Novel & Cerita Tanjiro X Rengoku

He was Taiga Renji. And if Dante Kurobane wanted to claim him, he’d better up his game. Because Taiga? He was no one’s conquest.

The echo slammed into empty air where Tanaka had been and instead smashed into Ringo’s unguarded back with his own stored power. Tanaka was breathing heavily at this point. Ringo stumbled forward with a strange laugh, the grin twisting into something feral. “Oh, you’re clever.” Tanaka twirled a green card into his hand, smirking despite the ache in his rib, jaw and shoulders. “You haven’t seen anything yet, brochacho.” Ringo rolled his shoulders, still grinning, but there was a twitch. "I got to admit, I didn't think you would take my punch and hit me by dodging it."

She practically ran out the door, dragging Twilight with her. Later… During dinner, Twilight sat on Takumi's lap the entire time and fed him. Mrs Rengoku cleared her throat. “Is there something wrong, Mrs Rengoku?” She asked innocently. “I don't like you.” She stated bluntly. “Nah, I think you're just jealous because I'm the one who's breastfeeding your son and not you. Or maybe it's also because I'm giving him baths.” Takumi almost choked on his food. His dad and sister, on the other hand, were trying to contain their laughter. She got up and excused herself.

With the blank look over his face glaring at Ren. "Well I guess there is no need for the cheese anymore" Ren smiles rising his hand up grabbing Takeshi by his collar. Puling in forward in front of him just to punch right across his face making him fall down on the floor with a loud thud hitting himself against the wall. "WOOOO! K.O!" the other boys start cheering for Ren making the smile to spread wider then before. "Maybe we should also be that transfer student too, just to see how the mouse wil-"

They both clashed sword staring at each other. "It's been a while Rioka." The enemy man with a scar on his chest spoke. "Yeah, it's been a while." Rioka answered. The two continue to cross swords as they greet themselves. "Toshiro, why do you keep on resisting?" Rioka asked. " I don't want to die just yet." Toshiro answered while struggling to block Rioka's attack. The two step back as they prepare themselves for the next wave. " Toshiro, I'm going to get serious. Brace yourself."Rioka's faced blacked out.

His step was big and heavy, like a Jew's. This is the second time I've seen him so angry. His eyes were dark, staring at me, and his jaw tensed. He looks like a hungry tiger, ready to pounce on his poor prey. He was scarier now than before. "R-Ryu, Akemi and I need to talk---" Ren wanted to start, but his friend immediately cut him off. "I told you to not butt in your ass, Ren!" He pointed a finger to Ren. "That's your problem, Stupid!"

former teammates. His current master Rias Gremory also most of his teammates are his beloved, Akeno Himejima, Asia Argento, Koneko Tojou, Xenovia Quarta, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Rosseweisse... aside from the girls there are also the boys who are his friend Yuuto Kiba and his kouhai Gasper Vladi, There's a lot more of girls who liked him but he never knows such as Kuroka also known as Koneko elder sister, Serafall Leviathan 1 of the current mao, Gabriel from the angel faction and many more but they don't have the time to confess after sealing the trihexa they have been busy.

Renci like a fool, "It's infinite power; it's life forever, O.Renci. Who doesn't want to?" Even if the argument was in vain, Mr. O.Renci threw himself up and rushed towards Namio Rankle, "Stop Deskington," O.Renci told Jackson. "You want to die sooner; I'm happy to help you get what you want," Namio Rankle replied. Then his mouth stopped muttering, and O.Renci seemed so familiar with Namio that he could easily avoid Namio's attacks. Not stopping there, Namio didn't stop whispering in his mouth. One by one the toads with pustules emerged from the ground in unison to see O.Renci. Faced with the current situation, Mr. O. Renci calmly burned the toads with fire. On this side, Jackson tried to pe

He grabbed the cup, downing it in one gulp. "But I’m still alive." The old man smirked. "And now? What’s your plan? Your own clan wants your head on a spike." Renjiro leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a brief moment. "I have no clan. No name. Nothing left but rage." The old man took a slow sip of his sake. "Rage can kill you. Or it can make you stronger. The only difference is how you use it." Renjiro’s eyes snapped open, sharp and dangerous.

"Well, if you promise that you can guide this kid Ritian here, then I'll do my best to reason with Felino. You know that man. He can be overbearing when it involves his beloved children." "Oh… that's more than enough, Chief." Wenren held a water container made out of a bamboo stem. He walked to Ritian's side and hang the rope on his neck. "I'm sure Old Felino will listen to you anyway. Mr. Juan is wise. That's why you're the chief here." Ritian eyed Wenren's face. He can hear the faint threat on his voice. The man noticed his stare and purposely flick his hands. Ritian gasped because of the pain. "You brute!" he hissed.