Sakura Cote Romane & Geschichten

The woman smiled and patted Ejima's shoulders. They had stopped in the middle and as they waited, the door by the far side opened, and people that were clothed with leaves started toward their direction. There were men and women, but the population seemed to be paired. “Is this?” “Yes,” The woman nodded, “Twice they say is a coincidence. But thrice is definitely a sign. So tell me…” the woman's brow folded inwards. “Ejima, my name is, Ejima” “Ejima” The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?”

Said Sara giving Sekora a tight hug. “Mom, I’m not a weed, I’m a big flower. Said Sekora, crossing her arms. “Oh and which one is that?” asked Sara with a smile. “The Cherry Blossom flower.” Said Sekora returning the smile. “Alright honey, lets go or we will be late.” Said Sara, loading Sekora in the families Honda Civic and shutting door. “Can we listen to the Magical unicorns theme?” asked Sekora. “Once.” Sara replied. “Twice please!” pleaded Sekora holding up two fingers.

"Come in, dear. I'm the only one home since you took Aurora from me." Sage chuckled once more, following her into the cozy cottage. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped him, inviting relaxation. Then, Sora gestured for him to take his seat by the fireplace, where a crackling flame danced. She handed him a steaming cup of coffee as she offered him hospitality.

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."

Hopefully, he didn't hear that. He didn’t seem to hear that, thank God. The empty road seemed to disappear and as Satake turned into a small parking lot and shut down his motorcycle, I was surprised to see how quickly the ride had passed. Guess that was what happened when you didn’t have to concentrate on the road. "You like their coffee right??” Satake asked when I didn’t stop gawking at him. "What..." I stuttered, blushing beet red. Satake's eyes drifted to the building behind me and my eyes followed. Looking up at the sign that read, Absolute Monaku.

And the folk that passed that way said to one another, “See, yonder stands Sakura-ko, Flower of the Cherry, the beautiful dancer of Gim, the geisha without peer.” But Sakura-ko looked down and mused and said, “Little narrow street of the geisha, paved with bitterness and broken hearts, your houses are full of vain hopes and vain regrets; youth and love and grief dwell here. The flowers in your gardens are watered with tears.” The gentlemen of Gim, must needs have their pleasure, so Sakura-ko served at feasts every night. They whitened her cheeks and her forehead, and gilded her lips with beni. She wore silk attires, gold and purple and grey and green and black, obi of brocade magnificently t

"Hope, you will go with us before we'll leave this place tomorrow." Near the wide river sparkled like gem under the bright sun, a fully bloom Sakura Tree was located. A bunch of pink petals falls down like gentle rain on this bright sunny day. The wind blows followed by a sweet fragrance and green grassy ground sways along with the current. Mizu was sitting in front of a wooden cross with a bunch of flowers in vibrant colors the couple given and some were picked by Mizu freshly in the woods, are laid on the grave. "Mom, I'm here again." the wind blows to her melancholy.

Nicolas asked. Sakura shook her head. “I’m here with Akira.” Nicolas raised a brow. “Oh?” Sakura chuckled. “Don’t give me that oh? We’re having lunch.” “What about Sebastian and Darcy?” Nicolas asked. Sakura said, “They’ll be here soon.” “I see,” Nicolas said. Sakura turned her attention to Noah then and said, “You having lunch with a friend?” “Noah,” Nicolas said. “A new member of our marketing team at the company.”

Sakurashinmachi. Kenji typically avoided hasty judgments, but the sudden change in Akiko's mood following a survey in the same vicinity as the Nakamura residence was a striking coincidence. “What’s the exact address of the house in Sakurashinmachi?” Kenji asked. “Hold on.” Ryu went back to searching. “Tokyo Prefecture / Setagaya / Sakurashinmachi / District 2 / Block 28 / House number 8,” he said after finding the address.

His dark aura never changed and people avoided coming too close. “Here you go, this place right here.” She pointed to her screen. “I know you don’t know the city very well. You just go up this street one mile, go left and then one more mile. The place is called Sakura, but it’s just a drug business with a restaurant as a front. From the intel that was gathered there are a good many demons here. They are powerful, run the rest in the city. It took a good number of lives to get this information.” She was moving through screens quickly and showing him images of the place. How many rooms, how many people there might be.