Mr Aizawa Novels & Stories

He looked at April with a comforting smile. “Fucking sucks hah!” The distressed girl who cried and looked gloomy a while ago started laughing. “That’s better,” He offered his white handkerchief with a rose emblem on the side. “I’m Aizen, sorry for intruding your me time.” He introduced himself, and stood up from the bench. “Well, I shall take my leave. See you later?” “April, that’s my name.”

"I don't like that kind of competition. Racing is not my cup of tea. At that time, I just found someone I knew, so I focused on your goddess. But, no. You can watch it without me." "All right then. I'll watch some of the competitions. She said she had missed out on a lot because of racing. She wants to focus on her expertise in AI because she said she got an offer from an AI master from Japan. Do you know him? Satou Hiroshi, he's going to make my goddess his student," Zac said excitedly, but Moira just rolled her eyes without interest.

Immediately, Akiko began sorting and arranging the bento boxes based on their respective prices. “I like the way you work. You’re very quick. You only needed to be shown once, and you got it.” The old man, named Kazuo, praised Akiko, giving her a thumbs-up. He was both the store's manager and the owner. “Thank you,” Akiko said, and of course, he bowed again. This time, her bow wasn’t misplaced. Kazuo nodded and patted Akiko on the back before walking away, leaving her to finish her work.

“Bring a bowl. I shouldn’t be telling you this. Aziel. You know your duty, if you don’t want to be beheaded.” “Am sorry sir.” He waved his off with his fingers. He returned as soon as possible with a bowl. Holding it up, so he could wash his hands. He could easily go over to the bathroom. Wash his hands and come back him. But he choose to send him around. Well, he thought he was used to it. But it looks like he wasn’t. He was buttoning his shirt by himself when came in, he bow and stood in beside him. “What is it. Aziel? Why do I feel like you’re monitoring me. Do you need me to remind you I’m your boss. I’m Kenzo.”

"Are you alright? Do you need a hand?" Her soft melodious voice came out rather too fast. Ayumi shook her head, denying her offer. "No, I don't. I've got to go." With that, she stood up straight and walked away. -------- ~Mrs Hasegawa's Corner~ "Mrs Hasegawa Sensei, you called." Sakiko stood before the mature female teacher as she went through the student's assignment for her course. Her head was hurried deep in the pile of work on her desk that she failed to notice Sakiko.

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.

But now, this was getting too out of control. I looked at Alvize who just walked down the stairs. His eyes met mine and he shook his head at me before looking in Ezra’s office’s direction. He looked down at his feet for a second before turning his attention to me. I crossed my arms over my chest as he walked toward me, waiting for what he had to tell me. “You need to get these cuts cleaned up.” I said, looking at the man’s cheek. He shrugged his shoulders, being as careless and reckless as his brother was being.

I said to myself. Alpha Ryu stood before the pack in his red and black royal robe and a stringent smile that I had never seen before. I doubt the pack members have seen it too, as they also couldn’t believe it, washing their faces several times with water just to confirm. “I would like to thank my personal maid, as she was the one who washed these dishes. She has quite the guts to wash five hundred thousand, five hundred and fifty-four plates with not a single stain on them. She’s pretty much more excited about it than the rest of us”. He chuckled.

- Aoi asked, and his face was clearly displeased, even a little angry, though he was trying hard to hide it. - So you know him?- Miyuki answered him with a question. - Who doesn't know him, this guy is no less popular than me, although in a completely different field.- Aoi replied casually, with a hint of annoyance on his face, and Miyuki couldn't shake off the feeling that for some reason he didn't want to talk about Kai Ichatashiko, after all, so suddenly his mood broke at the mention of him.- Mr. Perfect, a philanthropist who works practically for free and helps a bunch of people...- he mentioned and his irritation became even more evident.