Novel & Cerita Silly Japanese Names

Takeshi mumbles scratching the back of his ears with his finger looking down at the cat with the sad expression on his face. "oh no no I didn't mean to make you sad I know I'm new to this kitty I mean Daisy must have scared her" Koishi smile looking at the kitty. "Hey yaaa Daisy it's me Ah me ah wait what is my name-" "Dont tell me you forgot your name-" "WAAA~ noo how the hell can I forget my name its Tanaka Koishi!!" Koishi screams making the kittle almost jump out of its skin as it hides into the arm of Takeshi.

Jailangkung said. "Such a case does exist, eh?" Alfi is shocked by hearing it. “I guess, it’s no good if I call you by the name of your ghost type. Do you have a name or anything that I can call you?” Alfi asked. “Cocong.” The tied ghost said. “Buriko.” The Ogre said. “Aoi.” The slithering nurse said. “Jeje.” The Jailangkung said. “Are you guys really Indonesian?” Alfi asked.

“May I know your name?” He looked at me with a slight surprise in his eyes. "I’m Mizuki Ishikawa." “Mizuki?” I asked him. “So, that means you are Japanese.” “Why? Do I look Korean to you?” He smirked. “Well, surprise. Because I am not.” I smiled as his name lingered on my lips, “Mizuki.”

Alaina said, nodding her head furiously. “What about Sally?” Sebastian suggested. “It sounds pretty close to Sa-ku… Sa-ku-ra.” “Yes, Sally sounds about right,” Tara said, nodding her head. “She is silly, after all, and it rhymes, I think. Sakura is a silly girl. Sally and silly.” She laughed. “Silly Sally.” And so Sakura had a nickname that she herself did not have a vote in, and soon the children returned to their play and forgot all about her.

Edwin glanced at Catelyn and asked absently, "I wish Puffy all the best. Although I don't like the names that Sharon suggested, she has a point. "..." Catelyn didn’t want to give her opinion, but she felt that Silly really wasn't an appropriate name. She frowned and said, "You both love Puffy, but I don't think they are good formal names. Don't be superstitious. Even if you are, you'd better come up with another name!" 'When Puffy grows up and goes to school, does she want her classmates to call her Silly? 'Does Puffy want Miles and Ollie to call her Silly?'

It’s not against school rules. Well! I’m glad that you spoke for yourself because I was starting to think that you only speak when no one else is watching. Oh, and I have a name which is Mizuki. By the way I agree with your deal it will be the easiest way for me to get rid of this stupid situation. Yeah, you’re right it will help to get rid of your arrogant personality. So, deal’s done Mizuki and this purple hair-coloured women’s name is Lorain.

As Naraja finished his first introduction with an awkward knead, he brought attention to the back of his neck towards the person, Nai, whom he was starting to have this strong peculiar feeling of; love, surge up inside of him again. Nai: “Ummmm.. sure, s~uure, so yeah my name is Nai and don’t get too anxious about that moment,..earlier it was actually quite cute he~he, but anyway we are your comrades: Saint Teresa Of Avila, John Of The Cross, and Anima….sh~eee actually has an interesting particular ability that I like to call if I remember correctly, h~mm, Maladaptive Day-Dreaming and oh ye~aah she’s also deaf/mute or something like that, but anyway then there’s Eli, but you have to always

Spirit: "If it's going to be one of your bad naming sense then forget it (turns his head to the side with blushing cheeks).” Su Lan: (in her mind: so cute!!!!) “Okay, your name is Su Hai Ke (hai as in sea and ke from ke ai meaning cute).” Spirit: My name is okay? (Hai Ke pronounced in another way means okay). Su Lan: "No." Spirit: "Change it." Su Lan: "..... then Su Ling?" Spirit: ".... and you said my name was direct. How is your name sense different (Ling means spirit)". Su Lan: "...."

She found this to be slightly amusing and she wondered if she ws really awake on a different plane or she was having a real dream for once. “My name is not important.” he said. “I will be one of many who you will meet in your life.” “But I have nothing to call you then.” she said. “Fine.” he thought for a second as he looked at her. “My name is Mitsuhide.” “Like the samurai?” she asked. “Of old Japan?” “One and the same.” he replied as he looked her over. This young girl who knew things many did not was a mystery. He liked mysteries but this one he knew he had to help find herself and not things from the past.

) I snap. His lips curve into a satisfied grin, “Kimi no Nihongo, joutatsu shite kita na.” (Your Japanese is improving.) “Sore wa, watashi ga Nihongo o hanaseru kara yo. Watashi wa Sofia janai no.” (Maybe because I speak Japanese and I'm not Sofia.) I grit through my teeth, glaring imaginary daggers at him. “Let me go, Sang-yeon.” “Sang-Yeon?” he raises an eyebrow, “What happened to that cute nickname you had for me?”