Mikasa Ackerman Kawaii Novels & Stories

************************************************* Warning: Alternative POVs ************************************************* 1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan) ************************************************* Isuzu Kai-Mikumi hated Japan. Well no, she hated her home, not so much the country. The country had never wronged her. As far as she was aware, she’d lived a relatively blessed life, good friends, and a good neighborhood. She was treated relatively well, and on certain days she had the love of a man; biologically her father.

When Towcs was standing an inch high in black liquid, he moved close to the line of the circle. The image of a clear blue sky appears, it looks like we are looking through the eyes of something that's flying. The view then slowly looks to the left, and a person flying comes into view. A version uniform that has golden lines, long raven black flowing hair, a fair face, and piercing deep blue ocean eyes that's shimmering like ripples across the water. I was once again gazing at the face of my creator, Goddess Misaki. " Looks like it's V0."

said the witch sounding a tiny little bit less arrogant and patronizing and a tad more respectful. Deciding to cut the woman some slack and let bygones be bygones. She took the bottle and a few glasses with her as she returned to the meeting table and sat down. She made her point earlier, and Kurosaki Aika had to deal with it or get out. Apparently, she decided to deal with it. "Tachibana-san, are you planning to attend this meeting from the other room or what?" Kurosaki-san called out and Kimiko came back to the room sitting beside Iori seeming like she was going to hide underneath the table at any sign of shouting.

“And partly because I gave you my blood.” I looked around the room in shock, searching for the female voice I just heard when a girl came into view and stood next to Acelin, placing a hand on his shoulder. She was young, about fifteen or sixteen but she was gorgeous. Her long hair was in a braid down her back and it looked to be a dark red under the light. Her eyes were a dark shade of green I haven’t seen on anyone. Her skin was porcelain white and she wore a dark green cashmere sweater paired with black jeans and knee high leather boots. She was also quite tall, around five feet five; and when she saw me inspecting her, she smiled a bright smile that immediately put me at ease. “Hi, I’m Mi

"I forgive you. Masa you do that again a headlock will be what you wish for." Takamasa rubbed his head and gave a faint grimace. "Sure. I won't I'll stay out of it." Akiaya kissed Takeyasu before she went to hug Takamasa. Afterwards she left the hotel room. She was walking on air when she had seen the same woman she could have sworn was in Victor's arms. Her eyebrows raised at the thought of meeting his mistress. "Miss you're hair looks beautiful." She wasn't about to let this opportunity pass her by.

He understood that Ryna likely summoned these women to destroy him. Cyan grinned and took the arm of the influencer before turning to Kaze. “I hope you don’t take what she said to heart, Kaze. My friend can be blunt. “Let me introduce you to Mika Suka. She’s a hit in TikTok. Her live streams have more viewers than me.” “Mika Suka?” Kaze raised a brow. “A Ryokanian?” The influencer spoke in fluent Arcadian. Kaze could not tell that she was from Ryokan.

Visitors to the Sydney Aquarium leisurely flow around them, busy contemplating marine predators. - Not at all! Let's ask that Japanese with a camera over there, if you don't believe me. Mister, hello… tell me, is the girl beautiful? The Japanese smiles, nods, listens attentively: - Canesna, kasavita! Both are tart! And he takes a picture - Louis and Keith hugging against the background of a blue glass tunnel and fish floating in the water column. “Foul play,” Kitsune snorts. He is from Japan and I have big eyes and red hair. Of course, for him it is already beautiful. Wow! Look, look over there, what a fish!

We both get back to work while Miko just stares at us. “Why?” I asked him. “You both are cute hyungs!” he said cutely. “Just get back to work Miko. Here’s the coffee latte and blue lemonade.” Aikon said shoving the drinks to him. “Now go and serve it.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Killjoys.” Miko muttered as he left. “Don’t forget to come back for the cheesecake and the blueberry muffin!” I shouted at him. He just waved his hand. I shook my head chuckling. “He really is still a kid.”

“My dad works for the Tokyo Stock Exchange. My mom’s a hedge fund manager.” Takuto: “…” (What is this? A rich heiress living among us commoners?!) As he struggled to process everything, Misaki stepped closer. Close enough that he caught the faint scent of peach shampoo. “Actually,” she said quietly, “I know who you really are.” Takuto’s heart stopped. “What… do you mean?” “The mysterious advisor of Kimura Corp.” Her eyes sparkled. “The one who saved the company with crayon drawings.” “...!”

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.