Sunflower Anime Novels & Stories

After a few more flicks, the insect starts to turn blue in colour and when it completely turned blue, it exploded and a plant-like monster came out of it. It was strong enough for everyone to see. Every single student panicked, screamed and few even cried on seeing that thing. “The hell…? Says Akihiko while looking at the flower-like carnivore plant drool on him. “I have to bathe again… This stinks.” He says calmly. “Oye! Akihiko-san! Move! You’ll die!” “Die? Are you sane? It’s just a flower.” He says while the flower gets ready to devour him.

“When you were staying with our family, I used to wonder when I’d finally get the chance to take good care of a sunflower of my own. I’ve had the means for a long time, but I kept hesitating, letting its season pass me by again and again. Now that you’re here, I finally have the courage to try and nurture one. Tell me, do you think it’s too late?” Noah spoke as if he were talking about the flowers, yet he kept his gaze fixed on me the whole time. He was even holding his breath as he waited for my answer. However, I could not give him an answer at that moment. I did not want to be kept, caged, or loved in a way that felt like chains. So I only smiled and helped water the plants. I figured, ju

Mayumi and Sayaka started to fight each other, ignoring everyone. Monica looked at Mayumi and Sayaka who started to quarrel again and couldn't help but shake his head. In truth, he understood that Misaki really made a "welcoming anime" for him, Sorata, and Shiina, after all, the three aircraft were made after him, Sorata, and Shiina, and the fighter cat robot was Misaki, then the bombing was the dialogue between people in Sakurasou, and lastly, the planet on the final scene was Sakurasou. "It's not bad, right? But it is a bit rushed, what do you think?" Misaki looked back at the crowd, hoping someone would get her some advice. The microphone was first aimed at Sorata, who was sitting the far

Today, as per Annie’s request, he brought her to the sunflowers garden. The weather was surprisingly warm. The field was full of sunflowers that reached out toward the sunlight. Annie was in her long sleeve dress, hair braided into two ponytails, looking a little more alive. She leaned back on the wheelchair as she gazed at the beautiful sunflowers, and her face seemingly radiated. Annie turned to look at William and said, “Mr. Peterson, do you know? My biggest dream in life is to live like a sunflower.” Unfortunately…she was running out of time.