Miyamura Izumi Novels & Stories

For all I know, he’s probably fattening me up for the slaughter. Yes, I am paranoid. So what? “Why would I hate you, sir?”. Miyamura opens his mouth to speak— but then gets cut off. “As much as I am very interested in whatever this is…”. Aronohai Misa walks in, followed by Eiji, Riko, and— Is that Yukimura Aito? Yukimura Aito? As in the older brother to that crazy female, Yukimura Rei?. To think that if I didn’t search him up then, I would have been stumped right now.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

His gaze briefly paused on her exquisite facial features before saying, "You're one of the elites from the Shinto Way challenging the Martial Arts Alliance, aren't you?" "You have good eyes. No wonder you're so bold," the woman scoffed. "I'm one of the Three Primary Disciples of Shinto Way, Mitsuki Fujiwara. I have defeated half of the so-called prodigies from your country's Martial Arts Alliance. I was going to defeat a few more, but your challenge has ruined my plans."

What the hell is wrong with me, I can't help but wonder at my reaction to the person who just entered. "Ah, Mr. Clearwater, how nice of you to join us today," Mr. Ramirez says as the intruder begins walking towards his seat. Instead of going to where he usually sits, I listen as his footsteps move in my direction, continuing towards me until he stops next to my desk. I hear what sounds like sniffing before he makes a deep, low noise—one that I've never heard from another person before. I'm almost positive that he growled, just before the word "Mate!" quietly hits my ears.

Maya just nodded; already irritated with these questions and stares. " It is too much, I know, " Azora said as if she read her mind; She gave her a grateful smile before taking two painkillers. Ish! bitter! Walking to the class together would have felt nice but Maya had to take her bag from the room; opening the door of my room, suddenly She felt a hand over her mouth; panic started to kick in, the first thing She did was biting the hand on her mouth but a harsh push to the wall made her dizzy.

But his nemesis, Miu—the reincarnation of Manager Yamada in a small girl’s body—instantly sensed something was off. “Ooooh~” she dragged the syllable, narrowing her eyes. “Why so sneaky today, Kimura-kun?” Takuto kept his cool. “I’m just strategizing business models. I don’t have time for you.” But Miu tilted her head—and suddenly flicked his bangs upward. “Ah~ So this is what’s going on.” The barely-covered pimple stood exposed in all its glory. The room went quiet for one dramatic second—then exploded.