Shinobu Backstory Novels & Stories

He couldn’t even be bothered to meet the mourners, let alone anyone with another agenda at this time. Shibata bowed again. "I've tried to refuse, but Inoue-san said it's important." “Mao Inoue?” Kenji was confused. Inoue only needed to call him to talk. He was willing to take Inoue's calls. He knew Inoue wouldn’t bring up nonsense at a time like this. But there hadn’t been any missed calls from Inoue when he turned off his phone earlier. “Oh, no. Hiro Inoue. His father—the lawyer of Nidaime,” Shibata explained.

"At the abandoned warehouse on Fourth Street. My source says he's about to close a drug deal with Yoshiro-Nagama." Michael turned away, as Pedro went on with the details. Yoshiro was the new Oyabun of a century-old Yakuza, controlling the inflow and outflow of drugs and weapons in Asia. As a result of his greedy quest for power, Yoshiro deposed his own father, Hatake Nagama, killing him and his trustees in cold blood, to assume the post of Oyabun.

I yanked my hand back instinctively and shouted, "Get off me, you dirty man! You have an STD, and you dare touch me?" The fish knife sliced across the back of Kieran's hand, leaving a deep gash. Wincing, Kieran released my hand. The silver-haired delinquent's face flushed redder than blood. Ignoring the pain in his hand, he stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about? I've never been with anyone, so how could I have that kind of disease?" What? Something felt off to me. Oh! So he wasn't actually the baby's father?

- Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Ren Shibasaki didn’t turn around from his position before the gravestone of Tatsuya Fujiyama even when the sound of light crunch of gravel beneath shoes reached his ears. He merely stood there, eyeing the words engraved in the gravestone, with his hands stuffed in his pockets even when he knew Yuri and Tohya were both standing behind him. It was when Yuri sighed when he finally turned around. “I hope that we aren’t intruding,” she said apologetically.

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

He knew that the show was coming… “I also heard quite a lot of rumors about you.” Noah gestured to the woman to leave before squinting at Harvey once again. “For example, you only managed to kill off Miyata Shinosuke because of the help from Nanyang God of War. You also sabotaged the Sword Saint’s ability to fight before that. “Akio Yashiro was forced away by you, but it was later revealed that Dean Cobb was also at the scene. “I’m curious. Are you really that powerful? Or you are only this bold because of Dean’s support?”

After that, Jiro sighed as he said, “To be honest, Aurous Hill is actually a very sad and depressing place for me. Miss Ito, if it weren’t because you were participating in the competition here, I would never have stepped into this city no matter how beautiful it is.” Nanako asked in surprise, “Why do you say that, Mr. Kobayashi?” Jiro pretended to be sad as he said, “I have a rebellious elder brother who was so obsessed that he poisoned our father to death...” “The Kobayashi family issued a killing order to clean up the mess and punish the traitor. My brother was killed by a bounty hunter in Aurous Hill some time ago. I don’t even know where his body is buried now...”

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"

He hugged her again. “I missed you too, Shun.” Shaine hugged him back and smiled lovingly. “Where’s Ruqa?” “I already called her,” Shun replied. “We need a long time to catch up.” “Yes, we do.” And so they did. Shun talked about his life in those five years she’s in comatose. They were crying, and Shaine felt guilty for Shun’s sacrifices. Shun didn’t tell Shaine about his disguises, especially about his deal with Lincoln. He felt bad for keeping secrets from her, but he felt that this isn’t the right time to reveal something like that, now that Shaine had just woken up.

She took look at the noisy machine and one at me peacefully laying there while struggling for life and decided to unplug it and disconnect my life support. Everything went still within seconds. “Good. Everything's finally quiet Kara. It's just the two of us.” I struggled to open my eyes to see her adjusting my blanket. “Mother–” I tried to call out. “I should be honest with you now, right? I never liked you from the beginning. Do you remember when we first met? At the orphanage? You tried so hard to get me to like you and it worked. You were always crying at home because of the kids you left at the orphanage event though you were living well and I got more curious about you.