Watanabe Haruto Novels & Stories

Yahiko chuckled, “Then, let me thank you in advance first. How about Hashimoto? Has he decided on a working partner? If he has already decided, it won’t be appropriate for me to suddenly interfere.” Watanabe didn’t care and replied, “You don’t need to worry about Hashimoto’s side. He is indeed a high-ranking employee. If I don’t intervene, he’ll make the decisions. But if I do intervene, he’d still need to obey me.” Yahiko laughed, “Alright, I know. Let me ask my friends first. If there’s a need, I will keep in touch with you.” Watanabe uttered, “Anything else? If not, I’ll hang up the phone and continue my sleep!”

It was the voice of the woman that had captured her two years back when she had followed the basket to this island. “Nwanyoo (Easy),” Ejima muffled and turned her attention to the woman. She towered some feet away, with braided hair that dangles on her sides. It was impossible to see her eyes, but Ejima could see the muscle drooping on her shoulders like a watermelon. Save for the fact that women hardly wear weapons, Ejima has never seen a woman with such height and power. Her status could send even the bravest man on their knees.

“She is not mine. She belongs to Lucas. I mean everyone knows Lucas plans to make her his queen soon....” “Everyone thinks she belongs to Lucas but I know she is loyal to you and not to Lucas...” Harold said, eyes matching that of Matteo’s. Matteo couldn’t have believed his little secret affair wasn’t entirely secret. He smiled inside of him. This was the perfect deal for him. Lauratta meant nothing but a spy tool to which he learnt of Lucas plans and he planned to discard her once he got what he wanted. If it was what Harold seek for their partnership, then he would gladly give her to him. “Fine. You will have her once I get my throne.”

"Nii-san! That's Zhou Zan Da-san! Kenkyo's favorite singer. Kyaaaaa! The music producer is there too. Kyaaaa is handsome! His name is Watanabe Takeru! Huaaa... Takeru-kun!" I gasped. What is the keisho 'kun' that she pinned on Watabene, Wabenata? Or who it was. In fact, Takeru's age is not much different from me. Why does Nana call me 'Ji-san' and at Watanabe it's 'Takeru-kun'? I don't accept. "Home! Time's up!" I said pulling Nana's hand. I glanced at the group of people. What's handsome? I'm much prettier than the music producer. He just got married at that age and just had a baby. I mean, he's not that attractive, right?

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

Yuta explained. Jai frowned when he heard the fourth name. “I’ve heard of that one.” “Oh which one of has you heard of it? Takeshi Hirabayashi or Satoshi Hirabayashi?” Yuta asked him. “The latter one, Satoshi.” As the humans talked, the little companions were busy with themselves. Shoru pawed at Yuta’s opened palm while Rita pecked softly at Shoru’s tufts, managed to pluck some out which she then dropped to the floor. It didn’t result in bald spot, and the little wolfy didn’t seem to be feel any pain from her fur plucked out, making Rita quite confused. Sakura was only watching all of them silently, as per usual.

I could tell the sword contained some quantity of wolf bane, which meant death or literal weakness. “Alpha Ryu, that was your personal assistant. Your must-trust man, apart from your beta. How are you going to cope?” “Let’s see. I’ll have to assign a new personal assistant to survive, but who is worthy of my trust?”. “Definitely not me,” I blurted out unconsciously. “I doubt that,” he gazed at me, raising my chin up with his index finger. “What do you mean, Alpha Ryu?” “What would you say about a promotion?”

the diver said looking at the guy through the rare view mirror who was wearing the black glasses along with the clean beard face. "Watanabe Takeshi finally you have been found" the guy smirks

Fusae nodded and said, "The huge man with two meters in height is Sekibayashi Jun. He's a famous pro-wrestler and a very strong fighter. In public, he's very famous, you should know him." Monica looked at Sekibayashi Jun who was so tall and caused the people around him to look like a dwarf. He thought for a while and nodded since it seemed the previous Monica Oga also knew about Sekibayashi Jun. "The muscular man that is standing with that fat man is Wakatsuki Takeshi, who is also known as The Wild Tiger. He's an affiliated fighter of Furumi Pharmaceuticals, and by the way, the fat man who is standing beside Wakatsuki is the CEO of Furumi Pharmaceuticals," Fusae explained.

The craftsmanship, the quiet elegance, it felt like stepping into another century. Footsteps approached. Haruto Suzuki entered first, impeccable in a charcoal kimono-style jacket over tailored trousers. Beside him walked the interpreter I recognized from the waterfront lounge, and a woman who could only be his wife. She is stunning, flawless porcelain skin, long black hair pinned in an elegant twist, wearing a deep plum kimono embroidered with silver cranes. She looked no older than me, maybe twenty-five or twenty-six, but carried herself with the quiet confidence of someone who’d grown up knowing exactly who she was.