Mishima Confidant Novels & Stories

They had day off from work today, so they could talk without rushing to the bar. - Okay, Miyuki. Tell me what's going on.- Yumiko said a bit indignantly, but most of all her eyes were full of sincere concern. - I was seeing Aoi Takashima, he was the secret friend who walked me home.- Miyuki said as they sat on their bench under the trees.

“One thing, my dear. The crystal of Hikari. I want it.” “I do not own it,” she said. “Leave or I shall shoot you.” “Oh, I’m not scared to be shot at, my dear. You are very weak right now in the state of heartbreak.” Mizuko remained glaring. She don’t want to trust her uncle again and if he moves any closer, she swear to shoot him. “I’ve been observing you for days and I found out one thing about you,” he said. “You promised not to tell Zhemier about your relationship with him before. It will cost your life, yes?”

he asked, his voice calm but laced with expectation. Tomoya hesitated, scratching the back of his head in frustration. "Nothing, honestly," he admitted and instinctively reached into his coat to retrieve the mistress's grimoire. However, as his fingers brushed against its spine, he remembered Junel is still with them. Just then, a memory flashed into his mind—Kaiser and Kim's betrayal. His grip tightened, and he swiftly tucked the grimoire back into his coat. With Junel still in the room, trust was a commodity Tomoya couldn't afford to squander.