Rengoku Dad Name Novels & Stories

Reynor had gone all in for our introduction. I muttered a tiny, "Thank you, Mr. Kyoto," my voice barely above a whisper. Then I glanced at Mr. Reynor. He was already glaring at me with an emotion only he could read. Something dark. Something sharp. Something that made my stomach flip. Mr. Reynor cleared his throat loudly. "And your father? Is he here?" Kyoto turned back to him, still smiling. "Ah, actually, my father isn't around at the moment. He's in Tokyo but will return by tomorrow morning."

"Hurry up and go to school. You are making him late too." Summer's father told her while she nodded and went to pick her bag. Ginga still had a poker face while Summer's father asked him to sit down. "Have you eaten breakfast?" "Yes, sir." Ginga gave a nod. "Thank you for everything yesterday." "You should not worry about anything. I will not hurt Summer." Ginga knew what was inside the brain of that old man. Even though, he knew him since childhood but still Ginga screamed danger. He was not someone ordinary about the only heir of Yakuza.

Tennouji. “Hello dear, you must be Ayane. I’m Kaede but you can call me grandma too if you like.” Mrs. Tennouji greeted her. Ayane smiled and shook her hand. Mr. Taizo came up to them with the twins standing beside him. “Now tell me again, where’s your daddy?” Mr. Taizo asked the twins. Both of them pointed to Ryuji which made Mr. Taizo laugh. He had heard from Ryuji that the twins call him daddy to which he felt elated, especially when he found out that Ryuji was the twins’ actual father.

"Welcome son" Nagato voiced out, with a warm embrace towards his son, he drew him closer and gave him a welcoming hug "Hi dad," Renji replied briefly, forcing a smile on his face. He could see that his dad was on a serious outing look. The way he dressed said it all, he didn't want to spoil that part, so he was thinking of keeping the conversation for later. Nagato pulled back his son from his embrace, although he noticed that he looked a little bit dull, but rather he thought that maybe he was tired from school activities, it does tire a person out

We all laughed as soon as Gaven spoke, he immediately hugged my dad and he chuckled, suddenly, my fathers eyes landed on Raiden. "Raiden." My father called, he walked up to us calmly. "Dimitri, it's nice meeting you once again." He said, I could sense the tension between them. My father was indeed and egoistic man, he looked like he was in his twenties and had the same burning ego in his eyes just like Raiden.

He looked desperate. “Son, is this Rena that I am finally meeting?” I was surprised that he knew me. Yoké regarded me. “Yes, father. But we found out her real name is Genesis.” “Oh… I cannot pronounce that name.” Yoké and I looked at each other and smiled. “Good day, father.” I greeted him. “Rena…” he called. “Yes, father?” “Is it okay if I just call you Rena instead.” “Of cause, father.”

She’s still waiting. When my dad died, his friend volunteered to look after us. He called himself our guardian. That was Ricky’s father—Rick the Slick, heir to a dodgy fortune. He was cute the way a baby gator is cute. But I didn’t mind the nasty side of Ricky. I liked his carefree life, his infectious laughter, and his hands on my waist like he thought he was holding something fragile.

My dad was eyeing Nekane curiously and finally offered his hand. "Your Nekane, king of the northern tribe's. I always thought you were dark haired," he said and Nekane sighed telling him that was his brother Ruven. My dad actually took Atlas and carried him around as he spoke with Nekane. I just stayed with my mother and watched. "Is that tall man your soulmate, daughter," she asked me and I chuckled softly and nodded. "He's Tuoni." My mother's eyes widened and she grinned. "A Finnish Death God, fabulous. Bet Sebastian is pissed." I nodded and told she had no idea.

“Princess Renee, what brings you here?" The middle-aged man gazed at Renee coldly. He was aware of her identity but did not bother looking at Adrian. The former could not gauge Adrian’s strength but considered the latter just a troublemaker. "Mr. Ricky, I would like to see my father. Could you please tell him I’m here?" Renee spoke urgently, her eyes full of concern. The middle-aged man was the royal guards’ leader, Ricky Kondo, who commanded the army of the capital.

"My father is Wallace Creedmere, chairman of the Creedmere Group. Get me out of here, and my family will pay whatever you want!" "My dad is Gregory Langford, and my mom is Claudia Young. You know what those names mean in Volaris City!"