Sarutobi Mirai Novels & Stories

"He went pale as death. What a pity Robbie slipped away too quickly. Otherwise, I'd have mocked him right alongside Ned." Rachel, rummaging through her trunk for something she wanted to give me, rolled her eyes. "Mistaking your savior—that's the oldest, most cliché plot ever. Don't you dare tell them the truth, or they'll probably start some kind of twisted gratitude romance." Thanks to memories of our past life in an era with the internet, the two of us had a far more modern outlook than the times around us. Wasn't this the suspension bridge effect? Their fear-induced accelerated heartbeat ultimately morphed into blind devotion toward Scarlett.

Hiro sets perimeter markers—silent chimes only a Lycan ear would catch. The plant specialist—Mirela, from Silias’s group—unloads her cases, checking vials and seeds like they’re children tucked in for bed. Elliot’s already stringing a tarp between two trees, humming under his breath. Lina sits cross-legged near the fire, hood shadowing her face, eyes sharp and distant. And Rhys—Rhys stands like the night owes him something. A war hammer given flesh, as Devon once said, shoulders broad, jaw set, presence heavy enough to make the fire lean his way.

I sighed aloud after some time and walked towards the desk. “I know it’s a lot to process, but right now, saving Ruben is our priority, and Brian can help us. He is already trying to save him through their mate bond.” I spoke to them in a serious tone, stopping in front of the desk and putting my palms at the edge of the desk while leaning a bit. “He… he can really save Ruben?” Maya asked me in a choked and trembling voice. “He is not a god, Maya. He is Ruben’s fated mate. He will do everything to save Ruben that he can do, just like you and me.” I replied to her, raising my brows a bit, keeping my tone serious, and locking my gaze with hers.

The king, with a large and burly body, sat on a throne adorned with dozens of swords of all kinds and sizes. "Your Highness, I received news from master Shark Hiulus that prince Maretus' army had been completely slaughtered by those demons." Joko Satoru, one of the people from another world who managed to get the title of hero. He uses 2 Shot guns that he puts on his shoulder. "How come!? Isn't he with Lily and Istio!?" King Februtus kicked off the armrest from his throne. "It seems that their strength really can't be underestimated. I also got information that they are also otherworlders like us."

Yumi smiled as she slowly walked toward Wilbur. Wilbur frowned when he saw her walking closer, "Stand there. I don't want to attack a woman. If you play any tricks, then don't blame me for being impolite." "Is that so?" Yumi continued her approach. "Then, what do you plan on doing to me?" Wilbur's face gradually darkened. At that moment, Yumi casually uttered a few words, "Ninja Art, Thousand Illusion Eyes." Suddenly, the space around Wilbur began to distort slightly as if the laws of physics had ceased to exist.

The girl in the mirror had an exceptionally beautiful face with skin whiter than snow and picturesque eyes and brows. However, there was no trace of expressions on her face. Her ocean-blue pair of eyes also did not have any fluctuations whatsoever. This was not a cold temperament. Rather, the girl called Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. The woman touched her face and there came in view were her long slender beautiful fingers, she rubbed her wrist with her other hand and hitched her breath. This woman is the same woman who killed herself, however, the soul residing inside, is no longer the same.

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

Akihiko and Ayame could see spirits but Mitusru was the only one among them who could not. “What should we do today? Oh, right! Is your nose alright?” “Yeah… I mean, it hurts when I breathe or touch it.” “You should get it checked.” Suggests Mitsuru. “I thought of that but…” “But?” ask Ayame and Mitsuru together. “… There’s a special event today!” “… Special event? Are you sure it’s today?” asks Ayame hesitatingly. “People were continuously tweeting about it though.” “Let me check!” says Ayame and she checks her phone. Then she reads the tweets and says out of anger, “OYE! READ THEM PROPERLY!”

she said after the Legion and I cuddled I looked at the Legion, Umbra, Protgation, Concilio & Creatura, Jack (F/GO), POTF (David, Kyle & Jordan), Phageomora & the Disabled Six (Quiet Lily, Astral Mist, Ivory Wings, Lunar Scar, Swift Mustang & Shadow Star) then looked at the enemies ahead of us. “Ready guys?” I said to them “my friends and I are ready Arnee” said David, “me and the Disabled Six will aid you” said Phageomora, “The Legion will back you up” said Orbision then Sakura with Boruto and Saruda came back from a separate mission “Sakura, Boruto & Saruda you came back from your separate mission” I said “yep we are back” said Boruto “Saruda looks at Sasuke “come on dad let’s help Arnold”