Midorikawa Hikaru Novels & Stories

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

Author's POV Satou Hiroshi was a name known throughout the world for his technological prowess, the owner of a giant technology company that had become a benchmark for founders of similar companies. He was still in his early forties, wears glasses, and has a tall, sturdy build that made him admired not only for his quality of life but also for his physical appearance. However, people’s admiration was not directed specifically at his good looks, but rather at his position as the world’s leading technology mentor.

The middle-aged man asked, “Can a Japanese buy the houses here? Do you have any purchase restriction policy?” The middle-aged man who had spoken was Yahiko’s loyal subordinate, Hiroshi.

But as I reach down, my jaw almost drops. It's not Eren. It's an unknown guy around Eren's age with a brown quiff hairstyle who is watching the television with a packet of chips in his hands. I was on the point to faint but then I realise that he is maybe one of Eren's friend. I clear my throat which makes his gaze darts to me rapidly, his emerald-green eyes wide. Nervously, he straightens himself on the sofa and smiles quite guiltily. "Hey." He crunches on a chips.

His lightly brown hair, casually scattered on his forehead, complemented the overall charismatic aura that surrounded him. Hiya, in turn, found herself momentarily captivated by Ahil 's presence. His rugged handsomeness, enhanced by the persistent charm even after a recent shave, struck a chord with her silent admiration. She couldn't help but wonder about the incredible person he must be, someone who cared so deeply for others. Her introspective thoughts swirled in a silent acknowledgment of the stark contrast between the warmth he exuded and the solitude she often found herself wrapped in.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

Hikari said. The papers dropped from my hand as Morfan exclaimed, “WHAT!” “Hiri, Morfan?” I asked, scrunching my face. “Yes, Mor. The fact that he could master all the Kazumi skills means his blood is related to the Kazumis. He is my best and only option right now. I hope you understand,” Hikari said. “He’s all yours,” I said, ushering Hikari to take Morfan away. “Wait! Why suddenly? What about Aria?” Morfan tried to free himself from Hikari’s grip, but couldn’t.

" Isn't it weirder that he is a Version who doesn't have a grantee and isn't disposed of when he's replaced? Isn't that what Misaki normally does?" " Yeah! Your right!!!" " Which brings us to the conclusion?" "... Kaen is a Demigod and Hikaru is a fake?" " Very good! You're brighter than I thought!" I said as I pat his head like I'm praising a dog. " Oi! That's not nice!..... But I'll let it go for more head pats and praise." " Good boy! So smart and obedient!" I said as I pat his head some more, Manor nuzzled against me. Happy with the praise and head pats.

, I asked panicking still holding the vase. The man turned towards me. He had a grin on him. He was quite handsome, clean shaven and had the same colour of eyes as Zen's dressed in suit. He came towards me holding a smile on his face. "I guess we haven't meet yet", he said to me still grinning. "You dont know me but I do know you". I looked at him confused. "You are Haru Salvador. Your parents are Andre and Sakura Salvador. You work at Mode offices. And recently you are involved with a guy name Zen Kirishima who also happens to be the crown prince of Japan" , he narrated out as if he has been stalking me for months.

u-sama want Hitaku to achieve. Is it was a life where that they can live with freedom? But talking about that, he didn't think that Neu and Nimura have talked with Hikari about their family. But he bet that Neu and Nimura still have the family that they lived with. But is it okay for them to live for a long time like this? Maybe their family could be worried about it. But it seems like everything was okay. He didn't think that Neu and Nimura will leave their family just like that. So he just takes it positively. Hikari still hasn't met with his old friends after the effect of quantum memory. but what point in meeting them if they can't remember who Hikari is. Doesn't it will make Hikari be s