Shinji Chair Novels & Stories

Yahiko sneered before he said, “Don’t forget, the Takahashi family also has several top ninjas protecting them. Japanese ninjas are all so powerful. I think that Charlie could never be their opponent!” Hiroshi reminded him, “Chairman, even the top ninjas that we worship might not be able to defeat dozens of Eikichi’s personal bodyguards so easily, right? Even if the ninjas could defeat these bodyguards, I am afraid that it will be a terrible victory. However, Charlie simply crushed the other party so easily…”

Charles and Desi said sounding at the same time answering at the same time. "Then Misaki replaces Santos' position and Leo replaces Juan's position" said the Tesla Chairman to Misaki and Leo. "Ready, thank you chairman" said Misaki and Leo who also sounded simultaneously answered at the same time. "From now on I leave the security of Zeon to the four of you. If there is something don't hesitate to ask me" said the Tesla Chairman to the four of them. "Okay Chairman, thank you for your guidance" The four of them said at the same time.

The bigger the chair, the higher the status of the team member. Isabella's eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. She saw five large chairs, each with a tag on the seat. The smallest chair belonged to a young man in his twenties, with a tag that read "Jeff". The fourth chair was occupied by a stunning girl with long blonde hair and beautiful eyes, her tag reading "Stephene". The third chair was taken by a gay man with a large stature, almost like a giant, his tag reading "Claus". The second chair was occupied by a girl with a big snake tattoo on her body, dyed pink hair, and green eyes. Isabella immediately recognized her as the girl who had interrupted her and Collins' intense mo

It was a robotic chair that drove itself, and she wondered how much it cost to own one of those. The chair's wheels rolled smoothly on the floor and were moving in her direction. "Get out of my way," Jayden grunted, leaning onto the chair like it was a bed or a sofa, raising his towel-covered head to glare at her. "You can't go yet, Mr. Stanley." She voiced, almost pleading, and grasped hold of the armrests thinking that would stop the chair. But instead, the chair tilted more and Maria was propelled backward until she fell on her behind with an embarrassing thud.

Cain's hand closed over my wrist before I touched it. "Wait," he said. I looked at him. "The other chair holds a part of the eight-hundred-year woman," he said. "Kept alive across centuries to be a living continuity. If this chair is built the same way, sitting in it is not a small gesture. We do not know what it does or who it is meant for. I am not willing to let you find out by simply trying it." I looked at the chair. At Cain's hand on my wrist. At the mural, with its sixth uncertain figure.

Their wristwatches, sleek and expensive, glittered under the lights, clear indicators of fat salaries and well-fed bank accounts. The very instant I stepped fully into the room, after glancing at the faces before me, my attention was drawn to a particular empty chair at the far end of the table. It wasn’t just vacant. It stood out. It was the most decorated chair in the room. Intrigued, I squinted at the gold-lettered inscription carefully etched into the headrest of the chair. The words shimmered under the lights as I read them silently. “The Chairman.” A smirk tugged at my lips. So, this was my seat.

This was the table of judgment. Blake remembered that this all started with him sitting on the House Leader’s Chair, still looking more like a throne than a chair. It’s high backing and seat, with a leather cushion and wooden sculptures on each end—one of an Eastern Dragon and the other of a Phoenix, both looking about to rise from the back. The arms are carved, connecting each animal using its tail. The legs were cut in the likeness of the legs of the two animals. If it weren’t for this chair, his life would have been more mundane than what it is today, and he would be none the wiser of a world of cultivation within this world.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"