Romans & histoires Mahito X Junpei

A soft click, then the door opened. The man who greeted her was in his early forties, lean and precise in movement. Black hair threaded with silver at the temples and dark eyes that assessed her without hurry. He wore a simple dark gray shirt and loose pants. “Mia Thompson?” His English was clear, lightly accented. “I’m Hiroshi. Come in.” The studio was smaller than she expected. Tatami mats were on the floor, exposed wooden beams across the ceiling, soft lighting from paper lanterns. Ropes hung neatly coiled on one wall. They were natural jute with varying thicknesses.

Sophie nodded before she blurted out, “The reason why he came all the way here was because of Yahiko’s daughter.” Jaime replied, “It seems as though her name is Nanako, right?” “Yes.” Sophie said, “Her name is Ito Nanako, and she is a very beautiful girl. She is also a professional combat and fighting athlete.” Jaime started gossiping, “Hey, Sophie, do you think that our benefactor might actually be Nanako’s boyfriend? Perhaps he might even end up becoming the future son-in-law of the Ito family in the future. If we choose to collaborate and work together with Yahiko more, we might have the opportunity to see our benefactor again, then.”

my heart doesn’t ignite in fireworks for any of them. I fall back with a pout, seeing Morita walking up to me with a warm smile that briefly reminds me of Valera. I reach my hands out to hold her wrinkly ones as she says, “You’re so elated to find your soulmate, is it, my dear Himari?” I nod with a pout, “I am, but it’s been hours now, and I’ve practically greeted all the males here...I still don’t feel anything. I’m starting to get convinced he’s not from our lands”.

She found this to be slightly amusing and she wondered if she ws really awake on a different plane or she was having a real dream for once. “My name is not important.” he said. “I will be one of many who you will meet in your life.” “But I have nothing to call you then.” she said. “Fine.” he thought for a second as he looked at her. “My name is Mitsuhide.” “Like the samurai?” she asked. “Of old Japan?” “One and the same.” he replied as he looked her over. This young girl who knew things many did not was a mystery. He liked mysteries but this one he knew he had to help find herself and not things from the past.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.

He thought when he remembered Mahi's face earlier after he used clairvoyance. It is the first time that he saw him fuming mad... but pained at the same time. … "Hey." Iero called as they walked. "Where are we going today?" he asked, smiling brightly. Mahi’s cheeks burned and looked away. He is really cute... He thought, feeling his heart beating fast. He covered his lips to hide the silly smile on his lips. Can I really do this? He thought, referring to his plan. He saw Jun, Blue, Kulv, Sybb and Laggas looking at them two from afar. They are looking at them with serious faces. Even Jun and Blue took a day off from looking after Hail and left him to the maids, so... they are really serious ab

They opened the doors and the young man appears, he is tall with long wavy reddish hair, his manly face with intense black eyes; although he is quite handsome his expressions are cold and dominant, his frown a little frowned and serious, his eyebrows of the same tone bushy but not exaggerated, what most captivated me was that red hair as intense as the fire or the sunset, I must admit that it is quite attractive that shade of hair so interesting, so much so that the maidens were more perplexed at his appearance, although personally Satoshi for me is more attractive, I'm just curious about the hair and his gestures so serious. He comes closer and closer to me, his look is so threatening that

For all I know, he’s probably fattening me up for the slaughter. Yes, I am paranoid. So what? “Why would I hate you, sir?”. Miyamura opens his mouth to speak— but then gets cut off. “As much as I am very interested in whatever this is…”. Aronohai Misa walks in, followed by Eiji, Riko, and— Is that Yukimura Aito? Yukimura Aito? As in the older brother to that crazy female, Yukimura Rei?. To think that if I didn’t search him up then, I would have been stumped right now.

He hated seeing people suffer, and sometimes his worry was almost suffocating, but it always came from a good place. Rayle stepped aside, and Kenji entered first. He was tall for an omega, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit despite it being a casual visit. His sharp features looked more serious than usual, his dark eyes locking onto me immediately. Behind him, Mitsuki followed—smaller in stature, with gentle brown eyes and messy, honey-blonde hair. He wore a cozy sweater and jeans, looking exactly as I remembered him: warm, soft, and approachable. “Haru.” Kenji’s voice broke through the silence like a blade. “What happened?”

/“Umiko, that feeling is called the Pull of the Mate Bond. Fenriz, your intended husband, is your fated Mate.” As trepidation sets deep in my bones, I jump to my feet, knocking the bouquet in my lap to the floor. The trembling in my hands gets even worse, and my heartbeat starts to race even more. How can this be? How could father possibly have known that Alpha Fenriz is my fated mate? “Umiko?” Yui asks with wide, worried eyes. “Is everything okay?” I blink and look at her. “Y-yes…yes, I just got a fright,” I say with an apologetic smile and pick up the flowers with shaky fingers.