Nanami Gojo Novels & Stories

She exclaimed hurriedly closing the window and throwing a haori over Iori’s shoulders making her smile, “Good morning Nanami-san. I was just clearing my head before the day starts. The view here is so breathtaking,” Iori responded “It certainly is, but not as breathtaking as you’re going to be when you’re doing your ceremonial dance tonight,” Nanami said as she took out her brushes preparing for the long process of getting Iori ready for the ceremony, “It’s a big shame that Jun-sama wouldn’t see you in your majestic appearance If only pictures were allowed in these events,”

“Sorry, I don’t do ‘talking’. I’m busy.” Then, she left without turning back. Alex was starting to get bored. It was fortunate that someone came in right after the doctor left. Anna walked in with two bottles of wine. “You’re awake? “Wanna drink with me?” Alex rolled his eyes at her. “You really are an alcoholic. Just look at me, can I even drink like this?” Anna didn’t mind and drank on her own. An hour passed by quickly as the conversed. Alex managed to get some information on Ms. Nanami’s identity—she was a disciple from Hygieia Valley.

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.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.