Silly Japanese Names Novels & Stories

Duty, she really hoped that Shin would want to stay with her even if only for a few days. Shin was touched. This was the first time she had met someone as kind as Mrs. Duty. "Oh yeah, I don't know what your name is, beautiful girl," asked Mrs. Duty. "Err — Shin, my name is Shin." Mrs. Duty surprised. In fact, she even vomited the food that had entered his mouth. "Shin?" repeated Mrs. Duty made sure that what she heard was not wrong. "Yeah. So why?" replied Shin, not understanding Mrs. Duty's response, which Shin thought was exaggerated. Is that the name 'Shin' so bad that Mrs. Duty was surprised like that? Shin thought.

Kim Jae chuckled at the aggressiveness of the girl next to him. "Kim Jae, you can call me anything as long as it's not 'Uncle'. You see, I'm still young." Kim Jae insists that he doesn't want to be called by those three names. In fact, he is already uncle, but his soul is still young, he reasoned. "Just call me Yamada!" said Ikeoka Yamada a moment later.

I made up my mind, I love the sound of his laugh and I wanted to hear more and more of it if that was not being too selfish. "Bakana? " He questioned still trying to contain his laughter "really? That's your name?" I rolled my eyes though he could not see me. " No, it's Japanese. My name is Dianna." He hummed lightly, repeating the name twice just for the fun of it. And honestly, there was nothing special about the way he said my name, no extraordinary accent or whatsoever, but i Loved hearing it roll off his tongue. It gave me a sense of ease and made me feel gibberish in a pleasant way.

Owen said. "Is he your boyfriend?" Niall asked. "No", I replied. "He's my friend, Haru, Enami Haruto." I said. " Haru, this is Niall." I said as I introduced them to each other. "What kind of name is Niall?", Haru asked with a look of curiosity. "All, Alfred?" He asked again. "ば,か!" Owen said. '(It means idiot in Japanese)

"Boy, you are exactly how you described yourself online" "And also with you, you're beautiful" he smiled again and she slightly blushes. 'Thank you". "Now we've seen, some proper introduction please". "I am Ishida, Sakiko Aria Ishida". "I am Sasuke Arnold." "You have an English name for a surname?" "No, my mum thought it nice to have an English name, my surname I don't like saying. Or okay Uchida, Sasuke Arnold Uchida." "Nice meeting you." "My pleasure."

’t present in the city for a long time. There were new people I don’t know the name of and new hobbies of people I didn’t knew about. “I’m sorry little guy.” And I sighed thinking about what to say next. “What’s your name again?” I asked holding his tiny shoulder and he sniffed for a second before he gave me a handshake. “I’m Soichi.” I froze for a moment to hear his name which sounds like a Japanese one. “So, you’re a Japanese kid huh. I know someone——” before I could continue my sentence, Mike came to my back and tapped my shoulder. “uhhm. . . Strawberry? A—are you——okay??” he said and I blinked my eyes and realize I was standing in a position where he left me but I was talking to the air

The other Miles hilariously threw himself on the floor and begged, "Anything but that!" "Well... you're name will be! Fukitsu!" The other Miles sat back down again and proclaimed, "Never mind, Miles is a shitty name. I like Fukitsu better." This guy and I think alike! I've always hated the name Miles! But! Back to the topic... "Ehem! Fukitsu! I'll start asking now..." "Go ahead, Miles." I have a lot to ask, so I'll query the most abstract question first. "First, who are you?"

Nothing about this woman can be called motherly— even the way she speaks can grate on the nerves of a saint. “My name is Sakura”. Sakura takes pleasure in the way her lips curve in a disgusted sneer. “That is not the name I gave you”. She places her spoon on her napkin with a frown. “Hana is a name more suitable for a well-trained omega…not that vulgar name you’ve picked”. “What do you have against cherry blossoms?”. She knows how much that question would annoy her, and she takes pleasure in it. “One would think you’re not really Japanese with the way you act”.

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.

Her voice grew a little hopeful. "Don't you want that?" "Hmm…" Lila hummed thoughtfully before suddenly lighting up. "What if we name her Sunny? Or Honey! Or Buttercup!" Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she listed the names one after another. Ivy, who had been watching quietly from behind, smiled warmly. "Those are beautiful names, Lila," she said, clearly impressed. "But tell me why those three?" Lila puffed her chest slightly, clearly pleased to explain.