Shinsou X Aizawa Novels & Stories

We watched the sunset, talking and joking about everything and nothing. The large strawberry moon hangs above us tinting the night pink. Rose-colored water laps at the edge of the shore, crickets chirp, and the steady beat of Zac’s heart all combine in a perfect symphony. Zac’s hand snakes under the sleeve of the shirt I'm wearing and tiny zaps dance on my skin as he caresses my arm. I trace the outline of his hard abs with my finger. The tingles have become a craving now and I can’t get enough of them.

I asked. “Haha…no need for formalities with me. When we’re alone, just call me Shin. No need for all that ‘General’ stuff,” Shin said with a laugh. His smile and laughter brightened up his whole face and it made him seemed a lot younger. I couldn’t help smiling along with him and his carefree attitude. “I’ll call you Shin if you agree to call me Rin,” I said with a small smile. “Ok ok…but only when we’re alone,” Shin replied with a wink.

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

What is she up to this time? "Mr. CEO Axis Ford Averion pays a surprise visit on the Starlight studio..." My eyes widened because of what Aishi read. What does she mean? "What is that?" I asked curiously but Aishi didn't listen to me, instead she continued reading. "Youngest Bachelor Axis Ford Averion and Supermodel Yasha Reese Heuson, once rumored fiance and fiancee—" Aishi never finished reading because I snatched the phone from her out of sheer curiosity.

This year's match-up promised to be the most intense yet – Shirashi, the village's reigning champion, against Aika, a mysterious newcomer with a reputation for being as ruthless as she was beautiful. Shirashi stood confidently in the center of the arena, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. Her husband, the Narrator, watched from the sidelines, a mix of pride and worry etched on his face. He knew his wife was a formidable fighter, but there was something about Aika that made him uneasy.

Estella froze slightly. Aizen. Her gaze lifted automatically. Aizen stood several steps away wearing a dark charcoal suit with the sleeves slightly folded near his wrists. Beside him stood Keisha, smiling brightly the moment she recognized Estella. Another man stood beside them. Tall. Sharp-featured. Calm eyes. Older than Aizen by perhaps a year. Jonathan Walmont. The atmosphere shifted almost instantly. Kael visibly straightened. Meanwhile Aizen’s gaze moved from Kael… to Estella…

The woman smiled and patted Ejima's shoulders. They had stopped in the middle and as they waited, the door by the far side opened, and people that were clothed with leaves started toward their direction. There were men and women, but the population seemed to be paired. “Is this?” “Yes,” The woman nodded, “Twice they say is a coincidence. But thrice is definitely a sign. So tell me…” the woman's brow folded inwards. “Ejima, my name is, Ejima” “Ejima” The woman nodded, “Tell me, Ejima, does this look like a coincidence?”

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

He didn't want to cry, he didn't want to fall apart, this wasn't the time for that. He looked at the body of the man whose back was turned to him. I wouldn't let him fight alone. He heard the door open again and tensed. She was expecting her father again with some trick, but in her case the woman who appeared made her open her eyes in exasperation. "You," he gasped. -It's good to see each other again, President, or better said, experiment 0. Alisha didn't realize how she had called, she first had to come out of surprise that the person in front of her was her former co-worker and right hand man, Ania.

After coming out of Sakurasou, the three of them walked together and Shiina was in the middle with both Monica and Ritsu on either side. Shiina's eyes were closed and she seemed to be very sleepy, walking feebly while being pulled by Ritsu. On the other hand, Ritsu had this helpless expression on her face, but in the end, she held Shiina's hand with her left hand and she wanted to use her other hand to read a book, but she was a bit troubled with Shiina.