Shikamaru Nara Temari Novels & Stories

Chapter 27 Narat’s POV My body was going through a crisis, yet I managed to meet up with the pace at which Miss Darika was moving. I sneezed terribly and apologized to her. “Miss Darika.” Miss Naruemon politely stopped her and bowed her head wearing a smile filled with fear. “What do you want,Naruemon?” “Narat is running a fever.” She explained and I felt good knowing someone noticed. Is she trying to talk to her? Will it work?

Heat flushes Jamari’s cheeks at the title. The two wolves approach Yuriko, bowing in respect to Jamari. “Welcome home Jamari.” Yuriko reaches over, clasping her hand with the woman’s, Jamari’s eyes following the movement. “These are my mates..” Jamari squealed, grabbing Yuriko for a bear hug before the Beta was able to introduce her mates. “I am so happy for you three.” She says, pulling away. “Dakota and Mai are the best!” Yuriko nods in agreement.

Surely, no one can resist her puppy eyes, right? Lenora sighed. “Fine.” Squealing, she tried to throw herself into Lenora's arms but the couldn't because of the jacket she had on. “Okay, first. You need to get rid of those sweaters before you suffocate...and what's your name again?” “Inari. Given that you're a wonderful big sister, I'll let you call me Nari.” Inari smiled watching as Lenora helped her with the sweaters. “You see, I can disguise myself with makeup but there was no time for that, I could only put on many sweaters in order to look fat. Smart, right?”

Shuten laughed. "You're indeed the best tactician in Saffronesia's business world." Ayo sneered. "That's just a name with no value. I want to take over Templer Road and complete Neuf Chrys Club's mission, allowing Mr. Yamamoto to increase his investment in Lumigen Pharmaceutical." She then approached the couch in the living room, picked up a kimono, and put it on. The kimono's print had brightly colored cherry blossom motifs. With Ayo's graceful figure, any man would be unable to resist her.

Her collar is red, and her obi (darari obi) is long and wide. She wore high wooden shoes to keep her kimono from dragging on the ground. Learning to walk in this outfit without falling over is an integral part of her training and she does it in a way that makes it look as if she was floating on clouds. Her white makeup was painted with the uttermost care on her small oval face. Her eyebrows are concealed and redrawn with pink eyeshadow that seemed applied to the corner of her eyes and jet black eyeliner which finished the look. She had red lipstick applied to her lower lip. This shows that she is an apprentice.

In the midst of this, Tamara was a black-haired and formerly Jewish girl, with snow-white skin, a version of Snow White of Israelite origin, they live for a long time from birth to age 10, in Israel. Today Tamara Lewis lives as one of the Poison girls, she is the secretary and assistant to Shoko and Seiya Nara, the most famous fashion designers of a large company, in which they were the owners of a brand and directors of a large company and company. - How much time do we have until the next parade? – Shoko asked her. “Two hours.” Tamara said. “Long enough.” Seiya said. They saw that she was wearing a lacy dress.

He smiled and then sat his tea down. "Then I feel okay about letting you keep him," he told me. "I'll have his things packed and ready for you to go in a few hours." Toru walked up in a beautiful black kimono with white flowers designed into it, carrying a tray of two cups of hot Japanese tea. He gave a cute smile and walked up, sitting the tea down on the table. He gave me one and then gave Silas one before he smiled at Inari with a loving look. "Anything else master?" He asked sweetly. Inari smirked slightly and looked at him.

Takumo liked her soft beauty. Next stood Takiari. She had fiery red hair and sharp green eyes. Her body was strong and curved. She held her head high. Her hips swayed when she walked. She looked ready to challenge him. Takumo smiled. He enjoyed wild spirits. Last was Aridoari. She had golden brown hair and soft brown eyes. She seemed shy. Her cheeks turned pink under his gaze. Her figure was delicate yet inviting. Small hands twisted together in front of her. Takumo felt heat rise in his chest. He wanted to teach her confidence.

AMARACHI "You made these dress?"chikaima asked for the umpteenth time as he stared at the dress i sewed with a wide smile plastered on his face. "Yesssssss"i replied laughing. I liked the fact that he admired my work. It made me feel good of myself. "You are a very good seamstress Amara"chikaima complimented me. My cheeks turned red and i couldn't hide my blushing. Chikaima raised an eyebrow at me and raised my chin just enough for me to look at his face.

Li Wei also had to gulp when he saw, from the darkness of the mist where Magmar had disappeared, one object was thrown towards Yama: a vest. "Basic grade armor in white!" everyone hissed in jealous voices. Li Wei promised. In the future, he would learn how to produce deadly combo attacks. "After all, I must have the same basic-grade armor vest that Yama got!" Li Wei promised inwardly. Continued