Light Yagami House Novels & Stories

Kiyo and Alex ducked under a red flag and entered the place. “Uncle! I’m hungry!” She announced as she entered. It was an average ramen restaurant. The interior was filled with yellow and light green, with bamboos decorating the walls, also paper lantern like lamps hanging on the wall for lights. But some the lamps were currently off because it’s daylight. “Ah, Kiyo-chan! Don’t yell at the door, you! Come here to the kitchen! You’re in the way!” A man replied from their right.

"Mr. Lloyd, I'd like to work for your company." "I'll come ready with my full commitment, and two of Eric's key clients. Is that enough? I can bring more if needed." A deep voice answered. "What do you want in return?" "I have no home and not a single penny to my name." "Alright. Come to my place."

It seemed like they knew to plan for something because nothing of that matter had shown up in Yager’s visuals. I strapped on a vest and tucked different weapons in various places in my clothing. “He’s on now. He says he is trying to hack the feed so that we can at least get through the front gate. After that, we’re on our own.” I nodded. Yager had other tasks to focus on anyways. This mission was much too simple for us to waste resources over external visuals. The lead security connected to Yager through the coms and then signaled for us to get closer to him. On his tablet, he had a blueprint of Johnny’s mansion and according to what Yager was seeing, he marked out the spots with the men. Ty

There was an Upper-Level Spirit Stone in the storage ring now, so he was eager to go back and improve himself. He went home in a hurry. He had just arrived in the living room, yet before he could turn on the light, the light in the living room was suddenly turned on. Under the light stood Yagyuu Ai, who was wearing a kimono, looking lovely. "What are you doing here?" Qin Haodong asked in surprise. "I'm sorry to disturb you, Qin-kun. Please forgive my rash visit!" Yagyuu Ai stepped on the wooden clogs and trotted over to Qin Haodong.

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

PENELOPE Ryuji’s house looked like it was made for a scene for a high-budget period drama. The kind that starts with a sword fight and ends with a quiet funeral. It was a wide traditional compound that had shoji doors, wooden frames, soft warm lighting and lanterns hanging in delicate clusters from the ceiling beams. But there were also sleek cars in the driveway and a security system that looked like it could launch a rocket. Japanese. But not. My guess was Hilton Tech. I’m sure that’s why Christian was still stuck in Tokyo for a while. If I’m correct.

Shuten laughed. "You're indeed the best tactician in Saffronesia's business world." Ayo sneered. "That's just a name with no value. I want to take over Templer Road and complete Neuf Chrys Club's mission, allowing Mr. Yamamoto to increase his investment in Lumigen Pharmaceutical." She then approached the couch in the living room, picked up a kimono, and put it on. The kimono's print had brightly colored cherry blossom motifs. With Ayo's graceful figure, any man would be unable to resist her.

His body flopped down the bed; limbs cowered around him and shut eyes held out against the rage evoked all at once. He had no clue of his current location and what happened before he passed out from the Subway. Ryuu whined and bit his lip hard which turned it to dark red. His mother, white hair covered the top of her head with wrinkles all over her face, fragile body which never stopped selling their original ramen made from the wheat of the mountainside of Wakayama, he left her alone and unsure of where his Father was. How could he get in contact with them? The black phone popped up in his memory, he vaguely remembered the Japanese girl whom he last met from the scene. Could he see the girl

Like it was keeping something in. Kayden parked outside number three. The three of us sat in the car for a moment. "His light is on," Yulian said from the back seat. He was right. The front window of Gregor's small house had a warm glow behind the curtain — not bright, not the overhead light, something lower. A lamp. The specific quality of light that meant someone was in and awake and not particularly advertising the fact. "He's home," I said. "He was home this afternoon too," Kayden said. "Probably."

More than admiration, Yuka spoke with a resentful tone. “Come inside, Shinji is at his studio. It’s the room at the end of the hall.” She opened the front door and nonchalantly pointed inside the house. She is being too carless by letting a complete stranger like me inside the house and that is making me even more self-conscious. “I gotta make some phone calls. Stay as long as you want.” “Sorry for intruding.” I slowly walked inside the dimly lit house, trying my best not to look around too much. The atmosphere surrounding the place crushed me and made the sadness I have forgotten for the past minutes come back with even more strength. You could feel life had already left this home.