Sento Takahashi の小説・ストーリー

Fusae nodded and said, "The huge man with two meters in height is Sekibayashi Jun. He's a famous pro-wrestler and a very strong fighter. In public, he's very famous, you should know him." Monica looked at Sekibayashi Jun who was so tall and caused the people around him to look like a dwarf. He thought for a while and nodded since it seemed the previous Monica Oga also knew about Sekibayashi Jun. "The muscular man that is standing with that fat man is Wakatsuki Takeshi, who is also known as The Wild Tiger. He's an affiliated fighter of Furumi Pharmaceuticals, and by the way, the fat man who is standing beside Wakatsuki is the CEO of Furumi Pharmaceuticals," Fusae explained.

But not enough. “From what?” she challenges. “Rich men in suits?” Christ. I let out a slow breath, trying to hold onto the last thread of control I have left. “You danced with Kenji Takahashi,” I say finally. She blinks. The name still means nothing to her. Of course it doesn’t. “He’s the head of one of the most powerful Yakuza factions in the world,” I continue. “He doesn’t attend events like this for entertainment. He doesn’t approach women out of curiosity.”

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

Now he did not know how to face her. Daamn! Why am I the one who should be ashamed? I’m not the one fucking a teacher! He thought to himself in frustration. He did not mean to, but the image of her being fucked was so much that Takahashi Sato got a hard-on again. Inside the toilet, he then started jerking off. He could not help it. He had watched a lot of porn, but it was probably the most erotic thing that he has seen in his life. Takahashi Sato fantasized about what happened. He fantasized how Misao Aika would look with cum all over her face while still wearing her glasses. That thought immediately brought him to his orgasm.

He's one of the most strongest people he has ever fought. Kazuha is visibly shocked at the display of power. In Japan, there is one Sen with a famous reputation that matches his description. As a powerful Sen herself, she has met other chi users, some of which are her teachers. There was one chi user in her generation who surpassed everyone without a teacher and the only one in Japan whom she hadn’t met. She has been curious of him since the junior tournaments. Even though Kazuha won the tournaments, she believe he is the real winner. He just doesn't want to make an appearance outside of the preliminary rounds. He was known as The Wanderer and one of the Four Seasons of Japan.

Yet beneath that polished politeness burned something deeper. Yuji Takahashi had been coming every evening for three weeks. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp, intense eyes and a quiet commanding presence, he always sat at the corner table near the window. His voice was low and smooth when he ordered, and every time he said “Arigatou, Aiko-san,” her stomach fluttered.

The sight of infiltrators being slaughtered daily by the mighty Alpha Ryu gave me nothing but goosebumps. “Don’t you think Alpha Ryu is the best in the world?” a thin voice let out. The sight of Sasha, a fellow maid, came to sight. “Alpha Ryu is just like the others, if you ask me. He’s cruel, ruthless, and definitely not the man any lady should be dealing with.” “I think he’s handsome, charming, and has a physique every lady would be dying to be underneath.” Sasha responded, her eyes concentrating on the ceiling as she daydreamed.

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

His lightly brown hair, casually scattered on his forehead, complemented the overall charismatic aura that surrounded him. Hiya, in turn, found herself momentarily captivated by Ahil 's presence. His rugged handsomeness, enhanced by the persistent charm even after a recent shave, struck a chord with her silent admiration. She couldn't help but wonder about the incredible person he must be, someone who cared so deeply for others. Her introspective thoughts swirled in a silent acknowledgment of the stark contrast between the warmth he exuded and the solitude she often found herself wrapped in.

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”