Mina X Kirishima Novels & Stories

she said, afraid that she might have been too obvious. “Your face looks very familiar” the lady added. On hearing this Amira’s heart started thumping. “You must be the wife of the blacksmith” the lady said getting even closer to her. With great relieve that she wasn’t recognized, she face her and played along. “I’m vina” the lady said extending her hand for a hand shake. “I....I’m , Am .....m... Mika” Amira stuttered. Vina chatted with her for a bit, and she noticed she loved talking. But then she was such a beautiful lady and she wandered what brought her here.

That was hard to discern. Misa, the maiden, pushed open the door and entered. Her lustrous black hair was stylishly tied up with an intricate bun. On her head, she wore a translucent hairpin adorned with a flower, with a clear string hanging from it. Her face was fair, her lips delicate, and her smile gentle. Her facial features exuded intelligence and purity, devoid of the mundane world's impurities. She exuded a tranquil and refined aura as she stood there, elegant and dignified.

His friendly smile put me at ease. “So…first day at college and you are already in trouble. You must be a bad girl,” Eddie winked. “No way! I was just running late, that’s all,” I giggled nervously. “I am joking. My name is Eddie, as you heard Ms. Barns say. What’s your name?” Eddie asked me. “Marina,” I replied. “Marina, what a beautiful name. It suits you.” Eddie smirked. “Tha…thanks,” I stammered. Ugh, why did I have to be so shy about everything? Eddie didn’t seem like the kind of guy who likes a mumbling idiot.

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

The air was thick with anticipation, a quiet buzz of excitement under the surface as we went about our daily routine. For months, Jiro and I had been waiting for this day, the day when Mina would finally manifest—when her second gender would become clear. Hibiki had already undergone his manifestation a few years earlier, proudly identifying as a Dominant Alpha, but we knew that Mina's journey would be different. She had been growing up so fast, with her quiet elegance and intelligence shining brightly, but we couldn’t help but wonder what her second gender would be.

I was kind of expecting Ban but to think our lady here is als- Ban: KIRI Tem: Hmmm? Ban: She has a name now. Kiri Luna Luxuria. Lux: Huhh!!! You.- how. When was it made official? Kiri: No it isn't official yet… Ban you didn't have to be in such a hurry. Ban: Haha. Sorry about that.

It’s not against school rules. Well! I’m glad that you spoke for yourself because I was starting to think that you only speak when no one else is watching. Oh, and I have a name which is Mizuki. By the way I agree with your deal it will be the easiest way for me to get rid of this stupid situation. Yeah, you’re right it will help to get rid of your arrogant personality. So, deal’s done Mizuki and this purple hair-coloured women’s name is Lorain.

I asked, inhaling the joint and puffing it out in the air. "Master Zavi?." She choked out. "Wrong answer," I told her and William slapped her hard across her cheek. "I won't ask again, girl." "I'm sorry...I'm very sorry." She was crying. I look at William, "Is she gonna waste my time now?." "I'm Irene." She answered immediately but paused. There was silence. "Okay, Irene. Who do you work for?." She began shaking her head as tears poured down her face.

Vica asked, putting her hands on her hips. Minx stood up, her bony hip sticking out of the skirt she wore. The skin is gone from that side of her body. Fabric covered the front of her body, which did have flesh. Her feet were covered with combat boots. Minx stood at around four feet eleven with long blonde-brown hair. A roundish face that had pieces missing. Blue eyes looked out of sunken sockets. “You are trying to make her hate you and everything around her.” Minx started her voice, which sounded like a songbird. “You have to start simple. Tear her down layer by layer.”