Shinji Chair 소설 & 이야기

The head of the table. My eyes widen as he finally lets go of my hand to pull out the head-chair for me. He can’t be serious? A few people stiffen, and tension hangs in the room. You would think me sitting in this chair killed their moms or something. “Leonel…” I start, ready to tell him I don’t feel worthy enough to sit here, but a woman next to Mr Erickson beats me to it. “Mr Sinclair.” She says grimly, “that has been your chair since Axion Tech’s start. Surely you’re not going to give it to… the newcomer.”

I wondered, do they have CCTV here too? Instead of crashing on the sofa, I walked to the only table. This was the spot where I’d seen Ryoushin naked, buried in paperwork. His six-pack, his arms—all of it stuck in my brain like a bad song. I slapped my own face to shake off the crazy thoughts. Plopped my snacks down, pulled out his high-back chair, and sank in. Not gonna lie, this chair was surprisingly comfy. I spun around a few times just to mess with myself, then raised my hands in the air like I was winning at life.

“I think he’s your big admirer.” 'Who’s he? Ansel or Chin Hwa?' *** 'Yes! Finally!' Ansel did a celebration with his hands turned into fists. His lips smiled widely. The record of Qeiza standing confusedly in front of her apartment door displayed clearly on his phone screen. Ansel put his device on the table. A second later, he pulled the chair where he sat backwards. Instantly, the chair slid for about a few meters. After Ansel got up from there, the chair spun around just before it finally stopped.

Liam, who just walked over to them, said. “Duh. I don't blame you. It's not our fault you look like a bunny.” Tanya said sarcastically. “You!!” “Enough Liam. Stop being childish.” Mrs Sharon said. “Tanya, we have the chair. Let's get back to work.” Mrs Sharon said to tanya. “Okay.” Tanya replied, then made a funny face to the fuming Liam and then went back to her shooting position. A chair, like that of a king, was placed on the floor. The chair had an icy design that perfectly matched the concept.

He turned around and said to Qi Waner, "Can you contact the family master of the Yagyuu family? It's best if it's by video call, otherwise they won't believe that we have their ninja." "That's easy. Give me a minute." Qi Waner grabbed a notebook computer and began to type very quickly. At the Yagyuu family, Yagyuu Shinji, the family master was currently sitting in the main seat of the conference room in high spirits, having a meeting with the core members of the family.

Jansen was crouching in his chair in his office. His chair is Captain style on wheels with leather seat and back. Jansen leaned way back in the chair and cranked his neck hard over, he could see the sky from the office window, hazy-blue and cloudless and so smoggy.

I saw how Lord Shinji walks gracefully with her wife as my intel says she's one of the badass agents in her generation, Cassandra Yun they have this aura of power and glory that they can kill with just like me killing without blinking. "Hello Goodevening to all Kings and General and also special guest from our society, I'm Lord Shinji Yun also known as uncle of the Famous Leader King Shun my handsome niece, i was here today to announce the great opening of our biggest and new outside power society yes Shun said that we tell all of you what is her plan," Lord Shinji said as she glancing at our side i saw Shun nodded.

He didn't show any sign of attentiveness not to mention saying a few things back. She sighed, feeling frustrated by his behavior. She needed to do this job and she knew it. It was her duty to make sure Jayden was healthy, even if he refused to cooperate. "Mr. Stanley--?" The deep vibrating sound of the machine chair he was seated on was her source of interruptions this time around. It began to drive Jayden forward, startling the doctor into a step backward. Her lashes flickered more than necessary, amazed at the technology behind the chair. It was a robotic chair that drove itself, and she wondered how much it cost to own one of those.

Shina sat down at the table in the small kitchen area on the first floor of the studio. She gestured for Vix to sit in the chair opposite her. After a moment of watching her he moved and sat down, his gaze seemed to drink all of her in. Shina took in a slow breath and then let it out even slower. It was a little nerve racking to be looked at like that. She wasn't sure if he wanted to memorize her every feature or eat her. Maybe both now that she thought about it.

"You’re in my seat." His voice was low, smooth, and honestly sounded like he expected the whole world to stop turning just because he spoke. I finally looked up. The guy standing there was, unfortunately, the hottest person I had ever seen in my life, which was so unfair. He had dark hair pushed back from his forehead and eyes that were seriously like ice. He definitely wasn't smiling. I blinked at him. "There wasn’t a name tag on it, dude." A few people in the room let out this collective breath. The guy—Cain, according to his notebook nameplate—narrowed his eyes. "It’s my chair," he repeated. "It’s been my chair for three years. Move."