Tomura Shigaraki Backstory Novels & Stories

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

“Don’t interrupt me. Don’t forget I was fourteen when everything happened and I was training to be leader. I knew all of his deals and not once did the name Fujiwara come up. Takahiro just wanted to use that guy for his benefit to take you out” “Let’s say you’re correct. He lied to Takashi so someone else could do the work for him, but it still doesn’t explain the fact that his parents are dead. Who killed them then Sachi?” she asked. “Don’t you find it funny how it’s only Takahiro that knows how they died?” “No” Megumi shook her head. “Because I’m the only one who knows how father died in detail. This conversation is over”. “No it’s not” Sachi said standing with her. “There’s also the fact

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

she added. "Thanks for the advice," I said as I gulped down the ramen. "You are welcome friend," she said. "Yeah, by the way the ramen is a bit too pepperish," I spotted it out and ended up with a broken jaw that night. *** "What happened to your jaw?" Tomo asked. "Ramen shop fight," I answered. "The leader of Jeagers academy and organisation should not get into street fights," Tomo scolded me. "Relax, it is just a splinter and besides it would heal in no time, remember I have spiritual energy," I assured her.

I scoff. She knows who I'm working for. After all, she's being hunted by Odin. Kuma Hiroshi works for the police as a detective and keeps tabs on criminals wanted by Odin. From what I heard, Hiroshi was part of a yakuza before becoming a cop; his name means Bear, so he was prominent as a bear. Almost the same build as Snake, though I only heard from Odin. I have yet to meet the guy in person. I don't know the whole background story, but he left because he promised his deceased mother to live his life the way he wanted. So, he's married to an elementary school teacher and has three kids. "You make me sick. You are still lucky I haven't fucking killed you."

Tanaka's was chosen by Shiro mostly because he wanted an open kitchen where chefs do stunts while cooking. As they walked through the door one of the "stunt chefs" caught their attention, he was youngest among them and he looked very familiar to Shiro "oohh.....that's Yamato from class " Shiro said,finally recognizing the young chef. Yamato as student was the most unusual of them all, his father was the school janitor so everybody knows he wasn't from a rich family and most of the royal kids made jest of him. He he was the non royals students

Takuri Komori, the enigmatic third-year senior who founded the Shirakiba Wolves basketball team, was finally back in Japan. Takuri had been a legend even before his injury. An Enigma by secondary gender and a genius on the court, he had built the foundation of Shirakiba with his bare hands and iron will. But during their first year, a catastrophic knee injury had taken him out of the game and off to the States for long-term rehabilitation. Now, after nearly two years, he had returned.

He did not expect to meet this devil in the Hermes shop at the Eastcliff airport. His legs wobbled like Jell-O and immediately knelt onto the ground with a thump! He then moved a few steps towards Charlie and spoke respectfully, “Mr. Charlie. I am so sorry! I didn’t expect it to be you! I am so sorry!” Naturally, Tanaka should be afraid of Charlie. Previously, the national treasure of Japan, Master Yamamoro Kazuki, had tried to act tough in front of Charlie and got beaten into a cripple. Remembering this, no matter what others may say, Tanaka would never do anything to piss Charlie off.

But where could she have possibly gone? “I wish I could see your face again, my Sachi.” Uche wiped his foggy vision. This was his end and he was willing to embrace it. What pained him however was not ending Ejima’s life. He should have studied her moves, he should have known that the woman would never give up.

She never completely lost contact with him, because she always thought that his family would be very useful for her in the future. Yamazaki Takashi was the son of Yamazaki Haruki, a Yakuza boss from one of Tokyo's biggest Yakuza organizations, and she confided that he was going to help her. - Yamazaki Takashi, how are you my dear? – she says in her perfect English. - 佐藤暁子、何年も経って私に何を求めますか？(Sato Akiko, what do you want from me after all these years?)