Kushina X Minato Novels & Stories

Yasin hurriedly asked, “Master, who is the mastermind?” Sheldon gritted his teeth and said, “It’s Matsumoto Yoshito! D*mn it! He actually dared to try and harm my son and daughter?! He must be tired of living! Yasin, I want you to inform the rest of our men that I want Matsumoto Yoshito dead before dawn!” Yasin had a stern expression on his face as he said, “Alright then, Master! I will send the orders down directly!”

“Don’t mess with the White Mansion’s administrative systems, okay? She might notice.” “Okay~ What about the students…? Who have you met?” “The… The First-Year Student Council President, Persia Silverlight and S… Special Student Number One, Kuroyuki Shiroha…” “Big brother, are you messing with Restia? You only met two students so far, and THEY ARE GIRLS?” “B-But… The other me is the doing it…” “TELL, ME, WHAT, HE, DID, THANK YOU VERY MUCH?” “Ugh…”

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.

Tati says, smirking, and we all wait for Cass to return. When she does, she looks stunning. Her Akido Gi is all white. She walks towards Tadashi and Alina intercepts her. I didn’t see it at first, but Alina kneels and holds up a Katana to her and Cass smiles at her and thanks her before taking the Katana and unsheathes it.

He stretches his hands, shaking everything off before he went to walk on streets. Just as he was a little further, Kenshi jumped in front of him. The demon prince’s mouth curved into an evil grin and Yushiro scowled. “What are you looking at me like that?” Yushiro asked. “I am proud of you, my friend!” Kenshi slaps his shoulder a couple of times, his face so happy. “You didn’t think her attitude was like that, eh? She’s your long lost cousin, my friend.” “Aish! Stop making me feel worse.” Yushiro slaps Kenshi’s hand away, throwing a cold glare. It only made Kenshi laugh following as him as he walks. “It’s freakin’ difficult to get her inside the castle, you shit.”

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

Cai Kang said, breaking the tension and the handshake. Kurai’s attention turned to Cai Kang. “Yeah! I want to see how much stronger you got.” He said. “Hate to interrupt but class is about to start.” Noriko said. All of them walked together and Cai Kang looked at Kurai's expression, it is clear that he is uncomfortable and his hand is already bruising. He then looked at Kazuha's hand. It is clear that she is trying to hide it but shows the same kind of expression as Kurai. If Kurai of all people feels uncomfortable from pain then that means Kazuha is quite strong Those two would make such good friends but also terrible enemies.

Moose clicked his tongue after speaking. Inuharu looked up at Moose, “but what about her pain? She’s miserable right now, it’s obvious to anyone that looks in her direction.” Inuharu began to walk back to the school, with Moose following closely behind him. “I can’t believe this...another mate?! And Kaoru Regaldi, no less.... Of course it just had to be Kaoru… how could it possibly be anyone else but him…” Asher thought to himself while glaring at the black-haired man in front of him. “Why didn’t you tell anyone sooner?” Luca broke the silence.

Or so I liked to tell myself. But today, control felt like a fraying thread, pulled taut by the man sitting two seats to my left. Minato. My assistant. My lover. The one who knew every inch of my body better than I did myself. He was twenty-nine, with that effortless poise that turned heads...dark hair falling just so over his forehead, eyes like polished obsidian, and a smile that could disarm a boardroom or unravel me in private. Today, he was in his usual armor...a tailored black suit that hugged his lean frame, shirt unbuttoned at the collar to reveal a sliver of smooth, tanned skin.