Maki Maki Anime Novels & Stories

Instead of losing his temper, he forced himself to calm down Meanwhile, Harvey looked at Maki with great interest. He wasn’t intimidated by Chief Takei at all. In fact, he was slightly curious about him. Maki was just a King of Arms at the end of the day. Harvey wondered who on earth gave him the courage to stir up chaos on Country H’s soil.

Right on cue Mai's eyes shot open, leaping from out of her bed. "Don't you dare touch my meat!" growled Mai, fire burning in her eyes with the intent of defending her precious meat. Seeing this, Maria couldn't help but sigh at her meat-loving best friend. 'She reminds me of a certain anime character. The only thing missing is a straw hat and Mai declaring her dream of wanting to be Pirate King!' Maria recalled a popular anime series from her old world before walking over and snapping her fingers in front of Mai's face. "H-Huh? Where's the meat?" Blinking her large amber eyes, Mai finally realized her surroundings, which was their dorm room, her precious meat nowhere in sight.

Makaila concluded as she took the tray of extra large pizza and drinks and walked to their table. "Took you long enough." Bethany snorted. Makaila ignored her again and that seemed to anger Bethany. Makaila placed the tray on their table. Bethany took her diet coke and made it slip so that it could pour on Makaila's cloths. Makaila gasp and quickly stepped back. The Coke also poured on her sneakers. They were her only pair of shoes. She was so frustrated, she almost started crying, in fact beads of tears were already coming out of her eye.

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I’m not enjoying the game any more than I am the continued advances of the skinny, minky blonde I’d opened myself back up to. No matter how many times I lean out of her touch, Maka finds another way to keep us close. Currently, my ‘date’ is sitting on the back of the sofa with her knees by my shoulders, while she rubs my back. “You are so, tense,” her face falls on my neck with a little drool or possibly, her licking me as she says this. Sokin is the only other one aside from myself, Aya, Taki, Sugar and Iken that are still going two arcs in. Every one else is passed out somewhere between the two levels.

[Author’s Note: For those who didn’t know… ‘Otakus’ are people who are deeply invested in anime and manga] “Ah… That makes sense but why a child then?” “People nowadays are very peculiar… If you’ve read fiction or a manga in general, you’ll come across a lot of troupes involving a loli hag or a child in general.” Makimi on hearing this asks Ayame hesitatingly- “S-so… You considered these options because you’re an…” “STOP! You do not cross the line any further… Any further and I will be forced to take my own life.” Says Ayame dramatically. “Okay…?” says Makimi confused with what happened to Ayame.

Kamiigusa Misaki. "Monica-kun, do you know about anime?" Misaki looked at Monica in surprise, recalling what Monica had told her just now, with her experience and skill, she could quickly understand what Monica meant in his comments before and if she modified the anime based on Monica's suggestion before, then her anime could become more perfect.

It was so intimate that Akiro felt like he was intruding on something private. “We... we’ll just go get you some food,” Maki whispered. Despite his words, neither of the two made a move to leave. Akiro raised an eyebrow. “I take it that you actually don’t like your Luna.” Ari and Maki both jumped in surprise when they heard Akiro speak. They exchanged glances for a brief moment before responding to Akiro. “We don’t,” Ari replied in a low voice, as if afraid the Luna would hear her.

**Mia:** “Thank you. It smells amazing in here.” Haru leads her to the table, pulls out a chair. They sit—Haru beside Mia, parents across. Keiko brings plates: steaming rice, miso soup with tofu and wakame, tamagoyaki slices, grilled mackerel, pickled r****h, and fresh fruit. **Keiko (serving Mia first):** “Eat as much as you like. Werewolf appetites are no joke—I remember from Seras’s friends.”

Ana and Kenny are from the same pack, and we picked up Mak along the way. Makawee is my other roommate, and is off on a scouting mission. She is a little weird and awkward, and we love her for it. She doesn't look like a scout, she looks more like she would fit in behind a computer working on something brainy but cool. She can also move so silently that she sneaks up on me all of the time and loves to jump scare us. My wolf, Sel, loves it and never tips me off when Mak is making her sneak attacks. Mak has different colors in her hair every month, and is covered in piercings and tattoos. While Ana is beautiful in a feminine way, Mak has more of the dark alternative beauty that turns heads.