Persona 5 Akira X Futaba 소설 & 이야기

“Good luck with that.” “Well, that is too bad,” Mr. Tachibana said. “Because Sosuke-kun has just agreed to be one of my male models this afternoon. Of course, his sister, Akira-chan, is also one of the female models, as well as your sisters, Alaina and Tara.” At the mention of the last two, Darcy’s nostrils flared and his face hardened. Sebastian scowled and said, “That is enough, Mr. Tachibana. We’ve already told you—”

"Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that" "Excellent work, Tanabe!" "Thank you, sir." Kurosava hung up the phone and looked at Vivian's magazine photograph on his phone's wallpaper. "Now, I can meet you, my love." - To be continued

They would chase one another through the underbrush, their figures weaving a tapestry of movement, and Aria, invigorated by their untamed spirit, reveled in the joy and freedom they embodied. In this delicate dance of friendship, she dedicated herself to learning their names and personalities. Akira, the strong gray male, radiated a protective nature, always vigilant, a quiet guardian watching over her. Luna, the sleek black female, was a bundle of playful energy, her exuberance often instigating wild chases, while Zephyr, a mischievous young gray male, was renowned for his daring escapades, darting off into the woods, exploring the boundaries of their territory with boundless curiosity.

Freya retorts as they walk out together. "I need to let Akira know that her husband is a target"

"That's gotta be Delta, a special case. When I or Gamma want to use Beta with powers, we transfer some of our powers to an empty body, Delta, and let Beta take control and a character trait of the one who gave the power is also transferred to Beta. Earlier I gave Delta enough power to summon a golem but not enough to defeat it for example. "Wonderful, simply wonderful..." "Not exactly. As I said, each persona has its own mind. The problem is we can have different opinions, for example, you didn't make a pact with Anesidora, you made a pact with 'Sigma', but maybe Gamma wouldn't want that, maybe Beta would be too scared, oh but don't worry, since they didn't react, that means that they agree.

Brian first introduced himself while smiling widely. "I'm Knox Ace Crowther, a Proxas and the air user," "Hi, I am Yuna Yamez, a Bervel and the ice user," "Hi! I'm Dread Andresen, a Proxas and the earth user," introduced the bad boy-looking man with a smile. "Hi, everybody. I am Rose Faharda, a Yrelia and I am the eye of the group,” "Good morning, everyone, and hi. I am the hottest chic. I am Crizel Presilya, a Gracas, and the animal manipulator," the woman introduced herself, wearing a long-sleeve fitted dress.

And the vision disappears. My hands begin to shake. Just breathe, I tell myself as my body starts to feel hot as my hands starts tingling as I can feel some type of power at my tips of my finger and it dissipates like it started. I jumped in the shower trying to ignore the feelings that bombarded in my mind. ‘No matter what you choose to do, Jaxxon is the only one I will choose. Pyro is my mate just like Jaxxon is yours. That Theo is powerful but not powerful enough to have me.’ Akira says,

["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.]"

She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan. “Isabella and Elena both spoke highly of you,” Akira said, her voice smooth as silk but sharp as a katana. She tilted my chin up with the tip of her fan. “They said you’re the perfect shared pet. Let’s see if you can satisfy the Dragon Clan.” Two heavily tattooed yakuza enforcers yanked my thin robe open, exposing my naked body completely. Akira stepped closer, her fingers tracing the fading marks on my breasts and thighs.

I could only shake my head, my mind spinning. Botan Kuroda. My twin’s ex-boyfriend. The man Akira had confided in me about years ago, before he passed. I remembered the tears in Akira’s eyes, the fear in his voice as he spoke of how controlling Botan had been. How he wouldn’t let Akira breathe, let alone leave. “I think he’s mistaking you for Akira,” Mikako said gently. “You two were identical twins. He’s unhinged enough to latch onto that.”