Tokyo Revengers Kokonoi 소설 & 이야기

Another message pops up. “This is him.”

起死回生 (Revive ) リライトして (Rewrite) 意味のない想像も君を成す原動力 (Even if what is meaningless creates you) 全身全霊をくれよ (Give it your whole body and soul) -Asian Kung-Fu Generation (Rewrite) _____________________________________ Trevor: Where are we now? DIANA: We are in World 128, the head quarters of The Free Jumpers Association

Kokun, in a fit of anger, could not be bothered to waste any more words. "Alright, alright! All you want at the end of all this, framing me and everything, is just to get rid of me so you can claim the greatest power for your own. Well, I'm just not going to give it to you. I'll get rid of you today even if it kills me, you traitor." As the words rang through the air, a strong aura exploded from Kokun's body. He raised a hand, striking down on Tyson's chest at the speed of light.

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.