Kyo Fruit Basket Novels & Stories

“So cool.” “You find it cool?” He knelt on the ground. Checking the content of the basket. The first one was filled with different sizes of containers and napkins. While the others are full of fruits like mangoes, apples, oranges and some grapes. It was more than enough for the two of them. “Yeah.” His arms were clutching at the rock. Peaking at Henrick’s action. “I mean, even if I became as rich and powerful as you, I don’t think I would be able to make my people feel scared in my presence.”

Inside, the hospital room was adorned with an assortment of fruits, pastries, and a large bouquet of flowers. Cole sat beside Phoebe's bed, carefully peeling an apple for her. Phoebe playfully quipped with a smile, "Are you thinking of opening a fruit stall here with such a variety of fruits?" Cole glanced at the fruit box on the nearby coffee table, which held kiwis, apples, strawberries, citrus fruits, bananas, grapes, pears, and even two large watermelons. Each type was neatly arranged in its own box, creating a colorful and striking display.

I asked him, with the hope that we have stocks of Adamantem’s requested fruits. “Fortunately, we have, Alpha Eleo. Please come, you can check and choose.” We then walked toward the kitchen. I was able to breathe with relief, otherwise, I would be personally going to the market or the forest just to have fresh blueberries and young coconut. As we entered the kitchen, our pack’s Chief Cook, pointed to me, to my delight, some baskets of freshly picked blueberries, apples, and other fruits in the kitchen. He then got a young coconut, put a coin-like whole in it, and then poured its juice into a tall glass.

Zoe’s eyes gleamed haughtily. The village chief took her cue and politely unwrapped the gift. In the next second… A delicately woven handmade basket was revealed. The basket was made of distinct red and blue-colored bamboo. It was not a traditional basket, however; Zoe crafted the basket from a smaller bottom to a bigger top. I looked like a dainty vase with an exquisite shape. On the surface of the basket were some flowers sculpted using bamboo. They looked very much alive like actual flowers.

he forwarded the fruit basket to her. It was small and accumulated an apple, a bunch of grapes, two bananas and a few strawberries and black berries with a peeled sliced dragon fruit and several lychees. From every angle it appeared that the basket was properly organized with those fruits (that was because Alan bought it from the market) But he only put those fruits that can be stolen easily. He had to make it look like it was stolen after all!

He asked. The girl looked at him. “You know the Komatsu?” Jai nodded. “Yeah. I’m a friend.” The girl stared at him then at the bracelet he’s holding. “If you’re a friend, then you should’ve known that Kiyo-chan doesn’t like green.” ‘Right. A new name. Who is this Kiyo-chan?’ Jai thought. He then pretended a confused face. “Kiyo-chan? Who says that this is for Kiyo-san?” The girl looked surprised then. “Oh? So it’s not—oh I’m sorry.” The girl giggled. “I thought you’re buying this for her. Just saying. But hey, the mother is a married woman, you know? You can’t gift this just like that.”

I frowned. “Before you set up an inquiry panel about these fruits, I plucked them from the eastern lake. They are tasty and harmless. The only problem is… they are red.” Baspo handed me some little oval fruits. I scanned the fruits. They were unique. Rich blood red. Shining. Pulpy. Juicy. Fresh. My mouth validated and I licked my lips. I heard Baspo laugh. “What?” I questioned. He shrugged his shoulders and occupied the spot next to me. Baspo stared at my face. I could feel it. I averted my gaze from the red fruit and questioned Baspo with a raised eyebrow.

They loved her for her good heart. As she approached the park, she took a moment to investigate the contents in the baskets. Apples, bananas, grapes, cherries... guessing to herself she made out that Jen did not know what fruits the prince would prefer so she put together whatever she could find. Shinja did not know either so she went with whatever Jen had come up with.

When good things come, our past desires also reborn. It has been Essi’s hobby to stroll the Bordeaux market and find good deals there. Her stroll towards the inner parts of the market feels like her fresh meandering in the market of Bayanihan as well. From there, she learned that the best stalls are often at the hinter parts of the market and the best products are often hidden or covered by the old supplies. She happily picks up oranges and other fruits. A special stall offers fresh buko as well. She thought of preparing a buko salad as a special dessert for Oneil to enjoy. While she was waiting for the vendor to pack her items, some fruits rolled towards her feet.

Color green, pink, and purple. “What is that?” I asked Matheo who picked it. “Relax. I forgot them but they seem to be…edible. I think so, yes…” “Oh, I think I remember. The green one is Kamias, the purple is mangosteen, guava, and starfruit.” Matheo explained. Theon cooked the fish and we waited as I let Matheo eat the fruits first to see if it is poisonous. When he was fine for the whole hour, I tasted it and it was…decent than I thought it would be.