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Because of that, the two of us reached Kuzan. Kuzan raised his head and shot both of us with a look of wonder. His usual hairstyle was that of a formal hairstyle, sleek long hair brushed backwards with a platinum headpiece filling his forehead. His hairstyle prevented him from letting even a drop of tears to flow down his cheeks, despite the tears had already welling his red eyelids. I went in bravely for a bear hug, which caught Kuzan by surprise. Fortunately, Clairmont lessened the corporal damage by also throwing his arms around both me and Kuzan.

Naturally, civilian #3207 would never pass up the chance to become someone capable of improving lives! In-person, Zen Taro looked no older than fifteen and was on the shorter side. He was scrawny, had fluffy chestnut brown hair and didn’t look like a young master of a mafia family. His warm brown eyes didn’t reflect any darkness, and he was untouched like a flower in winter by the darkness of this world. One look at Zen Taro and civilian #3207 could already tell that he had a kind personality even if he was slightly more timid than civilian #3207 was. “You must be Zen?”

NiNi's endurance is quite good already. "aaa, it's nothing, it's finished," Minho said, letting NiNi head and take a brush and blush on. "Are you sure my eyebrow is pretty? Is it the same?" NiNi asks quickly. Mom, your daughter will be bullied for her eyebrow after this. "It was pretty," Minho answers, smiling proudly. He didn't do much, just fill on NiNi's eyebrow and make it appears thicker only. "Oh, thank God. I trust you. Don't make me get bullied because of my eyebrow." NiNi said jokingly, her heartbeat decrease and become normal again. Everyone was speechless. She was nervous because of her eyebrow, and not because of Minho.

"What about you? What are you doing out here?" "I'm looking for Jasmine," she replied. "Umm... who is Jasmine?" "Flowers! Not a person!" A big oh came from Yushiro. They have always been comfortable with each other, arguing and annoying each other. "I'm not so sure but I think I saw some by the old Narra tree." "Really?" "I think so but I am not so sure so don't blame me when you don't see some." He pointed a finger at her. And he waves his hand off, "Ja! I have to go find berries!"

I wouldn’t know. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “Yo! How’s life?” Ignacio’s reaction was priceless. The pen he was holding fell and clattered onto the floor. I’ve never seen anyone go as pale as he did and frankly, it was a little scary. Familiar maroon hair he hadn’t seen in years came to vision and as Rush had mentioned, he was the only one on Luna with natural maroon hair. Not to mention that tan skin, arrogant smirk and teardrop shaped birthmark underneath his left violet eye… it could only be one person.

After shaking my head, I patiently waited for her to get finished until the door creaked wide open so I shifted my gaze from our room. My eyes widened after seeing her hair. She has long, wavy, black hair. It appears to be crimped into broad, straight ridges and is worn severely side-swept to her left. It is just below her waist and turns a flame-orange color as it passes her elbows. I didn’t know that character suits her so much to the point that she looks exactly like her, the way I imagined Nezuko would be in real life. “How do I look, master? Do I pass the test of looking exactly like Nezuko?” She curiously asked while twirling.

Being Zen Hiro "Come on, Zen,” my neighbor grins as he flops dramatically onto my bed. His wild mop of chestnut hair sticks up in every direction like he’s just rolled out of a hay bale—which, knowing Haru, is either that or some forgotten field.

Sasha blurted out. Aki shrugged. “Brown Slayers have full body tattoos, right? Well, it turns out Budo’s tattoos are non-tribal and resemble those of gangsters.” “What’s his spirit animal?” Sasha asked. “A hissing cockroach,” Aki replied. All three Slayers looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

Aji Sangkala smiled. Arya Santanu tried to lure Narakashura's head with a fishing rod made of the element of light. He hung the head with a fishing hook that had been given a string of light. Arya Santanu placed it hanging right in front of his face. He realized that Narakashura's face was so plain. There were no eyes, no nose, and no mouth. "Are you dead?" Arya Santanu tried to mock again. He was afraid he was being teased by a demon.

Amayra looked hesitant, but the girl just smiled and looked at Kevin for the man to explain it to Amayra. "You really don't recognize it? For Heaven's Sake! Is this the effect of your puffy eyes? He is our classmate. Nara!" "What?!" shouted Amayra in surprise. He looked at Nara's body from top to bottom. As she remembers, Nara was a girl with thick glasses with braided hair. And now? The girl changed with wavy flowing hair, light makeup with monocle eyes. There were no thick glasses framing his eyes anymore. Beautiful, that's what happened to Amayra's brain. The cute girl has changed a lot.