Ramen Sasuke Novels & Stories

I said and looked at Acquirer while giving the menu list. "Make it 2 large size bowls of ramen and soda. Thank you." He said and smiled at the waiter. I rolled my eyes a bit. "So what happened?" I started the conversation. "Um, there's some strange thingy in my mind. A memory. But I can't recall. Like something that it was a soldier thingy." He said and I felt scared a bit. Not because of the story but because of his tone of telling a story. "Wait! Please change your tone cuz it's a bit creepy. It scares me." I demand him to do it.

“Oh my god. This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Marry me, ramen.” His eyebrow twitched. “Are you seriously proposing to noodles?” “They’re hot, reliable, and don’t brood at me 24/7. So yeah.” The corner of his mouth almost curved. Almost. But instead, he leaned back with his own cup, hoodie still glaringly pink in the glow of the tiny bedside lamp. Then, mid-bite, it hit me. “Wait. How are we even paying for this? Didn’t the bank guy call you a scammer?”

Hiro “Already told you I don’t fix shite,” Sai snaps against Ayame’s pain. Her vulnerability. “You want a shoulder to cry on, call Farm Boy. Breaking things is my only point and purpose,” Sai slams back into the chair, shoving the bread pudding in his mouth before the leash he’s keeping on himself snaps.

I tried to ease up the thick tension between us, as he was barely acknowledging me. He finally looked at me, and I felt small under his heavy, significant scrutiny. He legit sized me up. “Don't you have something to say to me?” “I don't think so.” “Okay.” That's all. How annoying. I'm just so bitchy sometimes. He wasn't smiling. I watched him bring out two different types of ramen. “I don't like this anymore, I wonder why. I prefer the other one.” “Yes I know. I didn't get it for you.” He didn't even look at me.

"Moshi Moshi! Good afternoon, Ma'am or Sir! This is Jutsiken Ramen House. May I know your order?" "What can I say here, Hyungs?" she asked on the other line. "Edi, you will probably say your orders!" "Just read what's on the paper." "Hello? Uh, three Shako-" "What Shako? That's Shio Riki!" "Is it Shio? I don't understand Wakin hyung's letter. Sorry Miss, let's take two. Three orders of Shio ramen, two Shoyu, and one Cashu rice." I wrote that on the paper and asked for their drinks.

The other two having joyfully accepted the offer, Banzayémon ran downstairs, and went up to the strange Samurai and saluted him, saying-- “I pray you to wait a moment, Sir Samurai. My name is Fuwa Banzayémon at your service. I am a Rônin, as I judge from your appearance that you are yourself. I hope you will not think me rude if I venture to ask you to honour me with your friendship, and to come into this tea-house to drink a cup of wine with me and two of my friends.” The strange Samurai, who was no other than Sanza, looking at the speaker through the interstices of his deep bamboo hat, and recognizing his enemy Banzayémon, gave a start of surprise, and, uncovering his head, said sternly--

Somi seemed to be smiling at me while pointing at the third shelf from the end which contained various kinds of ramen. I then immediately walked towards the shelves to get some packs of ramen that I needed. When I arrived at the alley full of ramen noodles, I saw a man also standing in front of the ramen noodles I wanted. From the side I gave the guy a little weird look because he covered his whole body with a jacket and hoodie. Suddenly it reminded me of the mafia movies that I often watched at home. At first glance the man looked like one of the mafia who likes to kidnap women to become prostitutes. But— tsk! it's just a movie, of course that's not going to happen here. So I just need to t

Is my question funny? "Of course I speak fluent Japanese." Hyun Seok said as he reached into his jacket pocket. And then, he handed his ID Card to me. "What the hell?!" I was really surprised. Because this is real, when I read the name on the ID card. "Rai Yamashita." I read his name, over and over again. "Yamashita? Why is your last name the same as Kazuo?" ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

asked Jisung in a curious tone. “Carolina Reaper” said Min Ji in a nervous tone. “Nice. It works perfectly fine. Can you send me some? I will add this to my spicy ramen” said Jisung excitedly. “Alright. I will send it you tonight only. Do you like spicy food too?” asked Min Ji curiously. “What? I love it” said Jisung cheerfully. “Then come home one day, I will make you spicy ramen with extra spicy drum sticks” said Min Ji in an excited tone.

Lucas offered me a glass of water and I immediately drank it. "What was that?" I bursted out. "I swear that was Nongshim." Lucas told me. "It doesn't seem like it." I whispered then wiped off the excess water on the side of my mouth. "I'm sorry, Alayna. I didn't know—" Then Stacey bursted in laughter. "Just admit it, Lay. You can't really handle spicy foods, you just insisted to eat this cause you've never tried ramen, ever..." I looked at her. Of course she knows that.