Watashi Ga Motete Novels & Stories

the deep baritone of vocalist made my lips tremble. "And I don't have anything anymore." "Can my eyes found way to you." "Or not, can I just say this one last time." "Goodye." I don't know the song, but the melody were stuck in my head. Like it's been played on me many times. I can feel Sachi staring at me. Like she's weighing something on me, and she's trying to figure it out but she couldn't. I glanced at Alforo who's watching me intently. We're sitting in front, but why do I feel like I'm all alone, haunted by something. Just by listening to it.

"怖い……" (Kowai……) (It's scary……) …There's no response again. "Shiroha………!" I whispered. “もう…… この場所にいたくない………” (Mou…… kono basho ni itakunai………) (I don’t want…… to be in this place anymore………) "Kuroyuki-chan……!" I whispered. "助けて……" (Tasukete……) (Help me……) "Kuro-chan……" I whispered.

someone asked hopefully. “Not a chance,” she said. “What the fu—,“ someone else said as they looked in the room. “Another message?” She went back and looked and hung her head. “Yes,” she stated. “What does it say?” Mitsuhide, who was still at her back asked. “Wash away my guilt, and cleanse me from my sins,” she said. “It’s another quote from the sect.” “Are you sure?” Mitsuhide whispered in her ear.

She fished out a miniature glass ball from her pocket and whispered to Tom. “Throw this at that black smoke.” Tom nodded, took the little ball, and with all his might, threw it at the black mist. As the ball whisked through the air, Suzanne urgently whispered a small chant. And just as the ball neared the mist, it transformed into a shimmering white net and engulfed the mist. The mist did not struggle. In fact, it looked as if it had given up.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

Joe Bandit P.O.V One of the things I am awful at, is lying. I feel guilt-ridden every time I see Chasity’s face. Whenever I see her smile, I think about if it would still be there if she knew the truth. When I saw the tears forming in her eyes last night, I felt like a monster putting it there. She is one of the sweetest girls I have ever met. I never seen her gloomy or furious, until last night. I would do anything to keep that smile on her face, and save her from the darkness of the cruelty this world has to offer.

He tilted his head towards the mansion. I stared at James in silence. "I define me." I said softly. "No man -not you, not Georgio... Will decide my story." For a second I felt James look at me. "Careful, heather." He spoke quietly, "words like that? They almost sound admirable." He smirked, "Almost." I glanced at him, irritated. "We need to leave. Now!" "You can't keep hating me if you want, heather. It'll hurt you less when the real monsters come for you?" James said quietly, before entering the car.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Niga byeonhan geonji (niga byeonhan geonji) (Is it you who changed (Is it you who changed)) Animyeon naega byeonhan geonji (animyeon naega byeonhan geonji) (Or is it me (Or is it me)) I sungan heureuneun siganjocha miwo (I hate this moment, this time flowing by) Uriga byeonhan geoji mwo (We are changed you know) Moduga geureon geoji mwo (Just like everyone you know)

Please make your choice. The prompt came again. I closed my eyes and made up my mind. "I'm going home." There was nothing left here worth staying for, no one left worth saving. [Exchange complete. Passage home will now open.] As the words settled, the sky shifted. A crimson glow spread overhead as the earth began to tremble, a deep rumble rolling beneath our feet. "It's a sign from the heavens!" The crowd erupted in celebration. People cheered, pointed at the sky, and praised what they believed was a blessing.

While walking and looking around I didn't notice that there was already someone in front of me. “Ah, S-Sumimasen! (Sorry/Excuse me)” woah, that's nihonggo. You really are an anime addict, Agatha. You even adapt it here, tsk! “Tss, next time look at where you're going. Stupid.” it rudely says. He's mean! Who gave him the right to insult me? Are we close? Are we friendd? “That's why I apologize, didn't I?” I respond sarcastically to what he said.