Nezuko X Zenitsu Comic 소설 & 이야기

Alejandro’s POV It’s late morning, and I am at my desk, trying to focus on the growing queue of messages from the ArdentWolf Net division heads, but I cannot keep my eyes off the living room. Zenith is sprawled on the floor with a sketchpad, legs crossed, charcoal smudges on her cheeks and fingertips. She is humming softly, extremely off-key, and completely unaware that every single note melts my composure.

Leona whispered but seriously. “I understand. Let’s just hope we don’t face each other in a battle. I don’t want to kill my own lover.” Zen joked. “Oh, I admire your delusion to think you can kill me.” She scoffed, folding her arms at her chest. “But you did.” He winked, licking his lips. By his attempt to flirt, Leona couldn’t help but giggle and shake her head. “Ah, the efforts were worth it.” Zen grinned, stretching his arms.

Great, the armies. "Zayne and Larissa have some kind of homework together, and the other thing that deals with resurrecting the dead from their grave," Neo said, indirectly mocking Risa. "Too bad he can't resurrect your lost Nutella jar," like I said, always prepared. "Seriously," Neo cussed under his breath, "why the hell did mom tell you that?!" "Because I'm the better child and you are the black sheep," "So says the girl who wears failure as a second skin,"

Zenith smirked as he swirled the crimson liquid inside his glass while Leonardo filled him with every detail of the meeting. As irritating as the Scotts’ schemes were, he couldn’t deny they amused him. The lengths they were willing to go to break this alliance were almost entertaining. “As you ordered, I allowed Nikita Scott to meet Violet,” Leonardo said before taking a sip of his drink. “She spent the entire time trying to manipulate her into rejecting you. They seem to hate her but what I don’t understand is why they are doing this to their own blood.” “Let them do whatever they want,” Zenith replied calmly. “In the end, I always get what I want, Leo. Nobody is stopping me.”

These were the only human friends he has had from middle school. “How come you both argue whenever you meet?” asks Mitsuru. “He looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe!” “She looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe! Stop copying me!” “Shut up! You copied me first!” “You wanna settle this in a better way?” “Sure… I’ll take you on anytime, any day!” says Ayame with a grin. “Don’t cry after you lose.” Says Akihiko with a smirk. They go to their clubroom and have their lunch there. Before the lunch, Akihiko goes up against Ayame in the RPG game he usually played… And completely destroys her.

After she was done, she took out the clothes one by one before cupping her face using her hands, “A-Are these…demon slayer cosplay?! Oh my gosh!” I don’t know what she was talking about, but I picked whatever I think would suit us both. The cosplay was named Zenitsu and Nezuko. It’s a pink and yellow item. I believe this would both look good on us before I peered my eyes at her again. “I wanted to make up for what happened yesterday night, I hope that is enough,” I told her before serving our meals. “Eat up because we have a big day ahead of us,” I told her, so she only nodded before running towards to sit on the dining table.

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to