Nana Shimura Death Novels & Stories

I had seen the flash of weariness in Sumire’s eyes while she stood beneath the dazzling lights and endless applause. That startled me, and suddenly I remembered. Sumire Maxim. I had heard that name in my previous life. There had once been a period when Sumire became a famous phenomenon, a child acting genius and silver screen superstar with box office revenue surpassing a billion dollars. Sumire became an idol admired by everyone. She stood upon a stage of glory more radiant than anyone else. But the shocking news afterward left everyone stunned. The genius everyone admired had died at only twelve years old, discovered to have gone into shock from banned drugs used at her own home.

Now, she understands why Demika could not speak. Granny Minama’s death has unsettled them all. A towering figure, both in life and legacy, she was more than just an elder. She was a symbol—of wisdom, strength, and an unyielding spirit that had shepherded them all through storm after storm. Now, she lay still, her final resting place marked by the obsidian casket behind Selena, draped in black.

" Nana, I really hope we find a way to save Mia's uncle from the entanglements of the curse. I hope we find a way to bring out him. If any of it is left at all inside that mesh of a devil." Nana hit him on his head. " You don't need to console me silly boy. My Jin died with my child. I would not hesitate to kill that beast even for a moment if I have the means. Now run along and let me work in peace. Go get changed before you sleep. You are smelling of sweat and dirt. " Nana made a face. Lin hugged her tighter in an attempt to annoy her further. He stood up to take his leave when suddenly somebody from the outside yelled.