Mochi Block Novels & Stories

Uriel observed, resting his hand on his chin. "And you're the same, if not, worse," he huffed back. "I'm craving mochi now." "Ew, they're rank, how do you like those things?" he cringed. "I wouldn't expect you to have good tastebuds. Strawberry mochi is by far the most superior nourishment to exist." "Whatever. You gonna teach me or not?" Flicking through the notebook, Uriel saw several pages written from top to bottom - neat notes on everything and anything ranging from school work to hundreds of experiments done on hair follicles. It was oddly fascinating, oddly intriguing.

It was the only thing that seemed to put his mind at ease and calm his pounding heart down. Strolling over to his fridge, Darius glanced at the white nylon on his kitchen counter, the content inside being displayed by a small hole in the nylon. He had decided to make a quick stop at the convenient store for a couple of things on his way back and just so happened to catch sight of the snack isle. It was as if the Mochi had been calling out to him, singing his name for him to pluck them off the shelve. After much consideration, the male picked them up and along with the measly things he had come to pick up, he had them checked out.

Hmm, it seems that Shasha doesn't want her mother to know that there is a problem between them. “You should try this mochi, Alli. Incidentally, auntie got this recipe from Shasha. And you know, it tastes really good!” Alliando just smiled flatly when he heard Elena's words. But his gaze immediately turned gentle when he saw the mochi in front of him. He then took the mochi and started eating it, suddenly a warm feeling filling his chest. Ah, after this, he would probably often ask Shasha to make this snack.

"It is the only... mercy... we are allowed." Kesi, driven by the primal hunger of the desert crossing, didn't hesitate. He grabbed a blue block and took a massive bite. His eyes widened. "Ressi, it’s... it’s incredible. It tastes like the honey-cakes from the village, but... better. Perfect." Ressi looked at his own tray. He picked up a block, feeling its strange, gelatinous weight. As he took a small bite, the flavor exploded across his tongue—a calculated masterpiece of salt, sugar, and synthetic fats. It was addictive. It was comforting.

Camilla went over to her and sat beside her before helping her bring out food from the large basket. The two males walked over to them and sat with them. "Oh, grandma, what is this?" Daniel asked, pointing at what looked like small handballs that were on a plate. "That's called mochi, sweetheart," Camilla said to him and handed him one. He took a bite and his eyes dilated making her chuckle. "It's yummy!" he exclaimed and they laughed.

Mochi was already in the center of the room, standing on her hind legs and flailing tiny paws at a floating orb of blue light. “Hey!” she called in her airy, slightly raspy voice. “I’ve been waiting for fifteen whole minutes. That’s practically an hour in cat time.” Emilia laughed as she shut the door behind her. “We both know you were just playing.” “I was meditating,” Mochi huffed, settling back onto all fours. “With flair.” Emilia crossed the room, sat cross-legged beside her on the rug, and reached for the small spellbook Thalia had assigned her. “We’re practicing resonance today.”

Monroe too seized the chance and gazed at the mochi's with sparkling eyes. "These are red bean paste mochi. I hope this amount will be alright." Jeremy didn't even finish speaking but three respective hands had already shot towards the white succulent mochi's with speed.

“I’ll have some pasta and orange marmalade, please. Oh, also add 5 boxes of coco puffs and 2 boxes of strawberry mochi. That’s for take-out. Thank you.” The coco puffs are for my students, while the strawberry mochi is for Monique. She loves sweets so much, so she will definitely like this strawberry mocha. This might cheer her up a bit. For the last few days, since she resigned, she’s been feeling restless at home. She might be acting like she really doesn’t care about it, but I know deep down inside her, she’s scared. More than anything in the world, Monique loved modeling so much.

} Mochi throws the empty bowl into its space that resembled a bottomless void. (Well, Maverick is a branch of them, host. In this world, you can say, Maverick is the main villain, the last evil boss you need to defeat.) Mochi took out another bowl of snacks from its space. Jae Woon's brows twitched in displeasure. This blue energy ball had enormous storage of snacks in its possession. Yet, why didn't it think about its host's hunger? If he is not mistaken, he hasn't eaten anything for two days, damn it! Why didn't his stomach grumbling though? He also no longer felt hungry.

She just knows William and William alone. "We need to talk later," she whispers to William when the vet is already asking questions. "Thought we don't have anything--" "We do now!" After the check up, the vet had gotten Mochi into deworming and his vaccines. They also found out that Mochi is three months old almost four they say from his size. The vet gave them a card for Mochi with his cutie picture pasted on the first page.