Komi Shuuko Novels & Stories

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

) Shuji: Sono hitsuyo wa arimasen, kare wa anata o ba ni tsureteitte kudasai to itta, watashi wa ima ie ni kaerimasu, watashi ga kaettara, anata wa junbi ga dekite imasu, watashi ga ie ni kaettara shibaraku ofuronihairu dakedesu. (No need, he said to take you to the bar, I will go home now, when I come you are ready that I will just take a bath for a while when I get home.) 妹。: Yoshi, or nichan mattemasu. (Little sister) (Okay, older brother I'll wait.) Shuji: Okay. 妹。: Do you dare to isshodesu? Ba ni iku no wa 2-ri dakede wa arimasen.

The locker room was buzzing with anticipation. Hatake Rin, was talkingto his team mates, listening to the excited chatter around him. His teammates were hyped, more than usual, and it wasn’t just because of practice. The real buzz was about a party. But not just any party. Takuri Komori, the enigmatic third-year senior who founded the Shirakiba Wolves basketball team, was finally back in Japan.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

"In exchange for my armies and my alliances, I want Sherman's head. – Komen said. - All right, I want to be your partner. – Tsuki said. Sometime later, upon getting rid of Sherman, Tsuki asked for Sherman's head towards one of the executioners, in which they brought her soon after, when there was a meeting, the demon brought the head in a cage. Komen was there at that time, quite happy, to say the least, when they looked at and signed documents. A few years earlier.

Kenzo said and grain then she get a death glare from Jade that make Kenzo laugh. "Okay.2 so back to the discussion Jade you can go back to your sit" Shun said then Jade stand up and walk to the sit near Kenzo, Kenzo even tap it like 'your here' Kenzo's action made Jade raise her middle finger that make Kenzo chuckled.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

World 01: Modern Martial World. Pitiful shou versus two scum gongs. NOTE: Shou = Uke/bottom and Gongo = Seme/top (In case anyone asks the terms) (...) The light from the flourishing lamps illuminated the private room of the exclusive restaurant that the new rich frequented like little ants that find the sweet. The private room was beautifully decorated and looked very comfortable, with long, soft sofas, which gave a rather tempting suggestion for doing other things besides resting comfortably.

The young man called Xiaoye shouted as if he had stimulants, "Miyamoto, chop him to death and let this pig know how powerful I am!" However, Yang Xiao's body was as fast as lightning and his speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eyes. In an instant, before Miyamoto Ichiro could see Yang Xiao's figure clearly, Yang Xiao was like a peerless God of War. With a swift kick, Shinichi Miyamoto lost his center of gravity like a cannonball and fell hard on the glass wall of the Sakura Sun-style cuisine store.

"I had the situation under control. Ah, I should have won that competition." "But you didn't." Uche smiled triumphantly and started towards the mango tree "You lost the fight. And for the fight time, to a woman." "Biko. Let me hear. You and I know that Ejima is not just any woman. Your wife has special qualities which I have not seen in anyone before." "Tell me about it," Uche said and rested his weight on the chair, grateful for the mango tree that stood in the middle of the compound, casting a shadow from the hot dry season sun.