Novel & Cerita Now We Both Look Asian

I can't wait for him to return tomorrow. Stefania compliments the food, causing Evaki to agree, but a burst of loud laughter snaps our heads to the right to see a guy and a girl who look identical laughing while looking at something on the phone, and they immediately stop when they see us looking at them, their expressions instantly turning apologetic.

The people back home had thought of everything, I guess. The other guy, who seemed to be staring straight into my soul, had dark brown, curly hair with a few curls that looked almost gold. He looked Indian, or something. What’s the right way to say that? Asian? Mixed? My parents are as racist as they come, so I won’t use any of the words they would to describe him. He has a short beard, a mustache, and the darkest and kindest eyes I have ever seen that kept staring at me while he walked towards me and Suzie.

I take a deep breath and slowly start to walk towards his location. A few more steps before reaching him, I stop on my tracks because a small Asian looking guy approaches him. He looks very formal on his business suit. I realize he maybe the person Jack is waiting for. My suspicion is confirmed when I see Jack smiling at him and offered his hand. Asian guy gladly takes it. They shake hands. This is definitely not the first time they see each other. I also notice that they start to have a serious conversation.

I repeated. He laughed and moved to kiss me. "That’s right. We have nothing to worry about or fear," he answered. "Well, except for you if you try to keep me from my tempura prawns," I replied with a wink. He laughed and kissed me again. We walked leisurely and happily through the amusement park and enjoyed the moment. We didn’t think about anyone else who was there with us or if anyone was after us because we knew they weren’t. We enjoyed our Asian themed lunch and continued to walk until I was too tired to keep going.

Was our room a gathering hall or something? When Isaac finally showed up, recently showered and changed as well, we headed out and explored Shinjuku to our heart’s content. Luckily, we didn’t need an interpreter or a tour guide, since me, Reo, and surprisingly enough, Connor, were fluent in Japanese. On our way to one of the ramen shops, I noticed many people eyeing us, which was only natural since we were foreigners, and more so since Aiden, Noah, Connor, Reo, Mason, and Isaac were a bunch of hotties.

His eyes remained on the road. I looked at my phone and then up at him. "Yes," I replied. He sighed, somewhat disappointed. He didn't say much. He only kept giving me glances. Sometimes, he'll look at my shoes or bags. I know they are worn out. Mom could easily get me new pairs, but I don't want to bother her. She's done so much for me. Looking at him now, I could see the Asian eyes and tanned skin, sharp jawline, and pointed nose. But the rest of the features are just like we Americans. Mom said his Mom is Japanese.

"Jevro, the most powerful Malemyn in his country. You're more handsome than your pictures." We both stopped walking when someone suddenly blocked our path. This person is half Chinese and I don't know the other half. I'm sorry, I can't identify the Asians sometimes yah know? Especially those from Korea, Japan and China. They all look the same in my eyes. However, I remembered that the American Monster's Department didn't invite the Chinese Monster's Department. So where is this person belong to? Forget that question of mine, I'm more concerned with the person holding my hand right now. He's tensing!

Then I embrace her again really tight, “Of course, K, God, I miss you so much. You don’t know how happy I am right now.” “Okay, okay,” then she pats my back. And then Seid clears his throat, “Don’t forget my existence, hello?” Then I hit him with my free hand. After the heartwarming reunion, I invite them in, “Get in, quick!” I say. With so much excitement, I didn’t notice they brought something. So when I asked them what they want to it, they both snicker at me, “Hey, you guys want some Asian food? Or maybe go with the usual?”

Auntie Ema says and I groan hiding my face with the sheet "Of course she does. She ran to America and white boys love Asians eh" Auntie Aya says nudging her head at Daniel "Girls girls we plan for the wedding not time to chit chat with the newlywed. Nina get dressed we have planning to do" Auntie Sakura says. Looking over at Daniel he nods and plants a kiss on my head earning an ouuu from the women "Is my mom here yet?" I ask and they all look at each other with frowns

a masculine voice uttered from behind her. “A phone, Lutz. It's called a phone,” a second voice uttered. Olive's head whipped round and saw two men standing a few feet away from her, looking at her incredulously. They each wore black peacoat style uniforms with elaborate gold buttons. One had sparkling white hair and was Caucasian, the other black hair and was East Asian. “Why is she looking at us like that, Lutz?” the Asian asked. “Never seen men so fine. I doubt her generation has oozing masculine beauty as much as we are exuding,” Lutz answered. His friend laughed and stepped closer.