Overwatch Japanese Novels & Stories

When they reached the vicinity of the camp, the first thing they saw was Victor sitting at the camp entrance. "What kind of mech is that? Why is it so big?" Andy gasped. It was understandable that they couldn't tell what kind of mech Victor was piloting. Jweali is an island nation where resources are scarce. They hardly have any massive vehicles like mining dump trucks.

"I was coming to meet you, my love," "Oh, you don't have to worry, I am here now," Uche said when he finally broke into the clearing where Ejima was. "Is everything alright?" Ejima asked. She picked up the hoe and studied her husband. He was in his leopard vest-his ceremonial attire-and had his sword strapped by his side. "Don't tell me you are going off for war again." Her big tummy knotted. "No, my love. The war is over." He smiled and blinked those snow-white eyes of his. "I just came to tell you something,"

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

They stand out from the others due to their outfits but thank God, they didn't show their tattoos. It was easy to spot them from the crowd so I approach them. They probably can't recognize us since we dress to blend in with the other tourist. They speak in Japanese and thinking I won't be able to understand them I replied, "shita ni kiotsu kero! Kono kuso yarou !! shini tai-no?!" (Watch your tongue! you fucker! Wanna die?!) They were quite shocked by the challenge I give but it was not long until they realize who they're talking to. They bow their head and apologize to me. Apparently, they didn't receive the notice that we will dress up as tourists and expect us to come like a mafia member.

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

) (Good day, we would like to pay now please. “こんにちは、日本へようこそ。ちょっと待ってください、私がそれを処理します。” (Kon'nichiwa, Nihon e yōkoso. Chotto matte kudasai, watashi ga sore o shori shimasu.) (Hello, welcome to Japan. Just give me a minute and I will handle it.) The cashier looked at Zane with a discerning eye before he turned to Nicholas with a smile.

(Ha— Omai da… Ha— ii otoko no younimieru…) (Hah— You… Hah— look like a good guy…) “…!” This language… it’s from the eastern region…! “傷口は… 私に任せて…!” (Kizuguchi wa… watashi ni makasete…!) (Your wounds… leave it to me…!) “でわ— お願いします— ここでは死ねない— 今日は— ダメだ…!”