Novel & Cerita Nagi Seishiro

“Well Sachi told me you’re no fraud, but just know I’ll want a demonstration later on” He nodded his head. “Good” and she stood up. Takashi’s eyes went wide, but he was subtle. No one seemed to notice, but Geiru was giving him a dirty look, and he could feel the anger radiating off her. But it wasn’t his fault. When the woman was just… “I’m Megumi Hirose leader of Phantom” she said rounding the table and in her hand was a gun. “What’s your name?” “Geiru”.

How a hot guy like him could be single? Hesitating to interrupt him, I stand there like a mummy with the tray in my hands. I feel myself blushing on recalling his teases last night. In silent, I admire him on his morning's mode. Even if his hair looks like a nest right now, he still has that sexy greek-god appeal. He is wearing a navy-blue t-shirt which is moulding perfectly his toned body. The fluttery sensation in my stomach is increasing as I keep ogling at him secretly.

He stood behind Minho, watching as his son destroyed the room, raging and cursing like a wild animal. Mr Shima was a tall, strict man. Even though he was over 40 years old, he looked like he was in his early 30s with rich brown hair, tanned skin and deep-set brown eyes. The Shimas were a family of assassins and Shima Haruto was the current heir who was a disappointment to the family. Especially after murdering people, getting caught and being wanted by the government. "Good evening, sir" Minho quickly greeted with a respectful bow.

I couldn’t shift because I was stuck. Alpha Leonardo didn’t protest. He shifted into his human form, standing bare before everyone. The blood of the men he has killed dripped through his body. Raising his hands in surrender, “Now, let go of her, Vogar.” His eyes narrowed. Even in his human form, he still looked like a predator. “Funny how you trust me, Brother.” Vogar squeezed my neck hard. “She is not worthy of a man like you. She has to….” His body suddenly vibrated behind me as he groaned in pain.

Yagyuu Shinji said fiercely, "This man must die. No one has ever provoked us and managed to survive." "Master, it's all up to you!" Mieko stood up, bowed before Yagyuu Shinji, and then walked out of the room. Yagyuu Shinji thought about it and told the attendant at the door, "Go get Yagyuu Waaka." Soon, a 30-year-old Nihon warrior appeared in front of Yagyuu Shinji. He was Yagyuu Waaka, one of the top ten ninjas of the Yagyuu family.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

It had been weeks since I first saw him again, standing across the room like some towering figure out of my past. Jiro Fujibayashi. Even now, I could still feel the pulse of recognition every time I saw him, though I did everything in my power to avoid him. He didn’t seem to remember me—at least, not in any immediate way—but that didn’t mean I could relax. Not when he still looked the same, still had that same powerful presence that made everyone gravitate toward him.

Eira mentally swore that if she ever found this Armando guy, she might just do something nasty to him. For a second she wondered who he was and so she looked up to find the winner. And there he was. The referee held his hand up announcing him the winner. She couldn't see his face because his entire face was covered in a black mask except for his lips and dark brown eyes. His brown eyes. Dark, bloodthirsty and fierce.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

“Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.