Romans & histoires Kuroshitsuji Quotes

I replied. “…Almost,” Kuroyuki remarked. “Yes, almost,” I repeated. “Maybe he didn’t predict that a person unaffected by magic with high physical strength exists.” “…Perhaps, the worst would happen after you pulled the sword…” “Haha, it’s not my problem by then.” “…Irresponsible,” Kuroyuki uttered. Such insult. “I would need to correct you— it’s ‘complete trust’,” I said. “…And who is that are you referring to?”

I explained. "I'll tell you something my father always quoted to me: Fukushū wa samui kata ga ī.” "What do you mean by that?" "That revenge should be served on a cold plate and if you need all the damn support in the world to get rid of those miserable ones, do it, Sunday accounts," he offered, making me smile. What she lived, what she lives... If you make them burn, just make them burn. “Mi aiuterai a sbarazzarmi dei cadaveri?”

He pressed his hand on her cheeks "Breathtaking moments, huh," She stopped laughing abruptly. "Say, can people be counted as breathtaking moments?" "I don't know..." She blushed. He moved away and looked at the ceiling. "Fuck! You know that bastard Kurosava? He is after you! I want to kill someone. And that has to be him!" Kirito shouted. "I see, so your criminal tendencies come to power when you're jealous" "I'm not a criminal." Kirito said, coldly and in an offtune manner.

There is a saying "he that greets danger with a smile must be ready to greet death same way" and there's also a probability that someone already said it even though I formulated it in my head "Was there a smile on my face when I died?" Shiro said to himself, as the quote repeatedly ran through his mind. "By the way"he thought "where am I? " he asked as he looked around the dark empty void he was in. The only thing he could see was himself

it hisses, slashing at Jude. “Our love makes us!” I shout, light burning it to ash, Jude’s shadows tearing another, blood and dust flying. “Damn, sunshine!” Jude says, dodging a claw, blood dripping from his hand. “You’re killing it!” “Like the blade’s pulse!” I say, heart stuttering, pain ripping my chest. “Stay close!” Dante’s shadows slam a guardian, his leg bleeding. “This sucks!” he yells, limping. “Like the lords’ secrets?”

**Kōjin (voice rumbling approval):** “Well fought, little ones. Love makes warriors stronger. Protect it well.” Seras hugs him fierce—armor clanging soft against flame. **Seras:** “Thank you, godfather. For everything.” He nods to us all—hammer resting easy. **Kōjin:** “The forges stand with you always. Call again.” He steps back through his rift—gone in swirling embers and incense. Kayo helps me stand fully—tails supporting gentle, one curled loose around my waist. **Kayo (quiet, close, smirk soft):**

“I have been trying to kill myself for decades. Go ahead and kill me. The heavens might give you a fucking award!” “As much as the turn of events are worthy of being made into a movie,” Kuro said angrily. “I would like to know where my wife is.” “Ah, right,” I said and held Seraphina’s shoulder. White flames came out of my hands and burned her skin. She jumped to her feet and tried to retaliate with fire. I slapped them out of the way before sending my own back at her. Perhaps in a final attempt to cause a bit of damage, she let out a loud scream, fire shooting from her arms in all directions.

I ranted. “And the gunfire?” he questioned. “Shinobu is dead.” I shrugged, walking into my bedroom. “You… you killed him?” he stammered. “Of course. A lesson needed to be learned. No one pretends to be Kitsune. No one kills in my name but me.” I answered as I calmly began to undress.

You're all just a sad bunch of narrow-minded fools. "How dare you speak like that?" the deputy leader of the Mystic Shades Sect burst out in anger. "It's you who's cursed!" Quispe's voice was deep and resonant, his presence filling the air. "What's this?" The deputy leader turned to Quispe with disdain. "An insignificant bug thinks he can talk big? Looks like you've got a death wish." As he spoke, a suffocating pressure surged from him, aiming to crush Quispe. With a flick of his wrist, Howard effortlessly shattered the imposing force. He fixed his gaze on the deputy head and said calmly, "Spout one more word of drivel, and I'll be sending you to have a chat with your precious Four Ghost Kin

I got up and wiped the blood that appeared at the side of my mouth. "Nice, but you made me bleed so you die" I smiled and notion him to come to me. Of course, he fell for it and ran to attack me. I pulled my gun and shot me in his chest. "La prossima volta non essere patetico, non potrai mai battermi. Divertiti a morire" I chuckled. (Meaning: Next time, don't be pathetic, you can never beat me. Have fun dying)