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Will Nara really accept punishment from her biological father? *** To Be Continued

My grip loosened from Akira and I fell to the ground, and fell unconscious. TBC.... Holy Shit !! Guys who can guess what Niran is up to?? I love y'all 😍

“So, you are telling right now that you are one of those who see that original image of his. For you knew who he is from the very beginning?” Nate’s remarks, smirking and a bit cursing right towards Haruna. Mocking her in the sense that he felt that she is very important and putting herself above anyone else. A bit, no, currently in between his shaken personality from the darkness that he just recently dwells into. “I knew, for I am tasked to look after him in a way. Besides, just like what you just witness and observe. He is not an ordinary person, Nate.” “Well, I already saw it. More than I wanted to admit. Now answer me directly. Who is he freaking?”

Says one up front. I sigh. I'm not getting out of this easily. "Nara. Not getting the rest." I look over at Nathaniel . He is twirling the knife around his fingers, with nails polished in chipping black paint. This guy scares the shit out of me. Way more than the front two idiots. He has his hair up in a tiny little pony tail. In front of his ear he has a small tattoo of a snake wrapping around a sword. His plaid joggers have black straps around them, and his short boots seem massive compared to his ankles.

"I know that it must be tough to part with your dearest one. You have lost your parents, siblings, friends, and now you have to lose me. I just want you to live so that you can fly free with my child." Doraduo was still crying. "Will you? Please." Doraduo slowly nodded. "Then, you’ll be my child’s Ribo. Please take care of him, educate him well, and love him. He will have a very tough life, but I am sure someday he will smile with you and his friends." (Wait, is it Naruto or something?!) "Very well." “Laras!” The one with a mustache and number 3 on his forehead came to her.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Jessy said that it is not girl like, that I should watch barbie or philippines love stories like other girls, I guess I am not like other girls. " Awesome!" I screamed as Naruto got summoned to Konoha by the grandma frog, I have watched it a million times but I never enjoyed it any lesser. My heart progresses as the fight progresses, I still don't get why some people think that Sasuke is stronger than Naruto, apart from the time when they were kids Naruto have always been stronger. My phone beeped once as a sign of W******p message alert, I ignored it since I don't want to miss the pain fight but it kept beeping that I have to reply whoever than is being this annoying. I gasped as I saw the

Naraja: “Huh, the hell. I know this wasn’t here last time and what the hell is up with my eyes….the pupil is weird as hell.” Naraja knew deep down inside himself even if he had forgotten about who he was and only knew the name given to him with nothing else to go off on. Either way he knew that a person's eye or at least the pupil was not supposed to have the infinity symbol in it. Naraja examined his eye a little bit more and then heard--- ???: “Would you like to keep going?” Naraja: “UWAAAAAAAAH!!!”

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"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.