Oshinoko Novels & Stories

Ren chuckled and looked at Ashley who was still staring at the ring on her finger. They continue to enjoy more of the festival by eating a lot of street foods. Ashley was so amazed at the taste of every four she had eaten. She has eaten Tomorokoshi or Corn on the Cob Grilled corn where you can choose soy sauce, salt, cheese, garlic, or any seasoning you want.

Eric and Daniele's mood is still not improving after going through a long debate about the rumors that befell their company. As a result, Zoe was forced to accept the lunch menu she hated the most. Nigiri Sushi. Sushi served with rice topped with chunks of raw fish: salmon, tuna, squid, eel, or octopus. Zoe really had to fight against the fishy smell when she put the food in her mouth in the name of being uncomfortable, because she solved all the problems on her own.

Hikari glanced at me, then looked away. “Where did you learn that from?” I asked. She pointed towards the menu scroll hung on the wall near the entrance. Above the menu, there were drawings of table manners. I have visited that place so many times that I couldn’t count and never once noticed that worn out scroll. That was her first time, and she did. She placed the chopsticks between her lips and looked at the food in front of us. There were sushis, lobster, king crab, steamed shrimps, noodles, fried eggs, seashells, and prawns. Supplemented by soy sauce, ginger and wasabi.

he chanted and closed his eyes for a short prayer before he picked up his spoon. There are three different dishes at the table. Carden called the one with pork, tamarind leaves, and pig blood as Tinumis, the other one was a dish with a mixture of egg, flour, and shrimp called Okoy, and the last one was a dish called Lato Seaweed. Joy was evident in Denver’s face as she put every kind of dish in his plate, and while he was eating, Carden only stared at him, watching how he munched the food he cooked with obvious satisfaction.

Audrey tried to regain her composure and calmed her heart that was beating hard against her chest, but whenever her eyes landed on the weird-looking fish at her foot, she felt like her heart would leap out from her mouth. Meanwhile, Sabel was startled by her young miss' reaction, but she eventually found out the reason why. She glanced at the freshly picked fish that was currently gasping on the ground and introduced it to her clueless young miss. "That is a Bambino fish, young miss. It is best for brewing medicinal soups. It can be sold up to 100 gold coins." "That thing was that expensive??!!" Audrey retorted with eyes wide in disbelief. "Are you sure that this one is even edible, to begi

Jenny Armstrong turned around and glared at Henry Armstrong, upset. “Shut up…” Henry was speechless. Georgie Clementine frowned slightly as she looked at Henry with a serious face. “Shut up.” Henry immediately raised both hands in surrender… Knock, knock, knock— Someone knocked on the door again. Soon, a few waiters walked in with the dishes Henry ordered. Caviar sushi, tempura, salmon sashimi, tuna sashimi, arctic shellfish sashimi, sweetened shrimp sashimi, sea urchin sashimi, and unagi rice were all Georgie and Jenny’s favorite.

"If it's possible, Restia— do you mind going to 八島 (Yashima – Eight Islands) to find some information about the golden nine-tailed fox?" "Yashima? You mean, 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima)?" Restia asked. 八島 (Yashima — Eight Islands), or the full name known as 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima), is famously known as 'The Great Eight Islands of the Land of the Rising Sun'. It is a country located in the east with eight main islands and multiple smaller islands connecting in a curved line. When looked at from above, it looked like the shape of a dragon, so it was given another nickname called 眠りの竜 (Nemuri no Ryu), also known as 'The Slumbering Dragon'.

Augustine can only shake his head helplessly at his wife. A couple of minutes passed and Augustine returned holding a tray of fresh hot food. A plate is full of freshly picked fruits and another for frozen berries. Then the usual sweet beans, eggroll, sliced cucumbers, and tofus at the side. They call (Fukusai) or side dishes. The main dish, or what they call (shusai) are sauteed lotus roots, mushrooms, carrots and string beans, and fried fish with fried crispy spam. On the lower part of the tray are two bowls of rice with what they usually call, a staple food,(shushoku) and miso soup or (shirumono). He gently placed the tray at the side and laid beside his wife before waking her with a slig

Then at the cupboard. Then back at the packet. Luna voluntarily ate this. Not once. Not twice. She had an entire fucking shelf dedicated to it. I opened the cupboard. Ramen. Ramen. More ramen. Different flavours. Chicken. Beef. Spicy chicken. Extra spicy chicken. Something called nuclear fire chicken. I picked that one up. Nuclear. Fire. Chicken. Who the fuck approved that name? I turned the packet around. The instructions had a warning symbol. I stared at it.

“Naka-Meguro? What’s there?” “There’s a soba place I’ve wanted to try for a while. It’s called Tokyo Dosanjin.” Sakura quickly typed it into G****e, scrolling through reviews and photos. “Oh, they use citrus in their soba?” “The citrus soba’s not in this month,” Heri grinned. “But their lunch sets still look good. Come on, get ready.” Sakura smiled faintly. Heri looked genuinely excited. While Sakura got herself ready, Heri checked his own bag—PASMO card, wallet, charger, phone. “All good,” he murmured.