Tokyo Revengers Takashi Novels & Stories

Xenorr Asher's facial asks instead of his word. “What will you do?” stated Xenorr. The question meant to understand the depth of Asher hatred and his traumatic past. “Doc, you said you will help me right?” Asher “I do. I will do whatever I can” Xenorr said vigorously, clearing stating his intention “I want revenge” Asher said with such a strong determination as if he is one step away from reaching his goal This time Xenorr hesitates, he knows Asher must have been through alot to end up in this unstable state. The younger has deeply softened his heart ever since the night he saved him but the revenge he wanted. What exactly was it?

He opened his phone and pretended to be preoccupied. The plan was simple. Lure Taka to the café where Tatsuya was waiting. Draw him in, plant the seed, and see what grew. Sure enough, Taka spotted him. His blood-red hair made him impossible to miss. A wide smile spread across Taka’s face as he strode over, energy radiating with every step. “If it isn’t Shirakiba’s ace, Taiga Renji,” he said, blooming with familiarity as he stopped in front of him.

“By the way, are you aware that the Takahashi brothers are a split reincarnation of Nurarihyon?” I push away from him and look at him incredulously. “What?! How is that possible? They don’t have any scent on them but human!” I ask, bewildered at the thought. Itsamu seems so sweet; how could he possibly be a yokai leader? Itsuki, I am more inclined to believe since he exudes a dangerous aura, yes but not Itsamu! I wonder if my sisters know this; I doubt they would tell me their husband’s secrets, not that it’s any of my business knowing anyway.

Shadow’s eyebrows shot up. “No one supposed to see them unless, they’re one of us,” Ren finally broke his silence. “When you said one of us, what’s that supposed to mean, Ren? What are you exactly?” Nirvana asked. “Our late Sensei Taiyo called them Reika and Kenshin.” When Ren undid the cufflink on his left wrist, the hair at the back of my neck started standing. He pulled the sleeve up his elbows and showed his glowing tattoos written in Japanese. My guess was they were runes, too. He ran his palm on the runes, causing Zarah and me to gasp. “Now you can see them. These are Fujin and Kazeshi.”

She placed her hands on the table, fingers intertwined, and waited for Takumi to ease her confusion. “W-Who are you, really? What do you know?!" Takumi watched lips thin into a grim line. “I told you I am Takumi Takahashi: Shane’s senior psy—.” “I mean...You exactly! How did you know about the curse?" “Ahh because I used to be cursed,” he answered right away as if it’s the most normal thing to hear. “That’s why when I saw Shane for the first time, I had a hunch that she might be cursed as well,” his voice had dropped back to normal, but it was flat and emotionless.

“I see them, don’t worry, we have a reception committee waiting for them at the Reiver border, we will out -number them and out-muscle them if we have to.” Brother Andrew just nodded nervously, he would rather it didn’t come to a fight, the Templars had been a peaceful pack for hundreds of years and that was something he didn’t want to change, the Reivers were a different matter however. ”Thank you, I have every faith in you. We owe Alpha Armstrong a great debt for the Reiver’s help in this operation. What’s your name son?” “My name is Camron Kerr, those are my Clansmen driving the other cars and we will do our best to get you on to Reiver territory in one piece I promise.”

He sighs. “But he tends to scare easily, so don’t take it to heart”, he adds, going back to reviewing his documents. “Ah, I..I see”, Takahashi replies, laughing nervously in a way that betrays his confusion. He clearly does not ‘see’ anything. When Akashi Saeko returns, it is to Takahashi trying and failing to make conversation with Bastard, and me staring to the side, silent. I want to stress-nest so bad.

“Alright! Let’s jump, then!” As the face of Takahashi Machi flashed across his mind, he said with gritted teeth, “That son of a b*tch Takashi has forced me to jump off a bridge! This is such an irony! I, Ito Yahiko, will remember today forever! If I survive, I will crush that b*stard’s head and cut him up into a million pieces!”

Tears began streaming down her face. Caspian took a breath to steady himself before coldly asking, "Did you cause these injuries?" Lester froze a little, then nodded. The coldness in Caspian's eyes sharpened into daggers, slicing straight at him. "How exactly did you touch her?" While Lester stared at his leather shoes, hands shaking slightly in his sleeves, Caspian slammed his foot into Lester's chest. A blood-curdling scream ripped through the room. "Ah!" The kick had likely snapped Lester's ribs. He lay on the floor, struggling to even breathe from the pain.

In fact, most of the Shinto shrines equipped with guardians have been original! And from tigers to horses to wild boars, you can find plenty of unusual statues at the torii entrance. Like Tokyo's Hie-jinja Shrine (Nagatachō), for example, which chose an unusual animal as its guardian: the monkey! In total there are seven races and we are about to finish the fifth race. Admitted the sevenfold nature of man, each of its principals is related to a plane, a planet and a race. Human races are born from one another, they grow, develop, age and die. The subraces follow the same rule. Each Mother-Race, with its corresponding sub-races and innumerable subdivisions into families and tribes, is entire