Pentagon Yuto 소설 & 이야기

He freezes when he sees me, then his eyes slide over to Yuto like he just hit the jackpot on some twisted gossip slot machine. “Well, shit,” the minion says, voice all oily and fake-surprised. “Didn’t expect to find the boss’s wife tucked away with the competition. Yuto, right? Back from playing sushi chef in Japan or whatever the hell you’ve been doing.” Yuto doesn’t even flinch. He just shifts a little, putting himself half in front of me without making it obvious, but I feel it. That gentle wall he always used to be. My heart is doing this stupid flip-flop thing because part of me wants to snap at the guy to mind his own damn business, and the other part is already imagining Elias hearing

He didn’t even give her a second glance, focusing solely on Ryu. "Let me introduce Yuto Nakamura. He’s the one who will take over from me." Kaname introduced Ryu to a familiar name. Though Ryu had never met Yuto in person, he had heard his name mentioned many times. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ryusuke Sato, a representative from Kuryugumi." Like his father, Yuto smiled widely and shook Ryu’s hand energetically. After the brief introduction, they sat back down. Kyoko deliberately shifted to sit directly behind Ryu, making herself even less visible, reducing the risk of Yuto suddenly remembering her.

"Who is Yuto anyway? He is no ordinary human being if he is able to harness the power and have full understanding of a yeouiju." "Yuto has many names and changes them every generation because he has already forgotten his true name. Yuto is a former prophet, a false prophet who believes to be an image of perfection. However, he is far from it as he lived a normal human life before he has become immortal along with the pains and burdens of it, filled with hatred for gods and men alike. He was first thought to bring salvation but sadly he has strayed away and desires to be free from the shackles of the oppressors."

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“You’ll be alright.” “Everyone out, the Alpha has declared a public validation announcement.” Kyle, Ryu’s gamma spat as he walked into the room. He had this Incandescent aura just like Ryu, but his was much more concrete, filled with cruelty and bitterness. He had gone through the worst of things on the war grounds. We walked out of the room, walking straight to the hall. The entire pack had assembled, everyone frightened by the urgent call. “Deadly fangs!!!” Ryu yelled. Everyone in the pack began to howl, drums began to beat, and the torches began to light up. My heart began to beat; I could feel the danger looking around growing stronger and stronger.

-I do not understand what it says, I checked the staff papers before arriving and there is nothing out of what you asked- -So what have I got before me?- He noticed the petite, slim woman with crystalline golden eyes and an ordinary face framed in short, shiny dark hair. Leo studied the woman for a few seconds and found nothing strange. He recognized it, remembering the image in his file. Silver Miller, Head of Design Department, 23, Beta. Just in case he checked her neck and found nothing but a thin, unadorned gold chain. Not even the characteristic protective necklace of omegas and even less the trace of a supposed brand.

“The main goal of this journey is to track down Aegar’s descendants. Finding the ninja is only the first step. Your combat abilities are insufficient at this point, and I need to look after you.” “All right, then.” After Tyr turned down his offer, Ash took care not to comment much about his decision. He took out a business card and handed it to Tyr. “This namecard belongs to a man named Mr. Mutoh. He is a member of the largest yakuza organization in Japan. He serves as the Yamaguchi Gang’s regent as well. Back in Japan, the two of us got along pretty well. Furthermore, he has a say in his organization. He’ll come in handy when you’re looking for Ume Ninja. I’ve contacted him ahead of time, s

Its color was silver. His lock screen was an image from the Japanese anime Death Note; in particular, the genius character Yagami Light and his shinigami (reaper) Ryuk. His wallpaper showed a handsome man in a suit standing in front of a sports car. With the car, Dion would get on famously with her pa, Kate thought, but not so much with the suit. Mr. Lapuz, like majority of Filipino dads, didn’t own a single suit in his wardrobe.

Looked like he had safely reincarnated to Ultimatia, the world where Kaguya had reincarnated into. He lifted his body, ignoring the anxious stare of the middle age woman and started getting off the bed. Yuuto wanted to look at himself so he walked toward the triangle shape mirror. What he saw in the reflection was a boy that looked like 9 or 10 years old. His hair had silver color and his eyes were blue, as clear as the blue sky.