Mha Itsuka Novels & Stories

The Mihama District, or Mihamaku is set on a piece of reclaimed land overlooking Tokyo Bay, Mihama-ku is located with corporate headquarters and event spaces such as the Makuhari Messe, where international exhibitions and indoor sports take place. He chose Mihamaku, because the distance between Tokyo and Chiba was not too far, especially by shinkansen. He can also play his hobby of playing rugby as long as he manages his company here, he usually plays at the Zozo Marine Stadium, then relaxes at Makuhari Seaside Park. Enjoying the sunset with a glass of cocktail from his restaurant. Keiro Mizugawa, or Key junior, a successful businessman from Tokyo. He is the CEO of a top dairy company in Jap

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Sasha absentmindedly nibbled and kissed along my ear and jaw while most of his attention was to the game. Misha returned an hour later with take-out pizza and more beer. The usually reserved Russian was even more shy than usual. He avoided looking at me when I asked him questions and passed me a bear via Sasha although I was just as close to him. His behaviour was making me uncomfortable but I didn't want to push him in front of everyone.

Michelangelo gritted his teeth. He too looked around and saw all the people waiting for Tikhon. First, his eyes fell on Ishida Masayuki, the scary leader of Limiri Cosca from Thobhu Limiri, dressed sharply in a grey suit. His strict face was enough to instil fear in even the most fearless people.

He would reserve Chimba’s punishment for later. “Another subject you say?” Again, Bozo’s question drove a cold chill down Chimba’s features, and fright held him. But the man did not back down. He was curious, a curiosity that might send him to an early grave. “Hawk is not just a subject, dear Chimba,” Bozo breathed in, still trying to contain his anger. “His name is Maduka. Son of Obi, of the tribe of Obigwe, from the clan of Obigwenigwe and the true heir to the iron throne.”

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.