Makoto Anime Novels & Stories

MIA: she's slightly yandere but let's not talk too much about it. RIN: the fact that she can beat people up without magic should be considered its own form of magic. she utilizes her tools perfectly. VICTOR: yeah, the teleporting genius. there isn't much to say yet. YAMATO: the O.P. gourmet chef. expect more from him. TANAKA: no need to talk, she already knows that you think about her. WARAMAKI: master of all elements. he's not the avatar though. KOJIRO: he also has a strong mental barrier. he can be untouchable if he wants.

Maiko on the other hand is a literal angel and left earth behind. Kazuha's character; Matsuri on the other hand is the most different from her real life counterpart the most. She is short, has white hair in bunches, wears headphones and is mute but her powers and strength rivals most. And her affiliation isn't with Daisuke but with her own secret group. At first Cai Kang thought that Kazuha would become his enemy which is why he was so defensive against her. While her methods are not agreeable, they do share the same desire for peace.

"You must be Yamamoto Aito. I recognized you by your signature platinum blonde hair. What a cutie. My name is Akame. Wanna dance?" I quickly shook my head. She was gorgeous and all but I didn't get a reaction from seeing her like that. I already knew I wouldn't. I only came so Haruto could get laid. Speaking of Haruto, where was he? We came in together but I couldn't see him again. Did he already find someone? "Aw don't be shy" she said, pressing her body close to me. "I've heard a lot of things about you. You're quite popular with the girls". She leaned even closer. "They say you're a beast in bed. Don't you want to ravage me?"

I swing my bag over my shoulder, waving to a few of my coworkers before heading to the back of the building. I really do hate my job but warrior training is expensive and so I can't afford to quit. I don't have family like Maia does to teach me for free, so I get to pay the warriors to train me. I sit down at one of the wooden tables behind the building and pull my sandwich out of my bag. The wind suddenly picks up and I get a mouthful of hair with my food. I make a face. I think the Moon Goddess hates me, I mutter, struggling to get the hair out of my mouth.

“Well, with an Alpha it’s a little different. If they reject their mate or if that mate dies then they will get a new one. The Moon Goddess believed it to be essential for an Alpha to have a Luna in order to rule the pack properly.” “Seriously?” I whisper. She nods, offering me a sympathetic half-smile. “You weren’t his first mate but I was hoping you’d be the last. You were perfect for him. He can be an arrogant asshole sometimes but you’re one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. He won’t admit it but he’s a bit of a wimp sometimes but you refuse to back down. You two balanced each other out almost perfectly,” she says. “Is that supposed to make me feel better?”

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

Agreed," I replied. I take my cell phone and play a song. "Well, let”s get back to work!" I said. "Oh, Nandemonaiya again eh? Doesn’t it bore you?" Alfi asked. "Nah, this is the song that made me meet Mitsuha," I answered embracing my Mitsuha dakimakura (a hugging pillow with your loved anime character) "What a pathetic Nijikon," Alfi said. "Hmph, like you are one to talk," I replied.

And now, I don't know. "When I was thirteen." The time when they let me live in Japan while both of them were here. When I met Master Miotoka, he was only twenty-six years old at the time, but I believe he is deserving of the title Ranshio. He was intrigued by my unique appearance. He told me I can use it to my advantage. He trained me and taught me everything he knows. I don't know where he is now, he just suddenly disappeared after he helped me build Azoukawa Credo. I was only seventeen years old when he handed it over to me.

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

“It’s old, but I found it yesterday. I think you’re gonna like it.” Silvia played it and gawked. Vector was just perfect. It was a guitar ballad, sang in English by Maaya Sakamoto, their favorite Japanese voice actress/singer since they were kids. Easy rhythm, her sweet voice, romantic lyrics. And while she replayed it, the images just popped up in her head. Absolutely. From that moment on, she started planning the clip itself. And she was surprised that, for once, her wild imagination stuck to scenes she could actually shoot.