Takato X Junta Novels & Stories

he said, blooming with familiarity as he stopped in front of him. Taiga looked up slowly, tilting his head, eyes flat behind the tinted lenses. “You are?” Taka feigned offense, clutching his chest as if mortally wounded. “I’m offended. You played my team in the semifinals. If you can’t remember me, you’d definitely remember Midorin.” “Oh. Okay,” Taiga replied flatly, his tone dismissive, but Taka didn’t flinch. He dropped onto the bench beside him, grinning like they were lifelong friends. “Wow, you’re fascinating up close. First time seeing an Elite Prime Luna. Not much difference after all.” He reached forward without hesitation, poking Taiga’s cheek with a finger.

But she had a really bad feeling and ran to the boys, completely upset she came to *Genzo, Kojiro, door* only got her out, and Taro, Hikaru, Ken and Kisugi stormed out. Keyla took a breath before running after him. Arriving outside, Taro and Hikaru were already holding Genzo and Ken and Kisugi Kojiro, who was still cursing and didn't want to be held. Genzo hissed at Kojiro

But when I entered they all fell silent. "Miss, Catherine we talked about who will replace us as CEO of this big company! " Mr Tanako is a Japanese investor. "Yes, of course, we need a new CEO now that your Grandfather Henry is in critical condition," Mr. Alcatara is one of the shareholders in the AIC cooperation.

Koji asked. “It’s possible.” Kartika said. “Doki-Doki users without Jowa exist because they asked other users to plant their Iru to their hearts. They may choose what kind of power they desire, but sometimes it goes wrong just like Kiki, the rhino-shrimp-hybrid.” Kartika explained. “It means, I just have to kill them, right? Wait, Didn’t Taye have Jowa, right? Why was he counted as a pink ranked member?” Alfi asked.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

Galatrina sighed and smiled at the moon. "Alucard, the executioner. You sure are fast. And Teresa, the death dealer. A warrior that has never been seen to use her demon power to destroy her enemy, and the most powerful one that has ever been created. Even the past generation of warriors could not match up to her combat ability. Truly this is interesting." Galatrina soon continued to walk under the bright full moon. At the peak of the Orasio mountain lies the training ground for warriors partaking in a strict training. One of the trainees that finally be given a rank is Rioka Katanagi. A man in black hood with a grin on his face approaches Rioka.

Synergy crackled, minds mirroring ruthless ballet, proximity electric scar on skin. Phone shattered focus—Lena. "Babe, Omega funded anti-Sato protests. Bank trails to their shell—rallies tomorrow. Dirt incoming." "Good work." I hung, relaying Kenji's nod of approval, edged with hunger. Strategy solidified—counters deployed, acquisition armored.

His jaw clenched as he answered. Horatio's eyes went from Joaquin to Fiona who was still holding her neck, restraining the pain from eating her whole being. She was too week to look at, especially that her tears are on the verge of falling. It made Horatio smirk inside but he knows best than showing it to his eldest son. "I don't think it's his fault." Joaquin's eyes glared at his father as soon as he let those words slip out of his mouth. "Rakim, here, is only doing his job by protecting our pack. Anyone who doesn't belong to the pack is known as... dangerous."

Their gazes collided in the air—sparks flew. This wasn’t an internship. This was war. That night, Takuto’s bedroom had transformed into a full-scale war room. The walls were covered in Kimura Heavy Industries’ org charts His desk had three laptops running real-time simulations and data crunching Beside the bed, his orange tabby Daifuku wore a tiny badge labeled “Chief Executive Advisor” “The situation is serious,” Takuto muttered, adjusting his imaginary glasses. “Kenta was an industry elite in his past life. He’s more familiar with mechanical engineering than I am.”

“Listen up! My father is gone now and I’m in charge and things will still be the same. But for my first order, find Takashi Fujiwara and when you do bring him to me alive” “Yes boss” Jun got on one knee. He said nothing would change, so it wasn’t going to change. And everyone else got on one knee. “Don’t worry mum” he said to himself. “I’ll make him pay”. VVVVV Takashi shut the door as his landlord walked out after his brief tour. Not too basic and not too stressful. Would do him really well in trying to achieve normalcy with everything that had happened. He had survived two gangs, evaded bullets and here he was still standing.