Novel & Cerita Tanjiro Fox Mask

The question is, will I survive? The guard suddenly rushes in. He points at me and throws me something, which I quickly catch. “Put that on. Alpha Zao wants to see that on you.” “What…is it?” I ask, standing up. “A mask? I don’t know,” he says with anger. I look at it. It’s a tasseled nose‑and‑mouth mask. The dangling tassels are made with rhinestones, and the bottom part curves into a V shape that frames my jaw and chin when I put it on.

"You're not seeing the big picture here. I'm not going to her as 'me'. I'm going to her as 'you'." Xander's brows furrowed in confusion for a second. I loved that look of uncertainty. It wouldn't last long, though, because soon he'd understand exactly what I meant. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the mask. It was smooth, flesh-coloured, and moulded perfectly to look just like Xander. I had it custom-made, every feature copied down to the last detail. It was going to be flawless. His eyes widened in shock as I held the mask up for him to see.

Jenny nodded. “What is the hurry? Don’t you want to see the show?” Jean shot a glance at Jenny. Jenny grabbed her arm. “What are you going to do?” Jean just let out an evil smile. … The shooting went on smoothly. Anne did not come looking for trouble, and Etan did not show up again. The last set of outfits was that of Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, which had a pair of fox ears and a big white furry tail. The makeup artist started by drawing an exotic totem in red from the corner of Jean’s eyes, and then drew all the way down to her neck.

"Umm—" "Of course you're in." I haven't yet decided it but he want me to take a yes. He was wearing a mask, made by Abaca fiber, too. He seems to have a cough or something. I can't see his whole face. But, his silver lightning eyes was sharp that doesn't miss a thing. I think he wants to befriend with me. He almost touched my skin so I managed to move a litle bit away from him. Who is this guy?

The hall filled with their voices, excitement, curiosity, tension, all merging together. When my turn came, the wolf in front of me bowed and handed me my mask. A wolf. The fur on it was soft, eerily soft, and when my fingers brushed against it, it almost felt alive. “So, our identity is this mask,” Phina murmured in my mind, thoughtful. I pressed my lips together, examining it closely. Each of us had been given an animal mask, a new identity to hide behind, and we were supposed to save the crown from the eagle. But who got the eagle mask?

The glow changed to white and a moving image floated above the board. They instantly recognized the place they were looking at. The place was about a hundred yards away from the cave and the moving image showed twenty or so people in a horizontal line walking toward where they were. The man in the middle of the line was wearing a strange mask. The mask was made of bone fragments and blood-red runes were written all over it. Jed shot up from the ground when he saw that person. “He’s the spring-solidifying level fighter!” Their enemies were getting closer and this made Fane’s heart clench while his expression darkened. The man with the mask was holding a blood-red rope in his hand and a monste

Caspian let Handsome and Little Candy enter Earrings of Echo to rest first, and then he took out All Life Ghost Mask and covered his face. Immediately, his facial features became blurred as if they had melted, but soon, they became three-dimensional again.

He must stop. "You sure your plan will work?" I asked for confirmation. "We'll see. Come. Don't forget to wear this." Axe handed me a box containing a mask that covered almost half the face, leaving only the lips. Oh, whose masquerade ball are we attending? The question in my brain hasn't been answered yet, but Axe first pulls my hand to join him. His pace is so fast that I'm in a hurry. And in just a blink of an eye, we're already in the car with Axe sitting in the driver's seat.

"Hey! I can't help it that the silver foxes can't get enough of me." I remove my comfortable pajamas and slip into the dress, appraising myself in front of a thin mirror as I run my hands across the smooth fabric. It's so tight, my thong's outline is slightly visible. "Wow. You're definitely wearing that. Try this on." She offers me a red mask. Intricate patterns of rhinestones shine along its perimeter, feathers sprawling upwards above its nose. I lie the piece against my skin, tying a knot with the ribbon behind my head. Pushing my honey-brown hair past my shoulders, a pit of nerves swirl in my stomach before they're quickly tamed by the alcohol.

He was the same man that appeared in Xunji's study. "Gui Mei pays his respect to the elders," he clasped his hand and turned in Xunji's direction. Behind him stood a dark-haired youth. He continued to stand there silently, only nodding at Ah Yin once. His figure wrapped in a set of devilish black robes with silver lining and his fists covered with Vajra Gauntlets. The top half of his face covered by a masquerade mask. Seeing him, the body of the masked youth standing behind the old man wearing dull yellow robes trembled. His reaction was intense and everyone could observe it. Those who knew this man's identity— the middle-aged man and Xunji, even knew the cause of such reaction.