Shinobu Picture Novels & Stories

I snorted and pointed the gun at Shinobu’s head. “Yūri, let’s talk about this.” Shinobu tried to speak, his voice squeaking. “I’m done talking. No one, I repeat, no one pretends to be me.” With that, I pulled the trigger. “Yūri!!!” “OH MY GOD!!” “HE’S DEAD!!” The screams of terror erupted in the room as Shimobu’s body slumped in his chair, his head falling to the side.

“It was pretty exhausting on your part? To put up on my parents?” Shun observed Lincoln. His face is really gorgeous. Attractive, hot, and cool. Name it. He always had the chance to look at his face but now is the only time he noticed the 2 moles on the side of his right eye. If he smiles, the mole will somewhat disappear if not looked closely. Looking at his face, he doesn’t seem to be exactly happy about the dinner, but his expression is sincere when he thanked Shun. “Don’t thank me. You paid me, remember?”

" he asked himself "Who is Hidemoto Yami" he asked again, as he look out the Picture of his mother from the book and stared at it. It was indeed I drawn by hand; very good hands. One could see enough detail to recognize the woman in the picture unmistakenly. But that didn't seem to be enough for shiro. He was wanted more than just that, he wanted something more real something he could hug, speak to, and talk about his problems with. But he couldn't get it.

“I told you, Saul! Mr. Nobuyuki’s a real onmyoji! “My sister will wake up in any minute now! “It doesn’t matter if she’s lying here because of a sickness or a curse! As long as Mr. Nobuyuki’s here to help, he can deal with anything!” Gian showed admiration in his eyes when he looked at Nobuyuki. After all, he grew up watching cartoons from the Island Nations. He had always admired mysterious onmyojis like Nobuyuki. The beautiful women were also looking at Nobuyuki with delight. In their eyes, a man full of style like him was just too handsome!

The Emperor’s voice was melancholic. “In the beginning, the word ‘shinobu’ signified both the one who conceals and the one who endures. Great practitioners of the Slayer arts hide not only their physical form but also their spiritual war, their inner demons. This young girl, my granddaughter, has shown to us today the true meaning of the name ‘shinobu’. She has exemplified our spirit. “How many of you will have the courage to question the truth? How many of you will have the determination to clear your doubts no matter how daunting the task? And how many amongst you will face your darkest self, reconquer it, and thereafter endure in silence?”

What a lucky girl. Many love her, many men are willing to defend her and she has many friends. “What are you looking at there?” I looked at Shin. He was already wearing a simple plain white shirt and denim shorts. It turns out that simple clothes are more suitable for Shin, the whiter of his skin and his good looks. “Ah, this,” I showed the pictures I was holding to him. “I saw it while opening the cabinet, hehehe ...” I said and returned the pictures to the cabinet.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

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.

Hong and Monica then turned and they saw a young woman with crazy-looking sanpaku eyes, thin black eyebrows, long black hair that falls down her back and some strands that fall over her face, an ample bosom, full red lips, a toothy grin revealing her shark-like teeth and a pair of rectangular semi-rimmed glasses. She wears a white smart shirt and dark pants. "Ms. Tomari!" Hong was surprised. "You bastard!? Didn't you know that you have a match in a week?! Do you want me to lose that contract?! If so then can you be responsible and pay me 4 billion yen worth of contract?!" Hong was speechless, but he couldn't refute anything. He let out a sigh and looked at Monica. "Let's meet again, Nobi Nob

He exclaimed. “Shut up nerd!” Dan replied. “Actually, I have one.” Shino butted in; he was the youngest who was only 12 years old and currently on 6th grade of elementary. His brothers looked bombshell after hearing it from their little brother. “Y-your kidding me Shin? Right?” June asked with doubts in his eyes. “No. Of course I’m not.” He showed their pictures on the phone, a girl who looked older that him, kissing him on the lips.