Mada Tetsukazu Novels & Stories

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

Jesse turned the lights on then shrugged off his jacket to hang it up on the coat rack beside the door. K also handed her parka to Jesse, then turned away to walk towards his compact office desk beside the huge sliding glass window. Manila folders, billing envelopes and some documents were haphazardly stacked above the desk. And on the far edge against the wall, there was a cute bobblehead figure of Morrissey. K picked it up and looked at it, smiling. "I love this!" She turned to look at Jesse.

“My dad works for the Tokyo Stock Exchange. My mom’s a hedge fund manager.” Takuto: “…” (What is this? A rich heiress living among us commoners?!) As he struggled to process everything, Misaki stepped closer. Close enough that he caught the faint scent of peach shampoo. “Actually,” she said quietly, “I know who you really are.” Takuto’s heart stopped. “What… do you mean?” “The mysterious advisor of Kimura Corp.” Her eyes sparkled. “The one who saved the company with crayon drawings.” “...!”

A female voice penetrated my ears, the door creaking open. I didn’t reply, shutting my eyes just enough to make them feel like I was asleep. It was Madona, the new maid who has taken up my old position in the maiden house. She was the mysterious type, always snooping around, trying to make advances with me while keeping a low profile. I couldn’t tell if she had a mission, but if she did, I would eliminate her without leaving a trace. She brought out a cell, which was used for long-distance communication by warrior units. I had one, but I had disabled it since I didn’t want my father ringing me while I was away and blowingmy cover.

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

How could I! He smirks and leaves the room before throwing a wink in my direction. He's proud of himself! After doing that, And I can't stop feeling the disgust I've created for myself inside me. ｡｡｡ I wonder what information about Emir's company was in those files. As Emir also told me that the owner of DTLs wants to buy his company, now I already know that Sanam is the owner of DTLs. He's the CEO.

Somewhere, in the heart of Philadelphia, a third power was rousing from its slumber. Kazuya Tekada, the charismatic boss of the Japanese mafia could be seen with his characteristic eerie smile. His eyes filled with excitement, as he was in the midst of finalizing a deal. "Yeah, yeah! Don't you worry about a thing, my friend," Kazuya spoke with a confident tone, his voice laced with a hint of excitement. "Our guys will make sure your merchandise is delivered safe and sound. We've got the finest coke, the finest marijuana, and as a special token of appreciation from our esteemed organization, we've even thrown in a little bonus for you."

How could Zhou Tian be in the mood to listen to Tamao Takeda's condition? He was now annoyed by these people from Bird Country. Seeing Tamao Takeda's self-preservation look, Zhou Tian really wanted to kick him to death. "Do you have the right to negotiate with me?" Zhou Tian looked at Tamao Takeda coldly and asked him with disdain. Tamao TakedaTamao Takeda was so angry that his face changed color. He was the eldest son of the Bird Country's Waveman Group, and he had a prominent status in his country.

The man said and his face widened with a broad smile, “We’ve won a war for the first time in history, without bloodshed.” “Amazing,” The queen examined, “Adaku, your father did it. He is a true king” “And the music you hear?” The palace guard continued, “It is a message to the elders. The King did not just win the war. He has captured the spies of the enemy,” “What spy,” It was the queen who asked. “Maazi Maduka.” The palace guard said. “By the heavens,” Rudima's eyes dilated, “Maduka? A spy? How can that be?”