Ryo Inaba の小説・ストーリー

Rachel What's the best way to forgo everyone and everything that hurts you, for me, it is to get drunk. I don’t normally like to drink alcohol because it makes me lose my mind, and I don’t like the fact that something has this kinda effect. If anything I like the most is being sober. So I don’t make any rash decisions that I might regret in the future. But today it's different, for just one day I want to be free, not caring about anything else in life. I don’t know what the morning brings for me but I wanna enjoy being out of control for once.

What? My hair whipped around my face as I battled solo with Valen. He really was impressive, but I didn’t want to admire him. I didn’t want to admit that he held his own against me. I wanted to bring him down. Letting out a shriek, I formed a throwing dagger and a Japanese shoto sword. An unusual combination, but it was that unexpectedness that had brought my challengers to their knees on several occasions. I charged at Valen, his eyes widening as I slashed and stabbed at him with my shoto while jabbing at him with my dagger. I only aimed for spots that I knew would kill him within minutes of a strike—his neck, his heart, his lungs, major arteries. His body twisted and his forearm guard rang

I thought back to Abel and Nadia, to the creature that made my blood turn to acid and my bones to ice. “The white and black bull, can someone channel their energy?” Apollo’s bronze eyebrows lifted, even though his eyes darkened to a rich shade of amber. “Yes, if you’re desperate or deranged enough. Their help always comes at a price, and rarely is it ever worth it.”

She did change her mind. "Alpha, our Luna is bleeding so bad." Andy cried in pure panic. "No. I can't do this." I whispered as I tried to hold the pain. "Kill me. Now. Andy, Tristan, please!" Cyrene cried. I looked at them and saw the agony in their eyes. We all grew up together so this is killing them as well. I pleaded with my eyes for them not to listen to her but I know it would not matter now. She successfully tackled me to the ground and when she was about to slash me on my chest, she ended up flying across the room. I looked back to find Tristan and Andy panting, trying to catch their breaths.

Nova’s eyes flash with a bright, otherworldly light as she channels the Goddess’s power. Suddenly, Morana’s body tenses and her hands form into fists next to her body. “The Meraloth is fighting back! It’s trying to assert its control!” Morana cries out, her body arching as the Meraloth’s presence is drawn out of her in a wisp of black smoke. “Nero! It… Gods, it hurts so much!” “You can do this, ‘Rana. You’re stronger than that fucker inside of you,” I growl, wishing I could go to her and wrap my arms around her.

Yasu asked. "Dude you can't just leave us hanging like this." Tobio said. "What did you see?" Ryu shook his head as a few drops of tears rolled down his cheeks. He was crying as well as laughing. It was so painful. He felt as if his heart was being squashed by a huge tractor and at the same time, the whole situation was funny because the thing he had been avoiding since the very beginning, the one thing he knew had the power to ruin his relationship with Aito was already out.

“As the lord of Country C… what is your next move? Are you gonna report it to Amino? Or Ryuzaki?” “Hermmm… I’m still thinking about it. For sure that the news about the execution of those two has entered Amino and Ryuzaki’s ears by now.” “And why is that?” “Have you heard about Busaba by any chance?” He mewled, leaning on that touch. “Busaba? Chayan’s sister?” “Ah, speaking about Chayan. Do you know about him too?” Dionysus shut his mouth, thinking alone, although his palm effleurage Hercules again and again. Dionysus was a god of entertainment. No matter how resourceful he was, his knowledge was limited to entertainment.

Ryōta had decided to show up and was currently being held back by Hibiki. “I don’t want them on my property!” Ryōta shouted, pointing at Forrest, who was standing protectively in front of Riko. His gaze swung to Darius and me, and he shoved around Hibiki to rush us. “YOU!” he shouted—a terrible move. Darius and I were both ready, but we didn’t have to react. Because without warning, Ryōta was on the ground, and standing over him carrying a sheathed katana was Yūri.

She tried thinking of a way to mediate the situation; if she wasn’t careful, the Islanders would ruin every single one of her plans. But before Alani could say anything, a young person in a robe hopped out from behind. “Harvey York! My name is Tobiro Taiha of the Abito Way! “I heard that the filth of a brother, Matsuda, died to you! “I’ll kill you myself today! I’ll bring honor back to him and the Abito Way!” Tobiro showed a fierce expression. He knew that Harvey was impressive, but he couldn’t help but feel riled up because of his Bushido Spirit.

“Then how did I shove Veras as easily as that if it was only supposed to heal my wounds?” Ignoring the girl’s questions, Shino pointed at Rhianna with an intimidating look, “I’ve told you about my research about S-Syndrome, Rhi. It’s poison. If you did manage to fail that time, you couldn’t bring the dead back to life! And scientifically speaking, there’s no way you can bring a dead person alive again.” Rhianna was irritated while defending herself from the negative reactions that her comrades gave her, she slammed her hand on her face accompanied with a deep sigh.