Kotono Mitsuishi Characters Novels & Stories

Alfi said jumping back to my book. "Great author, eh? I doubt about it, but we won’t know it if we just hold still, right? Let’s get back to work, Mitsuha.” I said. Mitsuha smiles at me. I am as far as to get back to write the story. Wira is right in front of Kartika. He is ready to release his ultimate technique to her. She looks so paranoid that she can’t move her body for an inch. “Go visit him in hell!” Wira exclaimed.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

“You won't like it when I'm lonely. I pick a fight with Hikari’s best swordsman, Yushi that little pest.” “Yushi?” “Oh you will come across him one of these days when we get closer to Hikari.” After getting enough of the fairy, they exited the party scene. Like how they went there, Mizuko’s hand were tightly holding Kenshi’s. Him holding her hand somehow makes her feel secure. Then out of nowhere, some thing jumped in front of them. It has a body like a gorilla but head like a dinosaur. Mizuko wanted to run but her hand was in Kenshi and all she could do is breath heavily.

Yep, a hopeless romantic. Keito, on the other hand, was the quiet type, being 5'11. He doesn't talk much unless he thinks it's necessary and still believes in being a gentleman. But, secretly under his intimidating exterior is a total anime and manga lover and cosplayer. Everything in his room is anime related from his walls, bookshelf, computer, and even his bed and floor. The only thing missing is his ceiling. “Sorry about that, Takumi.” Keito apologized. “Nah, Tak-kun doesn't mind at all. Right?” Ichiya threw his arm around Takumi's shoulders.

With only smell, he can tell what someone put in any drink or any food. Ishida Kazumi – The wife of Masayuki who worked as a model in her youth. Ishida Yoshiro – The extremely capable son of Masayuki and Kazumi. He is the front-runner to become the new supreme Boss.

“Who else are playing with you and Chiharu-chan?” “I… Uhh, Mitsuha, Ebisu-kun, Yuki-kun, Ame-chan, and Itani-kun …” Mitsuki answered. “The monsters separated us! I can’t take Mitsuha with me, Ojii-chan!!” The old man nodded and patted the boy’s head. “Alright. Thank you for running back to the village and telling us. We will do something.” “How about Mitsuha? I-I don’t want anything to happen to Mitsuha!” Mitsuki said.

“Mitsuhide, she may be very much able to hear us, and she just can’t do anything about it. Honestly, it surprises me how many people just think life is worth living if you can do everything like most people do. I would like to be introduced to your sister, though.” “Okay, have it your way,” Mitsuhide said, chuckling and shaking her head at her insistence. “June, this is my friend Kit. She is a doctor and wants to help you.” He over to her as she wore a small smug smile on her face. It was surprising to see. It was like she had won a battle and was gloating. He also thought it was a good look for her. That thought surprised him a little bit.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.