Tsukimichi Web Novel Novels & Stories

“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.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

"Holy crap! Did your roommate poison you?" "Maybe it's that viral dessert place that messed up. OP, explain properly!" "Read carefully. OP said the roommate 'brought' it, not that the shop was the problem." "Who brought it? Tell us exactly who!" "Wait. This guy's up for that guaranteed grad school spot… Don't tell me it's who I think it is…" "Why are you censoring this? People like that don't deserve to be blurred out!" "Luke Carter, School of Computer Science. You're welcome."

In this world of swords and magic, it's not a surprise that there are advanced technology involved as well, even if they're empowered by magic. "Sir?" I glanced at him. "May I ask why you are asking this question?" I smiled slightly. I was actually searching the sakura tree, the one that usually grows in Japan. The night after my meeting with Cecilia and Izana, I noticed the sakura tree wasn't planted among the varieties of flowers. Even so, the author is an authentic Japanese so I believe I can find a sakura tree somewhere or maybe remember anything stating about sakura in the novel. Sadly, my memory is slightly jumbled after having a high fever, so I have been struggling to remember the ev

By oppression and judgment he was taken away, and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people? - Isaiah 53:8 * * * * The Starlight’s Hall bar in Kabukicho is one that is regularly frequented by Hati members, though this fact was unknown to all but the owner of the bar, Mizuki Itou, a young man in his mid-twenties who had dropped out of college after failing his examinations. And because the bar was located in underground Shinjuku, Mizuki hears a lot of news and gossip going in and out of his bar, and the man also happens to be one of Yuri Kirisawa’s informants and friends.

“Okay, go up for ten minutes. But no one should know about this, Aiko, okay?” “Yes, yes, yes!” Aiko hurriedly climbed up the stairs and went directly to Goo’s room. He shares his room with a guy who also knows her anyway. “You care about me?” “You’re the only sick person who still has the audacity to be sarcastic…Take this one later at midnight. I bought porridge and noodles in case you don’t like the food in the pantry.” “Thanks. How’s Miya?” “Doing better than you. Your athletic body has no match against Miya’s. Haha.”

A red-haired guy was smiling, holding up a beer with his arm slung across Hibiki’s shoulders. “That must be Rickie. Hibiki’s friend from the force. The guy who told him about the copycat Kitsune.” I nodded. “Wait, Copycat Kitsune? What?” they asked in almost unison, their voices overlapping. I laughed. “I read the email they sent before opening the image file. There’s a copycat, Kitsune. I left off with Yūri leaving Hibiki’s place so he could discuss it further with Rickie. I’m guessing she didn’t take someone copying her well.” I nodded. “Forget the pictures. Was there more to the email?” Darius asked, closing the zip file and bringing up my email instead.

It was raining, just as Yuki breathed her last. There, Fūma was broken; he was destroyed. He just kept on hugging the girl he loved. He continued like that until dawn came, and the rain began to subside. He then stood up, lifting the fragile body in his arms, and turned towards the cherry tree and the sunrise light before walking away, carrying his beloved. No one knows what was on his mind when he gazed at the tree. No one knows for sure... where the man stepped and carried the body of his lover. Nobody really saw the man again. But we all know he was alive. He still lives up to now among all of us. That was where he was.

’ [Yes] ‘Mind your own business. [The place looks messed up though] ‘What did you see? A kappa? Or did you see the kuchisake- onna?’ [Author’s Note: ‘kuchisake- onna’ is the ‘mouth-slit woman’] [Why would the kuchisake- onna be there?] ‘Weird right? That’s not all. Ritsu was sucked in by something other than the two of them.’ [You said you’re in Hokkaido. How long can you hold out?]

If she could, she just might. “I will, thank you Miss”. Her thoughts and words do not match. She obediently chews on a piece of pork. Misa nods in satisfaction. “You’re the opposite of your nestmate”. Her words startle Sakura. She looks up at the alpha in surprise. “According to Miyamura, he’s obsessed with meat”. Miyamura is aware of Sorahiko’s likes? And he discusses Sorahiko’s habits with…Misa?. Suddenly, the piece of pork she’s chewing on tastes stale. She swallows it and puts down her chopsticks. She’s already eaten a reasonable amount.