Toga Himiko Novels & Stories

"Um... Miss Tomari, I have brought all the data that you want..." Yurihama Fusae, Togo's secretary, talked nervously to Togo who was very furious at this moment. Inwardly, she thought that Togo was interested in this young man and couldn't help but feel happy since this "Merchant of Death" seemed to have a heart and Togo wasn't as heartless as she had thought, but she had to admit that the face of the young man was very handsome, but she didn't have time to appreciate it since she was always busy.

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

When Towcs was standing an inch high in black liquid, he moved close to the line of the circle. The image of a clear blue sky appears, it looks like we are looking through the eyes of something that's flying. The view then slowly looks to the left, and a person flying comes into view. A version uniform that has golden lines, long raven black flowing hair, a fair face, and piercing deep blue ocean eyes that's shimmering like ripples across the water. I was once again gazing at the face of my creator, Goddess Misaki. " Looks like it's V0."

“What the hell is wrong with you?! Bakayaro! I should tie you up and whip you this instant! Tch, stupid stupid brat!” He turned to me and all colour drained from my face. “And you Aito! You should have stopped him! I thought you knew better! You’re the sensible one in your stupid group! Baka! Come here!” Did I go? Of course not. I went even farther away. Masaki Todou is Toshiro’s older brother. A policeman. A very scary ruthless policeman. He’s huge with bulging muscles and shaggy brown hair. “Do you not hear me Aito! I said come here this instant!” he roared.

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

“Well Sachi told me you’re no fraud, but just know I’ll want a demonstration later on” He nodded his head. “Good” and she stood up. Takashi’s eyes went wide, but he was subtle. No one seemed to notice, but Geiru was giving him a dirty look, and he could feel the anger radiating off her. But it wasn’t his fault. When the woman was just… “I’m Megumi Hirose leader of Phantom” she said rounding the table and in her hand was a gun. “What’s your name?” “Geiru”.

"Takahashi is fast. He’s already bought the transit routes." "Check the card," Hugo provoked. Lina picked it up. Her eyes went wide. She let out a low, jagged laugh. "Noah Kim? The ghost who erased the central bank’s debt just for sport?" "The hacker?" Sophia asked, her fingers freezing over her keyboard. "The god of the dark web," Lina corrected, a lethal grin spreading across her face. "Takahashi thinks his Tokyo firewalls are invincible? Noah is going to turn them into a bonfire."

Crack. The professor's hand shot up at once, halting her playing with a sharp rap of his small baton against the desk. The atmosphere in the practice room froze instantly, as if all the oxygen had been sucked straight up into the room's high ceiling. Several students in the back row held their breath, staring at Michi's back with a mixture of disbelief. Michiko Arunika Suryokusumo had, until now, always been the symbol of absolute obedience—the revolving trophy who followed every rigid rule of tempo and standardized dynamics without ever uttering a single word of objection.

He wasn't wearing a shirt, just heavy combat pants and a harness for his massive warhammer. He bounced on the balls of his feet. Energy crackled off him in waves. Heat radiated from his skin. "We hunt rebels?" Viggo asked, grinning. "We break things?" "We secure the objective," Barzil corrected, though he didn't scold the Uruk. "Neoma is the tracker. You are the muscle." "I break things," Viggo agreed happily. He looked at me. Sniffed the air loudly. "You look like beetle. Shiny shell."

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.