Mishima Confidant Novels & Stories

"The counselors are always worried about something." He walks to the window. Stands beside me. Does not speak. Just stands there. That is why I trust him. "What do you know about the Adviser?" I ask. "Which Adviser?" "The Grand Adviser." Massimus is quiet for a moment. "He has served your family for thirty years. Your father trusted him. Your grandfather trusted him. He knows every secret in this kingdom." "And?" "And nothing. He is loyal. As far as anyone knows." "But?"

So she gets into their talk and says "Because both of us was in our way to get closer. So, after that, we can go more further." Nimura's friend was so shocked when he heard that. He says to Nimura "Oh my, I hope both of you... no, I hope the relationship between both of you can go more further. Don't worry, Nimura. Your oni-chan and one-chan are here to help you!" Nimura just can't believe it. His friend just trusts in what did Ageru says. So after that, Nimura asks Neu and Ageru "Well then, I will talk with him. Sent me to him."

she said. Alex spat out another mouthful of blood. His body shook even more, and his face grew paler by the second. In fact, he could only stop himself from falling by kneeling on one side. He chuckled with difficulty. “You call this…fulfilling your promise? Indeed, nobody from Japan is trustworthy. You’re all scums.” “What?!” Maiko exclaimed angrily. She was a royal member of Gokudo Soshiki, and she held a position of great importance. How could she be called a scum?

Shigei asked. The relationship between Arash and Yamamoto was unusual. They weren’t exactly enemies, but they weren’t allies either. Yet there was a level of mutual trust that differed from other mafia dynamics. Perhaps it stemmed from a long-standing connection between their organizations. “What do you think, Shigei? Should I follow Arash’s instructions… or my own instincts?” Yamamoto asked. “I… cannot tell you which to follow. I believe whatever you decide will be the best choice. As your subordinate… I will fully trust your decision,” Shigei replied.

"They must have left but you know Ruslan could quickly find them again. You know, Valentino's confidant can always be relied on.” “I know that,” Misky replied, getting more and more confident if he could do his wife's last wish. Misky nodded at his best friend because he had never done anything wrong to him and he always trusted Valentino completely.

“When we left, he was digging.” “We?” the detective asked. “My um um friend,” she stuttered out. “Mitsuhide.” “I see,” he said as he looked past her to see the special ops team standing in the back of her. “Are you apart?” he couldn’t get the question out before Nobunaga walked up and looked at him like he was an insect. “She is one of ours, yes,” Nobunaga’s voice left no question as Mitsuhide walked up and placed his hand on her shoulder.

I asked, forcing my voice to remain steady. She smiled, "before you came, I used to be his best confidant. He came to me whenever he needed someone to listen. I am a good listener, you know?" She teased and we both smiled, "he felt safe to pour out his heart to me every time. Even when he first met you, he had told me... He had also admitted the way he felt about you from the very first day." "That's surprising. I thought Shikta would be the one he talks to the most," I asked genuinely, considering the fact that Shikta seemed closer and to him and acts more entitled than any other mistresses around.

she said. “What is he to you?” Ieyasu asked. “Who Mitsuhide?” she asked. “Yes.” Ieyasu said as he stared his friend down. “He has been my friend since the day I made a window into your realm. He is now my consort.” she said. “He has told you the rules?” Ieyasu asked as his eyes narrowed. “That it is an appointment for life?” she asked, and her father nodded. “He not only told me but after I made the decision he gave me multiple opportunities to change it.”

She didn't have time to dwell on it too much as he made her lose thought very quickly and she couldn't regain it until the next day. Mitsuhide was still in the shadows now far from Ieyasu's palace when he saw the princess leaving the next morning on Ieyasu's arm. They both were smiling, and head's placed together. He also noticed the small red marks on the princess's neck and the line of scratches on the back of Ieyasu's neck. He smiled to himself knowing that it had worked yet again. Though he didn't need to really think that someone like Masamune needed something like the tonic but he was next on the Kitsune's list to cross off. He had a feeling it would be the more fun than switching his

A widow with a young daughter and a land-full of subjects looking for his orders. When Jasmine told me about The Sorceress, I thought it would be my way out. How would I have known that old wench would doom me with the unimaginable? Jasmine, my handmaiden, my sister, my confidant. The one person I can ever trust in this hell-ridden world.