Kuroko Japanese Novels & Stories

"That doesn't sound too bad because damn Nori, have you been drinking a lot of milk? When did you grow all these curves?" "Hey!" Noriko playfully punched Damien's arm. "My name is Noriko, not Nori. Nori means seaweed. You better cut it out because I'm not putting up with your disrespectful shit," she said. Damien laughed then immediately touched his rib briefly as though laughing hurt him. Adeline felt bad but then told herself not to feel bad for a piece of shit like him. "Let's go, Adeline," Noriko said, so they left him behind.

He thought for a second, smiled at his hunch and renamed her contact. Kitsune is who she is! A dodgy red demon with a fan of tails. A werewolf who creates illusions indistinguishable from reality. From that moment on, he called it that only - Kitsune, Kit. Both the kitten and the Japanese fox shifter were all about that name.

I didn’t understand, it’s like he wanted to humiliate my inari now! - No, dear. I laughed. – This is my inari, which means it is already simple. - He, a magical creature in the hands of his master. - Insisted on his snow demon. Now I'm 100% sure everyone was aware of Korotkov's plan about Lis.

"I don't know. You are different than I am. It took me a while to realize that not every method you learn from the book is gonna work." This is quite hard. Kurai is used to threatening people because he finds them untrustworthy, using violence as an answer but things don't always play out. When it comes to understanding his emotions, he knows nothing. "By the way, you saw Yuto's memory right? What exactly did you see?" Kurai finished his meal which led the shikigami to clear it off. "Not much except for the fact that he's not japanese nor chinese like we initially thought. He's korean." He said.