Mitsu Mitsu Drops Novels & Stories

His voice unknowingly broke into Travis's heart, urging him to take a step closer and instead of saying anything, he smiled while staring deep into David's eyes. [MEANWHILE: SOMEWHERE IN THE WORLD] "Oh fuck it! Now I've lost everything!" Mitsumi growled as he unceremoniously threw his suit jacket on the floor before kicking the floor lamp. His eyes were burning with rage. Every piece of paper that had been lying on the table in front of him, flew in the air like birds that didn't know the direction of their destination.

Then she reads the tweets and says out of anger, “OYE! READ THEM PROPERLY!” “Wait, it’s not today?” says Akihiko and checks the tweets as well. [Whoa! It’s finally coming… Nevertheless, who knows probably tomorrow might be a day raining cats and dogs so then we can probably win the tournament with the power of lag!] “Oh! Its tomorrow…” “Be a little attentive, will you?” says Ayame as she finishes her lunch. Mitsuru finishes up as well and says, “I have some work to do as well so I’ll catch you both later.” And he leaves the room in a rush.

Twilight POV I was out visiting a faraway pack with Mitsu. Natsumi was restless, even with the minion plushie that she can’t live without, so I had to bring her along. On the way back, I stopped at a nearby gas station to stretch my legs and use the restroom. “Mitsu, can you grab some snacks with Natsumi? I don’t think the ones left will last her long. You can take my purse. There should be some cash in it, otherwise, feel free to use any one of the cards”

The two creatures standing on the pillar looking down at them made no moves to do anything though. “Well, my love, you did indeed stop the war.” Mitsuhide said as he chuckled. “I think they are stunned.” “Thanks, Mitsuhide.” She said as she glared at him. That only made him laugh harder. She was trying to think of something to do to make this end quickly and for some reason every movie she ever watched about speeches during war started in her head. She had to shake the thoughts and clear her mind. “My love, I believe you should say something to them. Probably soon otherwise the fighting will resume, and we will be the first targets.” Mitsuhide said.

"Good night, my love.” "Good night, Mitsu.” ==================================++====================== The pair woke up when the light came through the room, and both hopped out of bed. Mitsuhide went to make coffee as she got dressed in her uniform, she could feel the excitement of the day, and she smiled to herself with all the possibilities of a great day. When Mitsuhide walked in, he took one look at her and swept her up into a bear hug and kissed her nose. "It's going to be a good day,” he said.

“You could drop dead right now, you know?” “Aren’t ravens supposed to bring curses?”. Rei snorts, rolling her eyes. “That sounds like a blessing to me. Dropping dead now seems kind of easy, Mito”. “You’re a masochist, you know that right?”. Mito’s lips curl in disgust. “Like, there’s something seriously wrong with you”. “You’re wrong”. She clicks her tongue in disappointment. “Me accepting any death other than dropping dead will be masochistic of me…I have a lot of people after my head, you know?”.

"In my defense, Your dad should've been the one to talk to you about it. It was a rule we've had for centuries. The reason the elders agree to this is because of a clause. In the event that any of your descendants inherit the silver eyes then they will be adopted into the main family. Any silver eyed person will always be adopted into the main family because it is that rare of a special trait. But that would most likely not happen as it dies off after several generations in your case." "Then what about that girl you mentioned before? What is her story? I heard that she had issues regarding her marriage. I want to know exactly what I am dragged for." He said with determination. Kazuha nodded.

“Rayle said it was serious.” “Yes,” Rayle replied, his tone quieter. “But take it easy on him. He’s been through a lot.” Behind Kenji, I heard Mitsuki’s softer, gentler tone. “Is he okay?” I could picture Mitsuki’s worried expression already. Mitsuki was the soft-hearted one in our group, an omega who’d always been more empathetic than anyone else I knew. He hated seeing people suffer, and sometimes his worry was almost suffocating, but it always came from a good place.

The hoop… had definitely been raised by at least 30 centimeters. “YAMADA MIUUUUU!” Takuto roared, waving the honey-soaked rope like a battle flag. “You called~?” Miu peeked out from a huddle of girls, crumbs of honey bread at the corner of her lips. “CEO~ You should know… the working world is cruel~” Takuto retreated to the equipment shed, chalk in hand, drawing a battle strategy map on the floor. “Knowns: Miu has past-life memory She knows all my athletic habits