Mikami Satoru Novels & Stories

he corrected, glancing pointedly at her name tag as if to emphasize his familiarity with formalities. Dryzza’s lips curved into a small, almost mocking smile. “Hmm,” she hummed nonchalantly, brushing off his correction with practiced ease. Sai took the opportunity to step forward, offering a polite smile to diffuse the subtle tension building between them. “Good evening, Dr. Takahashi,” he greeted warmly, extending a hand. “I’m Detective Saito Hamada. We’ve met before—at your house, if you recall.” Takumi accepted the handshake with a polite nod. “Ah, yes. Good evening, Detective Hamada.”

I shouted, looking at him intently. "Ms. Kim Ahri Gaumond, I'm not making fun of you. You know what it is," he replied bluntly.

His heart was racing as the steps were coming closer and closer then finally he saw someone he never thought could do this. "Surprise! Surprise! How was your nap doll face?" Satanika asked as she folded her hands. Satanika wore a back tank top with a black sweater on top, black miniskirt with black net stockings and black sneakers. She packed her hair pony with a part of her hair sticking out in the front and added black and purple streak ribbons to her hair. "You! You're the killer?" He asked as his eyes widened. Satanika took the chair that is facing him and laid on it.

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

He grinned at her in a way she could only describe as predatory. "Who are you?" Liv tried to stand, but was still unable to make it to her feet. Her head swam from the blow to her head. "Come now, beauty. Let me help you." The strange man lifted her by the armpits and walked her to a fur covered chair near a table. "I am Killian O'Mara of the Blackfoot Pack," he said with the slightest Irish lilt to his voice. He gave her a courtly little bow before sitting in the chair across the table from her.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

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.

The Kimono looks awfully familiar though. “I’m sorry for the intrusion but I wouldn’t be here if the matter isn’t important.” The guy said. Saeko didn't falter. “The Young Lord Fudo of the Shizuka family.” Saeko said with a serious business-like tone. "It is quite rude to enter the Heir Apparent's residence without prior notice." She said. “Tell your master that I am here to fulfill a promise that Shiratori Ryusaki has promised to fulfill.” “What promise? Ryusaki-sama has died years ago. There is no promise he can fulfill.” she said.