Nao Tomori Novels & Stories

Tomi Hideki: The Prankster "Number four, Tomi Hideki – the 'Man with Many Pranks'," she read, her eyebrows shooting up. "He's half Filipino, half Japanese, and the second son of the Hideki Clan, a Mafia boss in Japan. He's the Strategy Head of Knights Advertising, with a mind that's always plotting and scheming." She chuckled, a shiver running down her spine. "He loves to prank people, and it's all fun and games for him. But a Mafia boss's son? Yikes! What if I do something he doesn't like? He might send me to Japan and chop off my fingers!" She clutched her hands to her chest, a wave of fear washing over her. "He's handsome, with those piercing black eyes, but I'm not risking my life for a

"I've spent most of my life in Tokyo. Why would I care who's who here? Besides, who's number one on that list?" Naomi smacked her palm against her forehead. "Every living soul on this planet knows Christopher Gravemoor tops that list! Number three is said to be some mystery man-no one's ever seen him, but his influence is everywhere." She gasped suddenly, staring at me as though I'd committed a crime. "Why in all the cursed gates of hell did you never mention that your brother is the most feared and respected bachelor in Italy?!" I sighed. "You never asked, Naomi. Now you know. Big deal."

He clenched his jaw hard and his veins popped out of his neck and forehead. (Translation: Nathan Dominico is behind all of this. He is paternal cousin of Mikhail Igor Gorbachev and you killed his father in encounter when he was trying to steal some really information from us. Nathan wants to take revenge of his father's death and want to rule Italy with his sister Zia.)

She swallowed before placing a hand on the sobbing woman's shoulders, "my name is Mary. What is your name?" "Ejima," was all the woman said without breaking her attention from the corpse. "This man, what is he to you" Ejima sniffed, "he is my son" "I see," Mary squeezed the woman's shoulders with assurance. "What I just told you is our limit. However, there is someone who can help this dead man." The almond-skinned woman wiped her eyes again. If she believed any words Mary had said, her sorrowful expression did not show. "Not even the gods can help a dead man, yet you say there is one? Who is that being?"

Monica nodded and asked, "What about the other one?" Fusae then pointed her finger at a man of above-average height who had an extremely athletic build, and his most notable feature was his mop of messy, dark brown hair like seaweed. His face was handsome and because of his body and temperament, he also attracted a lot of attention from the females in this venue. "He's a new fighter of Nogi Group. His name is Tokita Ohma. I don't know anything else about him," Fusae said calmly. Her tone was very calm from the beginning to the end, showing her professionalism as a secretary of Togo Tomari.

Summitomo is a financial giant that manages retail and investments, whereas Sonny is well-known for technology and gaming. Akiko didn’t even want to imagine the combined value of those two companies. They were clearly above Shingi Fusaya, which Akiko had already considered quite impressive. “That’s why we can’t be late,” Kyoko added, reinforcing the point for Akiko, who had been dragging her feet earlier. Akiko wanted to argue that they still had plenty of time, but Mori cut her off with a wave of his hand, signaling Akiko and Kyoko to step aside from the path and line up along the edge of the road.

He was dressed in a tuxedo and was holding two glasses of drinks with a nice smile which he found strange because it was appealing to him, he waved it at the back of his mind and returned the smile "honestly, they are worst than a bug." The young man laughed softly at his joke before handing him a drink to which he collected, "allow me to introduce myself Mr. Boron, I am Oliver Simon, at your service" he did a dramatic bow which Kane must admit was a little funny since it wasn't necessary. "And what will be your service be to me Mr. Simon?" He asked with a raised eyebrow and a faint smile on his lips. "To drive the pests away of course but you must be ready to pay me handsomely."

Toma suddenly called out to Noru. "Yeah?" "… I'm sorry, Daiki." That surprised Noru when Toma called him by his first name again. "I'm sorry." He repeated and hugged Noru from behind as well. Toma's words made Noru a bit teary, so he forced a smile to cheer himself up. "It's fine, I'll move on somehow. And I hope whatever you work on Yuji works out." "Yeah, I do too." "Though just let me say this, just this once." "What?" Toma whispered. "I love you, Hiroyuki Tomakawa."

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

It took me some seconds to get myself together and the pain subsided a little, then I heard the shower running. I remembered being killed by Vincent and Mitchell, does it mean the Moon Goddess is giving me a second chance? I touched my cheek to make sure I was not a ghost, and I was able to feel myself, I am really alive, but how is this possible? I know I was killed a while ago, this is not happening, I will go back to sleep and wake up again. Not only that, but I closed my eyes, then I heard his voice,“Naomi, what are you waiting for? Won't you get your clothes off and freshen up?”