Pacar Kakashi Novels & Stories

Peach is looking at the wall clock. Obviously not focusing on their teacher. And when the bell rang, she smile and run straight to the cafeteria. But a masculine body interrupt her happiness. Who ever owns this yummy body doesn't helo anything. She wants to eat. And here she is. She's about to run her mouth and say nasty thing but when she look up she saw her crush face. "What the heck do you want Prince Caspian?" Peach ask. Yes, she likes him but that doesn't mean that he can stop her from craving for takoyaki.

"How dare you laugh at me?!" "I'm so sorry, Mara. Hahahaha!" He was trying to calm himself down. "I was not talking about that, lady. And... Hahaha! Pico is not even a girl! Mara, you should just forget about that anime or just go watch Naruto and it will suit your taste." Mara's forehead creased and then pouted. She could feel her ears burning in embarrassment as soon as she realized that they were not on the same page just a moment ago.

["No host, it was a case of mistaken identity. They sent the original owner to the wrong seat at the restaurant." "Come out Daisuke so that I can beat you to death." ["But host, now all you have to do is avoid that restaurant."] "You just wait if I don't beat you to shreds when I arrive back my name isn't Akira Yuuto." ["My master would not allow you to beat me while he is around."] "But he is never there when I get back from the worlds, excellent time to beat you." ["My beloved host has mercy on this poor system.]"

V4 POV " I'm so sorry! I should have realized that it was an illusion!" Akari apologized over and over again. " It's alright! Don't sweat about it! But you were seriously good! I had a hard time keeping up with you! Right, Shin?" I reassured her as I patted her on her shoulder. " Yeah! You were awesome! A perfect balance of speed and strength. Tell me did Saki the Demon Slayer fight like that?! (A lot of crap about demon slayer technique)"

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!"

“Just… making sure you don’t trip over anything.” Tasha turned fully. “Hey,” she said, her voice unexpectedly soft. “Thanks for everything. I mean it.” Kachi tilted her head, the usual smirk replaced by a more sincere expression. “If you ever need someone to talk to… I’m here. Even if it’s just to yell at me for being annoying.” Tasha chuckled. “I never knew you could be this calm.” “I have layers,” Kachi said proudly. “Like an emotional lasagna.” Tasha laughed. And then, impulsively, gently, she leaned forward and kissed Kachi. Just for a second. Just enough.

I’m on a bathroom break right now. Carys: So nice of you to think of me in there. Deacon: I’m not on the shitter. Don’t worry. Carys: Well, that’s good. Deacon: What did you have to eat with your champagne? Carys: I got sushi rolls from Miku. Deacon: That place is good. But have you tried Ichigo? Carys: No. Deacon: Ohhh. You need to! I’ll pick some up this week and bring it by.

“Nii-san! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Tokyo?” the young girl called out, half in protest. “Ah… yeah, haha,” Heri replied awkwardly. “I already made plans with someone, Akari-chan. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time.” Akari’s gaze immediately shifted to Sakura. “Nii-san… who’s she?” she asked innocently. Sakura quickly stepped in to introduce herself, not wanting things to become awkward. “Kitagawa Sakura. Nice to meet you.”

😱 this is the saddest Chapter ever 😔😔😔😔💔💔💔💔 King Maeko's death 😭😭😭😢😢😥 Akira in danger 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔 I love ❤️ y'all 💕💕💕💕

Akira didn’t say anything. “You see, our friend here is not into touching,” Lucas said. Akira shrugged and dug into the pasta as if nothing happened. He didn’t say anything. End of conversation. The hair at the back of my neck stands in attention while my heart’s trying to do a cartwheel inside my chest. I’ve seen those eyes before, I’m just not sure where.