Oshinoko Novels & Stories

I look down and can’t even see my own arms and legs. “Did I forget to open my eyes?” I close my eyes tightly, feeling very stupid, and shake myself. Maybe I’m still sleeping and I’m having a dream. As I open my eyes once again, I’m back in the room. That was quite odd. I look outside and the sky is already getting dark, I light one of the last remaining candles and place it on the table. My stomach grumbles, reminding me that it’s time for dinner. Putting on a jacket and heading out into the cold night, I take the last pack of noodles with me. Thankfully the rest of the rabbit meat is still good to eat. Giving them a quick rinse before tossing them into the pot, I patiently wait for the meat

Breakfast was hardier than what Nya was used to eating. Rather than just some buttered bread and fruit, the table was spread with meat and thick rolls, as well as the normal fruit and cereals made of grain. She got her fill of bacon and rolls, as well as a few strawberries and grapes, and washed it down with some of the sweetest, coolest water she’d ever tasted, which Slate had told her had come directly from the ice caps on the mountainside. It was refreshing and woke her up more than even the sweetness of the berries or the savory flavor of the bacon.

Elise asked curiously. “The Summer Rolls are egg rolls with shrimps, mushrooms, pork, beef, herbs and spices. And they go with lots of gravy, of course.” “Awesome!” Elise said and imagined it would really taste good. “So, choose your drinks,” Nohkoma urged her and Kent. “Hmm… Orange Splash for me,” Elise said. “Root beer for me. Thank you, Nohkoma,” Kent said. “You got ‘em!” Nohkoma smiled amiably at both of them.

Luna decided to give the food a chance and eat, besides she feels hungry anyways. Unlocking the big bento, she worries that it’s too much for her, but she spoke too soon. Inside the bento are 5 sections each with different dishes inside. The biggest section was the rice. Half of it was plain brown rice while the other half is egg fried white rice with slices of ham, garlic, and spring onions.

Looking at the plate, actually at what looked like a volcano or a pile of rubbish, he realized he was actually acting outrageously. Not only does he completely not understand what everyone is talking about, but he also has to pretend that he is having a great time and he must not even admire the body of his neighbor. He put a large, plump pink shrimp on a fork and stuck it in his mouth. It was tasty. He started eating what didn't look appetizing, washing it down with dry white wine. The waiter was already pouring him another glass. It's a pity they don't serve anything stronger at the table. Would do well to have strong ‘support’.

Inside the Montagne el'Varel Viewing Platform. "Seafood from the Wildlands are truly something else," Madam Josefa commented, poking at a plate of something called Blue Fish Grass in Orange and Garlic Sauce. It was definitely blue, but it didn't look anything like fish, or grass, for that matter. It looked like blue burger patties covered in grated orange skin and garlic chunks. Bravely, she cut up a piece and chewed it thoughtfully. "Well, it definitely tastes like fish."

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

Hiroshi smiled and said, “Mr. Wade, you already know the passcode to the house, then!” Meanwhile, Yahiko’s sister, Emi, had already prepared a sumptuous table of Japanese dishes. Emi, who was wearing a kimono, walked to Charlie’s side, bowed respectfully, and said, “Mr. Wade, I’ve already prepared the best Japanese dishes for you. The ingredients were bought this morning, and we instructed our subordinates to send them chilled to the airport to be brought to Oskia with us. There is the highest-end seafood, whether it is sea urchin, oyster, sea bream, or bluefin tuna, that can be found in the Japanese market. Please enjoy!”

Yang Xiao laughed and said, "There is no need to talk about ginger. There is basically one in every country. Now, the sushi is mainly composed of four types, Buddha's relics, seeds, tears, and purple. How can it be called a top-grade suhsi?" Looking at Yang Xiao's calm face, Liu Haoran was so depressed that he almost spat out blood. Zhao Menglan also felt uncomfortable as if she had eaten a dead fly. She never thought that her limelight would be stolen by a good-for-nothing. "Humph! So what if you're right? It's still more delicious than the daily life division on the market. Muxue, try it quickly and try the authentic Japanese-style life division culture!" Zhao Menglan said hurriedly, tryin

She hadn’t done it himself, but there was no need to mention Ryu. “You’re amazing.” Akiko gave her a thumbs up, impressed by her foresight in handling not only her needs but also preventing any issues before she was even aware of them. “Thank you,” Inoue smiled, placing the package on the table. “Here’s your breakfast.” She opened the package, revealing a bento box. But it wasn’t just any bento box—it was filled with perfectly grilled unagi (eel), whole strawberries, and other beautifully arranged dishes. The box was twice the size of a normal bento, and its price was probably five times higher.