Tanjiro X Rui Novels & Stories

One particularly rough night, I sat in the rocking chair with Ren in my arms, humming softly to lull him back to sleep. Jiro appeared in the doorway, his hair disheveled and his eyes half-closed. “Switch with me,” he said, stifling a yawn. “You need rest too.” I shook my head, smiling despite my exhaustion. “It’s okay. I’ve got him.” Jiro crossed the room and knelt beside the chair, his hand resting on my knee. “We’re a team, remember? Let me take over.” Reluctantly, I handed Ren to him and watched as Jiro expertly settled him into his arms. Seeing them together, a deep warmth filled my chest.

Has white hair. Mange:- they have a history of delinquency and being displaced by social services but seems to be normal kids. Tanjiro- A guitar player who's energy reminds Kagami of Izanagi at times, a blonde haired brown eyed fellow. His quiet and focused demeanor often make others see him as the leader of the group but that's not completely the case.

He could already imagine the kind of pain he would have felt if his butt had really hit the ground. Ryu stood tall and strong, holding the guy close to his chest. He really didn't like being so close to people but he also couldn't have let the guy fall. He and Tobio had sighted Toshiro from afar, working with this guy. They were supposed to meet up with Yamaguchi Kenji and Higaki but decided to see Toshiro first.

Rui was unfazed. She was massaging the attractive young man whose head was resting on her thighs as she sat inside the carriage, one hand holding a comb. She softly rubbed diligently and joyfully, notwithstanding the flush that flowed down her face. Surprisingly, when they were by themselves, this young master wasn't so terrifying. He spoke softly and kindly, never displaying the frigid aura that he generally emitted. Rui was only 18 years old. The young master appeared to be younger than she was, but he exuded a sense of maturity. Her attraction to him was unavoidable.

He and Ayane were walking side by side while talking. “Are you okay? You seem a bit tired.” Ryuji asked Ayane. She looked at him and smiled. “I’m surprised you’re not tired after everything.” Ayane answered. Ryuji looked at her and smiled. “As long as I get to see you, my fatigue disappears.” Ryuji answered. Ayane couldn’t help but giggle at his attempts at flirting. Unconsciously, she wrapped her arm around Ryuji’s arm. They stepped inside and were greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Tennouji.

Ying Yue started to sob, covering her face as the tears flowed out even harder. 'I really wish I can live..' 'I don't want to fade away into nothing..' '..Someone..' '..Anyone..' '..Help me...' ---- "Grrrhh!!" Rui Chang Hu was blasted and slammed to the water torrent. It created a dent on the water torrent as an impact. Coughing blood, Rui Chang Hu dragged his monster body to stand up. Feeling his body trembling, Rui Chang Hu gnashed his teeth in hatred and fury. He hated his body reaction toward Ming Yue's current transformation and he was furious because his body didn't seem to listen to him at all.

Asked Taylor with his arms waiting for Leila. “Fine…” Leila reluctantly linked her arms to him. Satisfied with the pairing, Rui triumphantly smiled. “You guys look perfect!”

Ryuji sat there in silence, and beside him stood his two remaining sons. The first one—Takeo—was the eldest. Stoic. Calm. The kind of man who moved like a shadow and said little unless absolutely necessary. He reminded me of Ryuji in every way, from the way he kept his hands tucked in his sleeves to the subtle twitch of his jaw when emotional restraint was pushed too far. We had met once during my visit in Tokyo and he looks slightly better than he did then, he had been working out, that’s good. The second son—Renji—was the opposite.

Aunt RuiZi was not for backing down and enraged that for once, her nephew was not siding with her. “Look at her hands!” YuZhi snapped right back. His posture stiff and commanding, accusing her and waving TangShi’s wrists her way as though she needed a visual reminder. “Self-inflicted and looking for sympathy. Don’t be manipulated and drawn in!” “Are you kidding me right now? Her hands are important to her. She’s an artist, who paints and draws. She wouldn’t do anything like this just to make you feel bad. She isn’t like that!” YuZhi was incensed that his aunt was being this cruel, while turning TangShi back to him to stem the bleeding by holding them upright as Xiaosu opened up the first aid

“Hmm, I don’t know. If you really love Xue Mei, you should have faith in her, right?” “Haaa... She chooses that guy when I confess to her for the second time, Risa. Do you remember they get back together after the winter break? Even though Ren treats her like she’s nothing, she still chooses him. And this time, I don’t know, Risa. I’m too afraid to think about it.” He feels dizzy and his vision starts to blurry. “Well, that time we were still young, aren’t we? I believe-” Thud! Xui Li already passes out on the table before a second later, Risa signaling Ivan. Do as he has been told, Ivan takes Xui Li to his designated room and waits at the outside of the door. Waiting for someone to come.