Shigaraki Smiling Novels & Stories

Again Akira smiled sweetly at me, he acted coldly as if he was hiding something from me. "What?" I asked, looking at him with a slight glare. "Very far from your house, no problem right?" he replied with a sweet smile that he thought was cute and funny until he laughed a little. I see him smiling, he looks cool and very handsome but annoying. I hit him, “Damn it! Why did you lie to me? Geez!" “Hahaha .... come on! Don't be angry, you're here. Can we have fun? " I looked at his face for a moment, he seemed to be near and far. Smile for a moment and say "Yes it can't be helped, we are already here. This place is great. "

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

“I’m sorry that I left you, Ashki, Elder Shimar, and the village. I’m not seeking your forgiveness but allow me to make it up to you even if it's only a little.” “By the way, I’m not angry at you for acting up earlier,” he added. “I just want to remind you that our goal is not to take revenge on Saizen, though you are welcome to do so after we’ve achieved our mission–to win Gairoshi. Let’s just focus on that for now.”

Shakira’s speech was cut when Akatsuki interrupted. "Maybe your errand is important, bro, just text me when you are really free," Akatsuki said as he was about to turn away. "Papa is busy? Tell him he can go ahead, he knows that I am also waiting for news about the cousins," Shuji said to his secretary. Shuji made a signal to his secretary, Akatsuki noticed it and Shakira nodded. "I don’t see Leatrice in your company, where does she work?" Akatsuki asked when they got into the car.

I turned to see Jiro standing next to me, his expression calm but his eyes sharp, studying Saki with a subtle intensity. “Everything okay?” Jiro’s voice was low, laced with a quiet possessiveness that was unmistakable. Saki’s gaze flickered between us, her lips pressed together in a tight smile. “Oh, yes, everything’s fine. Just catching up with an old friend of Haru’s. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” I could feel the slight tension radiating from Jiro, though his face remained neutral. He wasn’t openly confrontational, but there was something about the way he positioned himself beside me that sent a clear message: I was his.

He just smiled and nodded. Looking back at the phone he is holding, the smile that crept into his face just a while ago suddenly turned into a poker face. No one notices it since they are busy with their own business. Patrish is eating the mini sushi on her plate, while Kianna is busy trying to avoid the topic of who gave that necklace to her. “Warren, what do you think? ” He was surprised to hear his name. Regaining the smiling face he had, he smiled brightly and answered with his usual playful voice.

Carly sighed “Don’t you think you should explain to him,” Kihara wore a smug smile? “What are you thinking?” Carly tilted her head, staring at Kihara with a confused look. “Let’s go see him,” She smirked. “Let’s??” She furrowed her brows. “Yeah, together,” Kihara said and Carly smiled excitedly. “Thanks,” Carly said. “Come on, let’s go!” Carly said impatiently. “Hold on!” Kihara said and put on her slippers before winking at her.

“Nii-san! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Tokyo?” the young girl called out, half in protest. “Ah… yeah, haha,” Heri replied awkwardly. “I already made plans with someone, Akari-chan. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time.” Akari’s gaze immediately shifted to Sakura. “Nii-san… who’s she?” she asked innocently. Sakura quickly stepped in to introduce herself, not wanting things to become awkward. “Kitagawa Sakura. Nice to meet you.”

V4 POV " I'm so sorry! I should have realized that it was an illusion!" Akari apologized over and over again. " It's alright! Don't sweat about it! But you were seriously good! I had a hard time keeping up with you! Right, Shin?" I reassured her as I patted her on her shoulder. " Yeah! You were awesome! A perfect balance of speed and strength. Tell me did Saki the Demon Slayer fight like that?! (A lot of crap about demon slayer technique)"

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.