Obanai X Tanjiro Novels & Stories

Riena's POV Lev was startled when he got into his car and saw me sitting in the back seat. “Oh my God! Riena, how did you get in here?” He seemed surprised. I hissed and climbed to the front seat through the middle. “Are you serious? My father is Oyabun Takeshi Kurobane, and I have been trained to become an assassin since I was a child, so breaking into a car is the least of my tricks.” I replied.

**Rowan (dry, fond):** “The Oni twins. Big horns. Bigger hammers. The ones who helped build the submersible when we needed to dive for the Twin Thunder Crown mission. The ones who run the academy’s underground bar—The Drunken Oni—and serve drinks strong enough to knock out a dragon.” Kayo huffs a small laugh—ears lowering embarrassed. **Kayo:** “Yeah. Those ones. They’re… protective. Very protective. And they’ve been waiting for the day someone tries to ‘court their little sister.’ Their words, not mine.” She pauses—voice dropping softer, almost shy. **Kayo:** “You’ve met them. They like you—mostly.

Whenever a Tenby had to reveal his or her background, they would naturally reveal that they practiced the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. In addition, the family and the technique were famous in Uleania and Arcadia. Once they revealed their background, even the fiercest enemy would be deterred. “The heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists? Pardon me for not recognizing you earlier.” Jiro stood straight up and put on a strict face. He bowed and said, “Jiro Sakamoto, Refined Blade Clan.” “Jiro Sakamoto?!” Many others recognized the name and were shocked when they heard it.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

She tried thinking of a way to mediate the situation; if she wasn’t careful, the Islanders would ruin every single one of her plans. But before Alani could say anything, a young person in a robe hopped out from behind. “Harvey York! My name is Tobiro Taiha of the Abito Way! “I heard that the filth of a brother, Matsuda, died to you! “I’ll kill you myself today! I’ll bring honor back to him and the Abito Way!” Tobiro showed a fierce expression. He knew that Harvey was impressive, but he couldn’t help but feel riled up because of his Bushido Spirit.

he announced, “and Alpha Theron of the Ironclaw. You will fight under ancient law. No weapons. No interference. To the death, or surrender.” Ryu didn’t flinch. Theron grinned like a man already victorious. Before the fight, there was a ritual. One that hadn’t been done in generations. The Bonding of the Soul, meant to draw strength from Luna. I didn’t want to do it, didn’t want to stand in the center of that bloody place and give the crowd more reason to stare. But Ryu turned to me, and his hand reached out. “I need you,” he said softly. I nodded.

I walk off the sand to stand beside Ronan, our shoulder brush, which calms Fenrir. Above us, Auriel rises from the high chair. The entire arena quiets again instinctively. Steps down slowly, Elias at his side, Measured and predatory. With his eyes on Ronan, he says. “Impressive synchronization.” The words echo as students stop and turn back. Ronan bows his head, a compliment from an Elder. “We train often.” “Yes I can see that. “ He says softly. “ And you, Vale. Such control.” He sneers, Fenir growls low in my chest.

"Japan has another Luna?" Tatsuya, sitting stiffly among the Predators’ reserves, paled. His heart dropped into his stomach. “No… Renji… you idiot. Now everyone knows.”, "Fuck " he quickly gets up, going outside to make a phone call, murasame watching him as he leaves.

“Standby with your hands like this...” Goro said, preparing Nozomi for the start of the song. He stood close to her and casually touched her hands like they were familiar with each other. “Watanabe-san, you asked me what era I was from, didn’t you?” “Hm? Yeah?” [Coast is clear!] BaoBao gave the green light. “How about you guess?” She sneered and turned her face to look at Goro.

He excused himself all of a sudden which made Ayane suspicious. "Oh Ryuji, you made it. Come sit right here." Ayane heard Mr. Taizo's voice calling out to someone. She went back to her seat and saw that she was seated next to Ryuji, Mr. Taizo's grandson. Their eyes met for just a second but he quickly looked away. Unconsciously, Ayane took a sip from her glass. As everyone was busy mingling with each other, Mr. Taizo tapped Ayane's shoulder.