Shoujo Ramune Visual Novels & Stories

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

"Wow! I'm so full. I never thought I could finish an entire bowl of Ramen!" Remarked Joan after practically drinking the soup from the bowl. Cole had shown her earlier the ways and means to drink from a large ramen bowl as if it were a glass. It was technically the most unladylike she had ever done, but Cole's encouragement allowed her to do it. "What did I tell you? The best ramen in the city!" Exclaimed Cole. "Touché!" Said Joan with a smile.

She smiled as she said, "Should we have some ramyeon over the store? I think it would be good to have something hot through our tummies. I bet you haven't eaten yet." She nudged through Justin and he just nodded as they both walked side by side by the store. Marian opened the door and quickly sprinted through the ramyeon rack and she got one as Justin stopped beside her. Justin was so tall for the rack that he had seen the other rack of chips by the other side as he smiled through Marian. He may not be able to recognize the letters but he was glad that he can now recognize the little of the A's. Marian smiled as she waved the cups of ramyeon on her hands and traced her right hand as she grab

"So we got the Ramen, the rice, the summer sausage and jelly," "That's it?" "Yes that's it," she confirmed laughing. "Okay so the first thing we gotta do is crush our Ramen," she instructed lifting one and I frowned watching as she took a few steps back smacking it across the ground, the sight pulling a laugh from me. "Are you serious?" I questioned "This is the only way to get it right, crushing it with your hands ain't gon work," she replied amused and I stood there watching as she repeated the sequence with other packs of ramen that were on the counter.

at this point Yamaga knees down beside Ren making the girl stare at him then at Ren going back to looking down at the floor. “Oh, it seems like Ryuuoniichan visits at your house quite often does he?” Ren asked “Yes, he does as I said Ryuu Oniichan makes tasty food for me and Koishi-Oniichan as he just eats Ramens” small smile tugs over her lips. The fact during the search in the kitchen he just found packets of Ramens and instead fried food packets lying in the refrigerator. “Ah, he still doesn't know how to cook huh?” Ren signs in response making Yamaga to glance towards Ren from the coner of his eyes seeing the slight smile over his face.

"The ramen is ready." Michelle makes sure the stove is electric, the aroma of ramen from the pot really makes Joe can't wait to taste them. Joe finished playing online games, approaching the beautiful brown-haired girl. This boy took two bowls and Michelle put the ramen in the bowl. "From the fragrant aroma, I'm sure it must be delicious." Joe praised, smelling the aroma of ramen in his bowl while closing his eyes for a while. "Of course it tastes good, just for information I'm good at cooking." Full of pride in herself the girl made an announcement about one of her hidden skills that her boyfriend should know.

"Yes, of course, I want to!" "All right, miss, please pack two fresh tomato juices!" "Yes alright!" he replied, then began to wrap tomato juice for both of us. When wrapping the tomato juice we ordered, I was surprised to see the package used was nothing but cut bamboo. This package is old-fashioned, and reminds me of a novel that I once finished. When wrapping the tomato juice too, Akira who saw the redness of tomato juice could not hold herself until the long fangs came out of the mouth and the red eyes appeared. Akira realized he was changing and tried to hold back and restore himself.

Oh God, now I have to face him after being a complete weirdo yesterday. "Okay," she called back, hoping her voice sounded normal and not strangled. She took a deep breath and focused on cooking. She made the ramen carefully, adding soft-boiled eggs, sautéed mushrooms, green onions, sweet corn, a bit of chili oil, and seaweed on the side. "Breakfast is ready," she called out, carrying the bowls carefully to the dining table.

He paused for half a second. “…I like… ramen.” Dead silence. Then a kid from the back muttered, “Relatable.” Another followed, “Ramen’s solid.” A few chuckles broke the tension. Joonwoo gave a small, cool smile not too bright, not too forced. “Pleased to meet you all.” Mr. Kyon clapped his hands once. “Alright, back to your seats. Open your books if you brought them. If not—well, I’m too tired to care right now.”

Jenny, still reveling in the comedic potential of the situation, can't contain her laughter. As the realization sinks in, a mix of embarrassment and guilt washes over me. What on earth happened last night? And what did I put poor Killian through? I return to find a steaming bowl of tonkotsu ramen paired with guava juice waiting for me. The savory aroma wafts through the air, and my taste buds tingle in anticipation. I offer a genuine thank you to Killian before settling down to devour the delicious noodles. The soup is a symphony of flavors, each drop bursting with savory goodness, and the noodles strike the perfect balance between chewy and satisfying.