Pedang Kakashi Novels & Stories

"Who is this handsome young man?" Daiki seemed unbothered by Masumi but still held his silence. Nozomi intervened before her mother scared off her crush, "This is my new friend Daiki. He's on the martial arts team..." "I know who he is, Daiki Hachisuka. I believe you have mastered Hapkido and Karate, correct?" Masumi asked. Masumi was better looking and more developed than her daughter. Her mother always told her, "You will be the flower that blooms last and best."

Hayate stopped his friend from jumping at the two behind him. Karu pointed the knife—no, a dagger at Jai and Claude. “H-How did they get pass the shinobi?” He asked nervously. Claude leaned closer to Jai and whispered. “Shinobi is ninja too, same meaning.” Jai nodded in understanding. He actually already knew about it, but he appreciated the effort. “You must be Karu.” Jai said. The dagger was pointed at Jai. “H-How do you know my name?”

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.

His remaining companion turned to face me as well. My favorite ninja wasn't done yet. As the second man turned, Miyako stepped from behind one of the false pylons and kicked the gun out of his hands. The ex-hanging man had the choice of reaching for his dropped Type-05, thus letting me chop him in the back as he bent over or...draw a sword?

he exclaimed, clapping his hands, eyes wide at the sight in front of him. Nisemono and Tenshi shouting each other's name as they clash. He never knew he made them this strong, manipulating the winds and taking energy from trees making them a glowing ball. How fascinating! They can kill each other in the next collision, given that their physical body is severely damaged. He sighed, he can't let them die just yet. "I would hate to see the older version of me get killed, right Kedama?" "Kegawa," it answered, rolling its eyes.

Which then, Kuroyuki took a cat-foot stance. …I'm surprised. Her form is excellent. “A Nekoashi-Dachi (猫足立ち). This is a Karate-Do (空手道)." I answered. "…In just one glance…?" Kuroyuki inadvertently murmured. Oh, I was correct. "That's because you had a solid form. Are you perhaps, skilled in karate…?" Somehow, Kuroyuki's eyes looked up for a split second.

Alex asked. Mr. Kitagawa scoffed coldly. “Of course, I’m not a ninja. I’m an ancient—” Alex couldn’t be bothered to listen to his introduction. “Get lost!” If Mr. Kitagawa was a ninja, Alex would’ve been slightly interested. But since he wasn’t, Alex didn’t want him to stay. “Take this!” Mr. Kitagawa shouted angrily as he threw a punch at Alex. Mr. Kitagawa was a martial arts expert who studied an ancient form of Japanese martial art known as Katori Shinto Stream. His level of cultivation was extremely close to Mystic rank. This was also how he caught Frank Accardo’s eyes, and why Frank intentionally invited him from Japan.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Ah, how would I lead the conversation frog the character I used to play, I'm going to meet her the first time forever' "Ugh, I just hope it doesn't go 18+" Koishi mumbles under his breath. Looks down at the teddy he is holding, making a small smile spread across his face as if the fear he was feeling before has just disappeared. "Master what 18+?" "Huh" snapping Koishi out of his thought just to see the white-haired guy staring back at him. "Oh It's nothing, just I don't know, I feel weird" Koishi gulps in response, bits inside his cheeks.

The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber. The duel circle formed beneath the towering pillars of bone and stone. Adrian stepped into the open space. Across from him, Kharvek unsheathed a massive curved blade. “Try not to die too quickly,” the demon mocked. Adrian said nothing. The duel began. Kharvek attacked first. The demon moved with surprising speed for his size, his blade crashing down with enough force to crack the stone floor. Adrian twisted aside. Steel shrieked against steel as he raised his sword to deflect the next strike.