m Chiba Koichi.” The man answered. “How long have you known Kuroda?” Darrion asked. “Almost a year now, I guess. He’s the newest and the latest to live here.” The man said. “What do you know about him?” Darrion asked.

Isaac stepped out from one of the off-road Mercedes-Benzes before he looked coldly at Ichiro and said, “Mr. Kobayashi, our young lord would like to invite you to come over for a chat!” “Your young lord?” Ichiro asked nervously as he hid the magical pills in his pocket. “Who’s your young lord? Do you know who I am? I am the vice chairman of Kobayashi Pharma!” Isaac stretched out his hand and patted Ichiro on his face before he replied indifferently, “Kobayashi Pharma is a Japanese company and we’re not in Aurous Hill. Why are you pretending to be that great or powerful? Japan and Aurous Hill are so far apart and separated by the seas. So, why are you trying to tell me who you are now?”

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”