Tiger & Bunny Kotetsu Novels & Stories

" We can use this opportunity to trap them. I defeated Bankotsu before, I can do it again." Kaen chimed with determination to cure Jessica but he was definitely barking up the wrong tree on this one. The last time they tried going up against Bankotsu they almost died. In fact, it was more than pure luck that they even made it out alive. Also, why the heck is the tiger talking?? " Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Let's just slow down here for a moment. Sana's pet tiger is a version?!" I asked as I pointed at the tiger and made my best guess.

Only to stop right above him. Kneeling down just to knock over the back of the book cover making Koishi freeze in response. Slowly lowering the manga with his nails almost digging upon the cover of it making him feel as if his breath has caught on his throat. Koishi can feel his heart thumping against his chest as he lower and lower the manga down. Only to roll his eyes as he came face to face with the familiar person kneeling beside him. With the smug across his face. “Hey, my little moon rabbit your tiger is here” This only made Koishi freeze for a split of a second. Seeing him lifting a tattooed hand waving at the boy lying on the floor made Koishi roll his eyes his response.

A tiger motif was tattooed on his face. This man was Tigre, one of the Quintus family’s twelve zodiac fighters, a person much stronger than Pigsy and Capra. “After screwing up, how are you still alive?”

I instructed. We took another turn and found ourselves at a dead end. “Stop right there, Kitsune. Or should I say Yūri Hatake.” an unfamiliar voice called out, followed by the unmistakable click of a gun being cocked. I glanced at Hibiki, who only nodded with his eyes as he stealthily unfastened his belt. “No funny business. Turn around slowly.” the man commanded.

This can’t be happening! “Don’t get it twisted, Witch!” The name is new, but the trademark snarl that goes with the slogan is a unique identifier, even if I can’t see him. Much like thunder, the roar of Hirosai Kurosai is utterly unmistakable. All the angst I was hoping to work off coalesces once more into that state of wild panic. A bunny caught in the wolf’s jaws. Rather than a mouse subject to the entertainment whims of the ket, there is no real question—it’s for kill rather than sport.

She extended it and tapped Zinjo on the chest, “Hey check out what's in the cage.” Zinjo put the spyglass up to his eye, and peered down at the cage, “What is that? Another hybrid?” Within the cage were a simple black and yellow rabbit with a longhorn protruding out of its head. The guards stood at least five feet away from the cage. Were they afraid of the minuscule ball of fluff? “Have you seen one of those before?” Zinjo shook his head, “It is an animal unknown to me. Perhaps it is the divine beast the ghost of Tiberius spoke of ?”

“I was greatly alarmed at what I had seen, so I ran to my mother’s hut to inquire on what was happening, but she refused to tell me the truth. After seeing those men in the palace, I knew my father was going to tell me the truth, so I waited eagerly as I sat beside him. Murai told them a summary of all his father had said. The name 'Banabella' rang in their ears. “Son,” his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and pray

He reached into his coat pocket and tossed something onto the low table. A white poker chip. Plain, except for a tiny crimson wolf stamped into the center. Luciano swore under his breath, the sound sharp enough to make my stomach clench. I moved closer, staring at the small disc. “What is that?” Luciano’s eyes met mine, and I almost wished they hadn’t. There was no softness there, no reassurance—just grim recognition. “It’s the mark of the Fenrir Syndicate.” “I’ve never heard of them.”

By the time the sun was going down, and the moon began to rise, she knew what she was going to do. Approaching Warrior, she untied his reins from the tree. “All right, my friend. You’re free,” she told him. “But please… don’t go far. I don’t want the dragon to eat you, and I don’t want the soldiers to spot you, but I will need you when it’s time to make my getaway.” She stroked his long, dark nose, and he snorted at her, as if he understood. When she let go of his reins and he began to wander off, she thought perhaps he didn’t understand after all.

Tian Hong snorted in annoyance. As soon as he said that, many soldiers behind him burst into laughter. Tian Yan and Tian Xing maintained their final stances, not laughing. Skyfox said, "Please enlighten me, Samuel, on how to kill a pack of wolves." Samuel smiled and said, "Of course, it's not easy for the rabbit to kill wolves. But sometimes, rabbits may not be as soft as they look. Maybe this rabbit is just a tiger in rabbit skin?" "Haha, so what if your rabbit is actually a tiger? A tiger wants to fight a pack of wolves? Samuel, you must be dreaming." Tian Hong jumped out again.