Puffy Puffy Amiyumi Novels & Stories

Before Ami could refuse some more, Rain pushed her down gently on one of the chairs and proceeded to spoon feed her until Ami scowled and grabbed the spoon from Rain’s hand. “I am not an invalid, Rain. I can feed myself. Auntie Claudia, I will be myself again in no time, don’t you worry. Hmm, I forgot how yummy this food is.” Ami said while spooning mung bean soup into her mouth. It is her favorite food in the manor, mung bean soup with meat and Taro stalks. Only Doris can cook it to perfection. Suddenly, her appetite came back with revenge. She finished the bowl in a few seconds and was asking for a second.

The kind of place where even the hand soap probably had a designer label. Amy had just finished her tests. She was now sitting quietly in the luxurious waiting room, legs swinging from the oversized chair, coloring the latest masterpiece she had drawn, once again an elaborate scene with a wolf, a castle, and three stick figures holding hands. I didn’t need to guess who the three figures were. “I’ll go to the washroom,” I said, brushing my hand over Amy’s curls. “Amy, do you need to pee?” She shook her head without looking up.

she grumbled. A smile tugged at my lips, “Alright, alright, stop crying, you look like a stuffed doll with your eyes all puffy” I teased. “Hey” she hit my arm pouting, “Oww” I groaned. “My gosh, did I hurt you. I'm so sorry” she fussed. “Cute” I chuckled. “You…” she pointed at me face red, “Bully” she frowned, sitting with a loud humph, a fresh wave of tears pooling at her eyes.

Young Kiyomi reached for the mirror. Grandmother pulled it away. "Not yet." "What is her name?" I asked. Grandmother looked toward the cottage window. Someone stood behind the curtain. A tall figure in an ash-coloured coat. Tsukiko. Grandmother lowered her voice. "Ayame is the name you keep." I frowned. "What other name?" Her hand covered my mouth. Fear tightened her face. The memory shifted. I stood inside a ritual chamber. Kiyomi lay unconscious on a stone platform.

(Roslyn) okay, baby girl. ...... who was that just called you? Riley asked her. That was my mom who just called me, Amy responded to Riley with a warm smile. Also, can you drive me to a nearby café close to our place, please? Amy asked Ri. Sure why not he replied. So Amy scurried to her room and changed into black rip jeans with a blue shirt and white sneakers, her hair was tried in a ponytail. And she was set to go, Ri am ready. *Riley chuckled* alright let go.

Dammit, there was no way I was going to get these three to leave, especially if they knew that I was going to do something that they considered fun. "Wow, Amya." Pam continued, letting her eyes trail along Amya’s body, which was being shown perfectly due to her tracksuit. "You’ve got one hell of a figure." "You think so?" Amya asked, striking a pose. "I feel that it could be better." "Nope, you’re perfect, doll." Pam assured, giving Amya a flirtatious wink. "Enough," I huffed, pulling Amya closer. "Why is it that everyone wants to flirt with my mate?"

Aiomi looks differently from his brother. He has this clean cut blond hair , with tantalizing ocean blue eyes, he also has a tanned skin and he's taller than Hikaru, on the other hand, Hikaru has black long hair, which is tied neatly. He has this charismatic deep amber eyes, his complexion is pale yet you could see his cheeks are a bit pinkish. Both of them has pink lips and good looking. In my opinion, Aiomi is older than his brother. Why did I say so? Because of how Aiomi scolded him.

It honestly encourages me :) Asmayi

Amy took her sweet time to join me, and I could clearly sense how upset she was when she sat down to my right. “Kujo, this is Amy. She’s afraid because she doesn’t know you, but she still wants to help you,” I said. “So please, let her do it.” In the pause that followed, Amy stiffened, frowned and then gaped, eyes like grapefruits on the corner. “What is it?” I asked, bringing my voice down. “It— It sat down and sort of changed its shape. It’s trying to look friendly!” She leaned forward. “Careful,” said one of the Blotters through my phone.

Everyone kept quiet but will prepare for what will happen next. Aikyo Ayumi was at a shrine before closing her eyes as her appearance changed. If she was considered beautiful before, she is DIvine now. She has long light pink hair tied in a french braid and she is now wearing modern clothes. She then laughed heavily and waddles around proudly of the chaos she created.