Rumah Sakura Novels & Stories

She said what she came here to say and for her, the subject was done. Jun made his way down the hallway until he reached what he remembered to be Iori’s room. A door adorned with sakura leaves and a Sakura tree artistically painter. It made his mind travel back in time for a moment back to the first time he had seen Iori in the school library. Her long black hair flowed down her shoulders and the Sakura petals adorning it like a spring crown.

“Why are you asking me about the duke’s bath?” “Well, because this is his room as well, Your Grace.” Clara answered in a matter-of- fact tone. “Then why am I here?” “My dear.” The duke walked in. “This house is way smaller than our estate in Salicera, so it is a bit cramped. Surely, we can share a room for a few days.” Magnolia was too startled to say anything. “So how about that bath? Do you want to take it together?” Magnolia gasped as Clara bowed and sneaked out of the room silently.

he whispered on her ear. "Thank you..." she answers and holds his hand on her waist. "You see that honey?" Nathan pointing into the trees covered with ice. "That's a cherry blossom." "Really?" "Every spring, people around here gather under those trees for festival." "Sakura festival?" "Yap, will come back here on spring so we can witness that and beside I think this house needs a renovation." "Will you really buy this?" she asked again. "Do you like this place?" "Yes."

* Genzo couldn't say it because Keyla was faster *Cherry blossom, I know that. And I think the name is great and it also fits mine. What do you think of a Sakura Serafine? By the way, Serafine stands for angel* she looked at him expectantly, but Genzo was fighting back tears, he nodded and kissed his Keyla. Both were happy, without any big arguments, without long discussions, probably neither of them would have thought that it could be so easy.

It is rather warm in the room, which I blame for faulty air-conditioning. Jerk is already sitting in the room, waiting for her. He types away on the laptop, while a pile of scribbled notes is scattered over the large desk. Finally, he closes the lid of the laptop with a broad smile. Grinning ear-to-ear like a Cheshire cat, he acknowledges Scarlet as she approaches. “Babe, you’re here as you promised,” he smiles as he accumulates the pile and slips it into a folder, pushing it towards her. Scarlet’s eyes widened with excitement.

“As you wish!” *** Around the same time, in a core villa area within Okina Island a little far away from Mordu. There were hundreds of villas here adequately spaced apart. It was an excellent place to relax and recuperate. Many strong men were deployed in front of an Island Nation-styled villa. All of them were extremely cautious while surveilling their surroundings. This place was one of Sakura’s temporary places of stay. The villa’s backyard also had an Island Nation-styled architecture. The wooden buildings would creak like a bird’s chirp as someone walked inside them. It was extraordinary.

He had to admit that the design of this place wasn't that much different from the traditional house that he often saw in Kyoto. The wall outside was quite old, and it should have been repaired several times. In Monica's thought, this place seemed a bit shabby, but there shouldn't be any problem for someone to live in this place, right? Monica then looked at the door plate with the name of the dorm seemed to fall off a bit and the words that were written weren't clear, but he could read it. "Sakurasou (Sakura Dormitory)?" "Yes, the name of this dorm is Sakurasou," Chihiro said with a smile.

“Come, Alessia. I’ll show you to your room while the men speak business for a moment.” I followed her down a corridor lined with more shoji screens and low lanterns. She slid open a door to reveal a spacious guest suite: tatami floor, low bed with crisp white linens, a tokonoma alcove displaying a single camellia in a black vase, sliding doors opening onto a private garden of raked gravel and moss-covered stones. “It’s beautiful,” I breathed. Sakura smiled. “I hope you’ll be comfortable. If you need anything, tea, extra blankets, anything, tell the maid. Or me.”

“I wanted to see him, no matter what he said, take me to his room.” Clarice nodded her head and ushered her into the long winding hall of the Japanese terrace. If Sky thinks Soma’s private chamber is lavish and spacious, the main villa is a grand villa with a very beautiful Japanese aesthetic. There’s a koi pond in the middle of the garden, with Sakura trees adorning the Japanese-style hallway. Every room has its function with simple but high-quality furniture, the craftsmanship of this country’s finest carpenter. Payne’s room located at the end of the hall, is a semi-private room with its own private terrace. Sky was in a hurry to open the sliding door that led to his room, but a voice comi