Novel & Cerita Shoujo Ramune Visual

I grab the book and pull it closer to get a better view. It's a picture of the two of them together. Ramon looks quite different with the way he had dressed and done up his hair. He is smiling, holding a bouquet of flowers with a pretty girl on his hip. I focus my attention on the girl in the picture. "She's beautiful." I say under my breath. Her hair stretches down to her sides in a curly manner. She is wearing a simple yellow dress. Her eyes are a beautiful shade of brown. They're both smiling really wide in the picture.

I forgot he's too cold for things like those. At the third stop, I went out the train and walked by the convenience store. I've been craving some ramen and seaweed since earlier. As I grab my ramen, some girls threw the ramen at me. It's really hot and it burns my skin but I injured it smiling at them, "I'm sure you didn't mean that." As my eye trails up at them, I realize that they're from my school with the same school uniform. They chuckled, "Is this Henry's girl? She's annoyingly naive."

Kelvin had a look of pity in his eyes while Max simply looked confused. Catori had all the food down in her stomach in a matter of five minutes. She cleaned her mouth with her sleeve. "Can I get some more?" she asked. Erica was happy to oblige her. They watched her wolf down three more plates of ramen. "I think I'm full now," she said when she finished the last bowl. "That's good. How do you feel now?" Ruby asked her gently. "Better, actually. Whatever was in those noodles is very nice," Catori replied.

His body flopped down the bed; limbs cowered around him and shut eyes held out against the rage evoked all at once. He had no clue of his current location and what happened before he passed out from the Subway. Ryuu whined and bit his lip hard which turned it to dark red. His mother, white hair covered the top of her head with wrinkles all over her face, fragile body which never stopped selling their original ramen made from the wheat of the mountainside of Wakayama, he left her alone and unsure of where his Father was. How could he get in contact with them? The black phone popped up in his memory, he vaguely remembered the Japanese girl whom he last met from the scene. Could he see the girl

It was no surprise that Ruby was a bright red, shiny dragon with no black on her as Slate had, which seemed to make her scales even shinier and brighter the closer they flew to the sun. She was also smaller and more nimble. Nya kept her head down, near Ruby’s neck, as the dragon was going at full speed, in a rush to get Nya back to the battlefield, and it seemed evident Ruby had been wanting to fly for a while. Nya wondered how it had been determined who would stay behind before and who would go, but then, it appeared that Ruby was a maid, not warrior. She flew like someone who would be good to have in battle, though, and Nya was glad that she was in such a rush to get where they were going

They were driven back to the hotel to prepare for tonight’s party. “Do you want to eat anything specific?” Ryuji asked Ayane as they arrived in their hotel room. She sat down on the couch and took off her high heels. “I’m craving for some ramen.” She said. After ordering the food, Ryuji ended the call and sat next to Ayane. They were both clearly bored after the event that happened earlier. Nothing much happened after the ceremony and so they didn’t have much fun. Both of them were leaning on the couch and looking up at the ceiling. Ayane stole a glance of Ryuji while his eyes were closed. She quickly took notice of Ryuji’s long eyelashes. She grazed them with her fingertips and it made Ryuj

Dorian pleaded, disregarding the discomforting glances he received from the other students nearby. Jeremy could understand why Dorian would do so. The Ramen Shop outside their campus―he heard, really served the best ramen around here. People could genuinely enjoy the authentic taste of asian ramen there. "Okay stop. I will go." Jeremy patted Dorian's shoulder to make him stop doing the embarrassing pose. Dorian shouted in joy, hearing Jeremy agree and put his hand around Jeremy's shoulder―dragging him to their decided destination. On the other side with the test coming to an end, Roy was utterly free and then with Christmas approaching, he was feeling way too idle.

“Don't worry. We'll all see where I wind up. I had an additional ten followers on my I*******m page today after a few photos and my audition video. I'm gonna make it big soon.” He held up his phone to me, and I was surprised to see the first slide was a fine shot of the lunch I had given him. My heart raced when I saw the food. A rich dish of ramen in a flavorful-looking broth, with tender slices of wagyu, and two soft-boiled marinated eggs, topped with a few premium extras like seafood and vegetables. Very delicious-looking. It whetted my appetite. I can't believe Mich had ordered this for me. So touching indeed. Little wonder he was upset I didn't get to eat it.

Sloane was across from me, already piling fruit onto her plate, her gaze flicking between me and Ramona. Ramona was radiant this morning, her long black hair brushed smooth over her shoulder, her eyes bright, her lips painted in a soft coral shade. The way she laughed and smiled with the staff as they poured her orange juice, you’d think she was the hostess of a summer brunch, not the girl who whispered knives in your ear the night before. “Today feels like a good day,” Ramona announced. “The sea’s perfect, the sun’s out, and no one’s mad at anyone.”