Mitsuri X Giyuu Novels & Stories

He pushed the folder to her, which made Mariko grin. Mariko opened the folder and frowned. Project X. Mariko saw a picture of a 4-year-old kid wearing an overall pink jumpsuit with long white sleeves underneath while holding a white bunny plush toy. She's like a living doll, with her hair tied up into two buns. Her chubby cheeks were pinkish, and her skin was as white as snow. She was smiling, which made her eyes twinkle. But in her profile, there was nothing written, only her name and her age.

Sully looked at Mizuki who was now gazing in the sky with a calm and happy face. “Since you are happy now and no longer angry or sad would you tell me the reason for that pissed off face you had earlier” “Oh, you just reminded me that bad guy again”, Mizuki said whining. “Come on, tell me. Maybe I would be able to solve that bad guy’s problem too” “No, you can’t help me with that. I have to get rid of his stupid noble ego myself” “Okay, then don’t tell me”, Mr. Sully said while looking in the other direction.

Akihiko and Ayame could see spirits but Mitusru was the only one among them who could not. “What should we do today? Oh, right! Is your nose alright?” “Yeah… I mean, it hurts when I breathe or touch it.” “You should get it checked.” Suggests Mitsuru. “I thought of that but…” “But?” ask Ayame and Mitsuru together. “… There’s a special event today!” “… Special event? Are you sure it’s today?” asks Ayame hesitatingly. “People were continuously tweeting about it though.” “Let me check!” says Ayame and she checks her phone. Then she reads the tweets and says out of anger, “OYE! READ THEM PROPERLY!”

Plays electric guitar. Hirose Mio- she hit Kagami in the door with a face by accident and shows remorse. Plays guitar. Close to Anya. They were the only two from their original bands to stick together. Fujino Anya- she laughed when Kagami was hit in the door with a face and seems to have a dislike of him after hearing he was the songwriter for a popular band. Plays the keyboard. Has lavender highlights in her hair. Seems close to Mio. Hayashido Yoriko- a tall big busted girl who plays drums. Has white hair.

Twilight named her Natsumi and as for Youhei's pup, he came about two months later. After a while, Mitsuri tried hooking her up with other guys because she didn't have a mark and that technically made her an unmated wolf. But she turned every one of them down without hesitation. And no, she didn't tell him that he's a father. She also made Ichiya swear on his life that he wouldn't say anything, which Etsuko wasn’t too happy about when she found out. His parents do know though but only because she decided to tell them a few weeks before she was born. She figured that they, at least, should know and they do come over from time to time. They promised to keep it a secret even though they tried t

CHAPTER 1 Lily's POV PIZA to eiga wo ogoriatta Mukashi wo barashiatta Himitsu wa mou naitte KURABU de battariattara Naiteta yo kimi ga otoko no yoko de ...I'm a dummy >Lily's Alarm (Limit Control - Dummy)

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Agreed," I replied. I take my cell phone and play a song. "Well, let”s get back to work!" I said. "Oh, Nandemonaiya again eh? Doesn’t it bore you?" Alfi asked. "Nah, this is the song that made me meet Mitsuha," I answered embracing my Mitsuha dakimakura (a hugging pillow with your loved anime character) "What a pathetic Nijikon," Alfi said. "Hmph, like you are one to talk," I replied.

Murong Cheng made a gesture to undo his belt. Mu Zi angrily pushed him down, "You asshole! You're the one who kills the scenery the most!" Murong Cheng laughed loudly, pounced back and pressed Mu Zi underneath a burst of wild kisses. Mu Zi struggled, but was held by Murong Cheng's hands. Wooden floor covered with snow-white rabbit fleece blanket, soft and warm, and Mu Zi scattered black hair reflecting each other, like a black and white ink painting, and she is the siren in the painting, under him exudes sweet shyness, like the purest colors, blossom the most extreme enchantment.

“Mathias, you’re nothing better than Griff.” The display tech noticed something and scrolled down the page. “Uhm, Miss Andrea, isn’t your family name Archer? Do you know a Melody Archer? She’s listed as the designer for Snow Promises – Forever… and Winter Equinox. Didn’t you say you designed Winter Equinox?”