Tomioka Novels & Stories

Toma suddenly called out to Noru. "Yeah?" "… I'm sorry, Daiki." That surprised Noru when Toma called him by his first name again. "I'm sorry." He repeated and hugged Noru from behind as well. Toma's words made Noru a bit teary, so he forced a smile to cheer himself up. "It's fine, I'll move on somehow. And I hope whatever you work on Yuji works out." "Yeah, I do too." "Though just let me say this, just this once." "What?" Toma whispered. "I love you, Hiroyuki Tomakawa."

The Mihama District, or Mihamaku is set on a piece of reclaimed land overlooking Tokyo Bay, Mihama-ku is located with corporate headquarters and event spaces such as the Makuhari Messe, where international exhibitions and indoor sports take place. He chose Mihamaku, because the distance between Tokyo and Chiba was not too far, especially by shinkansen. He can also play his hobby of playing rugby as long as he manages his company here, he usually plays at the Zozo Marine Stadium, then relaxes at Makuhari Seaside Park. Enjoying the sunset with a glass of cocktail from his restaurant. Keiro Mizugawa, or Key junior, a successful businessman from Tokyo. He is the CEO of a top dairy company in Jap

Marco really pulled out all the ingredients for pancakes so gracefully that she looked at him flabbergasted. "Coffee or tea?" He asked and she looked at him confused. "Huh" she answered and he looked at her again like she was dumb. "Coffee" she answered and he started making breakfast without lifting his eyes once to look at her. On the contrary Isabella couldn't keep her eyes of him when he started moving around the Kitchen like he was expert at this and started flipping the pancakes like a pro.

she gasped. Thing is, while she had seen a picture before, her mind was still completely blown when she saw the building that was Ricardo DiSanto's place of residence in real life. Astrodomo de DiSanto, the locals called it; and an apt name too because the building was actually a large glass dome in the sky, vividly reflecting the red hue of the setting sun on the ground like something out of a sci-fi movie.

He had guessed to take things slow for now so as not to freak the woman out. “What was this place called again?”, she asked her gaze back at the view. He turned his head towards the wonderful sight. “Kósmima.” The silver-haired woman turned her head towards him, meeting his red eyes glowing from the sun. “Kósmima? What does that mean?”

He said, standing up and ushering us out of the shrine and into his house. When we sat, his wife brought us refreshments. I was glad to see the Zobo drink in the Jar. I was also surprised to see that Chief Boka had a refrigerator because the glass was cold. For someone that served deities that were against development, they seem to have excluded him in all their taboos.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you two. Adam and I didn't think that Higan would have company today." I shook my head. "You didn't disturb anything so, don't apologize." She gave me a soft smile and handed Adam his food. "You guys spend a lot of time together, huh?" "Sort of." Adam snorted. "I doubt that because Higan's International COD Saturday was turned into Jamie Saturday. Not that I'm complaining. You two look good together." "We're just friends," I mumbled. "Friends who-" his words were cut off by Nat shoving a piece of sushi into his mouth.

Beta Fam for the Batani Pack, Beta Howli for Verano Pack, and Beta Zoey who stood for the CrownBlood Pack. It had been decided in earlier meetings that Sham would represent his Pack which barely had a presence in the Kingdom in past years. The pack was called Minamo Pack. The pack lived up to the meaning of their name. Minamo in the moon goddess's language meant the invisible ones. The people of Minamo Pack surely made their existence a mystery to the rest of Zenrada. But, Sham was the first person to change that narrative. He was the first wolf from that pack to have a hand in Kingdom affairs.

I needed to hear what they were saying. "…. I’m sorry, I wanted to make this recipe, but our cream is different than yours." I knew that clerk, I think his name is Tom. Tom looked at Eve’s phone, where she was showing him the recipe. "That looks delicious." "It’s called a tompouce." Tom smiled, and then he looked Eve up and down. What the hell was he doing? Didn’t he know who she was? He didn’t stand a chance with her. Besides, he was at least ten years younger than her, maybe more.

She took a moment to appreciate the serenity and tranquility of the shrine, offering her prayers and reflecting on the harmony between nature and spirituality. For a taste of Tokyo's culinary delights, Luna ventured to Tsukiji Fish Market, the largest wholesale seafood market in the world. She arrived early in the morning to witness the vibrant auction and sample the freshest sushi and sashimi. Luna was captivated by the skill and precision of the sushi chefs as they crafted each piece of sushi with utmost care. The flavors exploded in her mouth, and she savored the exquisite taste of the ocean.