Tanjiro Confused Novels & Stories

He turns around and sees a different door than the one he saw in the building. “What?” he says with a very confused face. “He’s here!” “If he is then shouldn’t you be leading him in here?” “Tch.” “Oye. I’ll give you less food.” “Okay…” says one of the two voices and a small kid comes from one of the rooms with a lollipop in his mouth to Akihiko. Akihiko who was still confused sees the kid and asks- “Now, what? Did you call me?” “Of course not, you idiot. Think about it a bit will you? Idiots everywhere… Follow me.” He says and walks toward the room where he came from.

“he was being nice, you know you can at least try to be nice back instead of barely talking.” “i’m not sorry, i don’t belong here.” doctor hiroshi just scoffs and shakes his head in annoyance. i got startled by the sudden gasp coming from jasper’s direction, his blue eyes bloodshot and wide, he scanned the room wildly. his eyes reminded me of kol’s but blue instead of a hazel green. “watch...you better learn belle.” hiroshi says.

"He's a siphoner, which means he can't do magic." Oh. So Jun knows. Right then, he wonders what the hell is he still doing there? He seems to be useless as it is. He has so many questions and he still wants answers. For one, what does Joaquin need from him? There was no way he’s standing in front of someone whose existence is ambiguous if it’s just for show. Joaquin purses his lips, and then he nods, "What's your name, witch?" "Hiro Kitagawa," he answers.

The woman did not speak again and her expression seemed to be waiting for him to answer. Suddenly, a dog appeared from the dark part of the place in front of him and he was startled. Is it being taken care of by the beautiful woman? On the other hand, while Shiki was dazed, Shiro started talking to his master in their minds and told her the possibility why he wasn't replying. "This little one looks like a kid from a small group. He also looks like he hasn’t studied yet, maybe that’s why he couldn’t understand your words,” Shiro concluded.

His words left a lingering confusion and uncertainty. Akira was confused as she tried to unravel the complexities of the situation. She struggled to understand the significance of Mr. Ito's advice and questioned why he was sharing this information with her. Her thoughts swirled with confusion as she sought clarity on the connections between Yuki, Inei, and Mr. Ito's involvement in their lives.

Good thing the guys didn't notice what happened to us because they were busy munching everything. "Why do they suddenly go to the comfort room?" Takeshi asks me, and I shrug while taking a spoonful of rice and meat, then shove it on my mouth. I happily chew my food while the scene that happens to us keeps replaying in my head. "Why are you so happy, Jaime?" Jericho asks, and I shrug and continue enjoying the food in front of me. "Jaime's acting very weird." Jericho stands up and approaches the pitcher, then pours some water in his glass.

He was staring at me with an intensity that bordered on accusation, like he already had all the answers and was just waiting for me to confirm them. I took a breath, trying to steady myself. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, my voice a little too sharp for my liking, but I couldn’t help it. It was all I could do to keep myself from falling apart. Jiro’s eyes narrowed, his gaze never leaving mine. There was no mistaking the way he was watching me. “The child,” he said, his voice edged with something darker. “Hibiki. He looks like me. He smells like me.”

Leaving Jun to scratch his head because of confusion, he lightly taps Angelo- on the side to get his attention, but Angelo only keeps on- ignoring him. “I don’t understand, what you’re saying, Angelo. Sometimes your identity leaves; a doubt in my head. I know you’re a normal person, but why is it that- occasionally, what you’re talking about makes little sense?” Jun was trying to get the attention of Angelo as he tried to lean his head on Angelo’s table.

Besides from speaking in Japanese, which I clearly understand, they also talk very informal. “Are you following me?” I asked as I turned to Jiro. “Yes.” He bluntly answered. “Y-you know people usually make up excuses instead of actually saying that.” I said in surprise. “So… you want me to lie?” he asked with a sarcastic tone. I closed my eyes as I, once again, felt furious. “I don’t know why I followed you. I just wanted to.” He said which made me look at him. It’s the first time I sensed sincerity in his words.