Mr Aizawa Novels & Stories

“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.

- 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.