Watanabe Haruto Novels & Stories

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

If no one could stop Harvey today, then the Islanders would lose all their dignity! Shigeki couldn't care less about bullying the younger generation despite being a senior. He slammed his hand on the coffee table next to him and immediately soared onto the stage. "And who are you?" Harvey turned his head and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Shigeki. Harvey could feel that he was somewhat dangerous. "I am the Abito Way's leader and a sword saint as well. My name is Shigeki Matsuda," Shigeki said slowly.

This is technically, my favorite part of Haruto's Chashitsu. Haruto stood waiting for me as I pulled up at the entrance of his Chashitsu. He was all smiles, wearing a beautiful red kimono designed with dragon patterns. One look at Haruto and you immediately get the idea of a rich potbellied businessman. He was a good-natured jolly man and successful too. He also has many wives. Stepping out of my car, I handed the key over to a servant boy who came up to me and walked towards Haruto.

His lower half is now very visible to Hiroshi's sight. "I'm done with this so I want you to make sure that everything is according to what we have discussed during the meeting. Also, when I leave the country I will let Cain visit the Hotel from time to time to oversee some of the important files that will be left here so guide him. I will let my dad know my schedule that way he can assign someone as my proxy whenever I bring you with me in country J." said Hiroshi to his secretary Wataru. Wataru was the one he had hired by himself, he trusted him very much as the other is very loyal to him in return. He did have another secretary but the only secretary who knows about his other affairs and s

Author's POV Satou Hiroshi was a name known throughout the world for his technological prowess, the owner of a giant technology company that had become a benchmark for founders of similar companies. He was still in his early forties, wears glasses, and has a tall, sturdy build that made him admired not only for his quality of life but also for his physical appearance. However, people’s admiration was not directed specifically at his good looks, but rather at his position as the world’s leading technology mentor.

This kind of guy. Nozomi’s expression soured a little. ‘How troublesome.’ “But I won’t give up so easily. That’s how I get good at things, you know?” Nozomi tugged Hikaru’s shirt again, prompting him to lean towards her. “I’ll handle him.” Hikaru raised his eyebrows questioningly. Nozomi looked at the boy again. “What’s your name?” The boy smirked as if he had won. “I’m Goro, Watanabe Goro.”

’ Mariko wrinkled her nose to shove her thoughts away. “You’re here.” Mr. Watanabe greeted, which made the man stand up and bent his head to show his respect to the newcomers. “Good evening, Mr. Watanabe.” The guy greeted him and smiled, showing off his white teeth. “Are you probably Miss Mariko Saito.” he said, which made Mariko nod. “Oh, Mariko. I mentioned to you earlier about your mentor.” Mr. Watanabe introduced the man. “He will be your coach in managing the business,” he added.

I replied with a smile. " So you are" he asked with a smile. " Ā watashi no manā o mite. I am sorry. I am Haru Salvador. I am Miss Pierce's assistant and a designer" I smiled and shake my hands with both of them. "Oh. Hi Haru nice to meet you" Yoshi said to me "You know me. But still Iam Yoshiyuki Hatori and this my friend here is Zen Kirishima" he added. I looked towards him and forwarded my hand for a shake. The moment he took my hand to shake I could feel a tingling feeling rushing through my arms. The moment he touched me my heart skipped a beat. Unable to move, yet drawn forward by some invisible force, I didn’t know what to do. I don’t usually lose confidence in myself, having dealt wi

the commander shot back, a shiver creeping up his spine. None dared to claim folks like Masato, who was cast out and forgotten. "Haruto, it's me..." Masato's voice trailed as he came to, but he was out again before he could spill another word. Commander Haruto was not about to let him finish. Loose lips could mean losing heads. "Look, Mister Kane, I've got nothing to do with him, haven't laid eyes on the guy in years," blurted Haruto Mikami, desperate to clear his name.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.