Novel & Cerita Shiba Miyuki

************************************************* Warning: Alternative POVs ************************************************* 1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan) ************************************************* Isuzu Kai-Mikumi hated Japan. Well no, she hated her home, not so much the country. The country had never wronged her. As far as she was aware, she’d lived a relatively blessed life, good friends, and a good neighborhood. She was treated relatively well, and on certain days she had the love of a man; biologically her father.

She would regret it tomorrow, and Kenji would make her regret it even more by pulling her closer, deepening the kiss. The cheers grew louder, accompanied by playful whistles. For a moment, the elderly villagers seemed young again, their laughter and teasing filling the air. *Miko, shrine maiden, is a young priestess who works at a Shinto shrine.

They lowered their heads and answered, "Yes, Miss Chiba.' The woman in costume turned back and bowed again to the other people in the hall. She said in a sweet voice, "Hello everyone. I'm Chiba Mieko from the Yagyuu family in Japan. Please allow me to apologize for whatever mistakes they made today. Please rest assured. I'll punish them hard as soon as I get back." When she was doing that, the Japanese man stood by and watched. He didn't talk but his face showed his pride. He was the young master of the Yagyuus in Japan, named Yagyuu Hirai.

Miu nodded with a smile and said, "Um... if I'm not wrong, are you Sunohara Nana, who was the student council president in the middle school and also the rank 1 on the entire grade in the middle school too?" "Yes, that's me." Nana was a bit surprised and asked, "How did you know me, Senpai?" After all, her appearance was a "gyaru" and it was a bit hard for someone to think of her as a smart student so she was quite surprised when Miu suddenly asked whether she was that top student without showing prejudice on her face which made her have quite a good impression on Miu.

I automatically smiled back. I don't know how long I stood there or how long I was staring at her but suddenly I felt someone's hand snap in from of my eyes. I quickly came down from la- la land and was back to reality. It was Monica that snapped her finger. Makaila was already in front of me, smiling. Rita was in Nigel's hands as Christine took several shots of them. My attention was fully on the beauty before me. "Hey." She said, smiling shyly.

“You must be Haru.” I nodded, my throat suddenly dry. “Yes… and you are?” Her lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Mikako Fujibayashi. Jiro’s sister.” I swallowed hard, my grip tightening on the doorframe. “What brings you here, Ms. Fujibayashi?” Her gaze flicked past me, into the apartment, where Hibiki’s laughter echoed softly. “May I come in? I believe we have much to discuss.”

She said and pulled out her lips and squinted her eyes. Shirley chuckled. "That little trick doesn't work on me Az cap." Azriel's legendary trick had failed her for the very first time. She'd do this when she needed a favor from someone, and it always went her way, even if it wasn't supposed to. She'd pull her lower lip out and squint her eyes, and she became victorious regardless of the situation. One time, she made the chief so pissed for some unknown reason, and before she would show up to work, chief Tador kept yelling at anyone and everyone he saw, threatening to confront Azriel hard and direct. Azriel showed up, and before he could yell at her, she'd already pulled her lip out and squi

she smiles excitedly to put it on. " I think Mr. Ishikawa can do himself so I'll just focus on Ms. Hansons," Miyuki said bowing. " yeah, don't worry about me" "I will be waiting at the entrance," Jiro said before bidding goodbye to the two. " So let's go and change miss?" Miyuki asked politely which made Ashley nod. " yeah, let's do it"

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Oh shit, that’s dangerous. “You’re threatening him Miya?…”, Mrs Shimizu looks between us with wide eyes. “He’s an omega, you shouldn’t be mean to him Miya”. Mrs Shimizu is a goddess, her kindness should be idolized. Mrs Shimizu for life. “It’s nothing Sorahiko can’t handle, he’s tougher than he looks”. Oh. Wow. Bastard is reassuring her. He’s reassuring her. Mrs Shimizu is bloody amazing. “Whether he can handle it or not, you shouldn’t be threatening him Miya…”, she turns to look at me, brown eyes shining with kindness. I gulp. I don’t know what to do when people look at me with kind eyes. It’s rarer than you’d think.