Wednesday Yoko Novels & Stories

Chloe said. Yves suddenly stopped talking. “Just stay here,” he said then walks fast to meet Jiro. Jiro was surprised to be interrupted by Yves. “Hey, strolling too?” Yves asked. “Oh, hi! It’s nice to walk at this hour but I’m actually meeting someone. She’s waiting for me,” Jiro said. “Alright. See you on Monday. Oh, it’s on Tuesday right?” Yves said. “Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday but I’m on call, remember?” Jiro said. He’s trying to end the ambush conversation.

Wednesday's name flashed across the screen, accompanied by a photo of her best friend making an absurd face at the camera. "Aunt Wednesday!" Iniko shouted, bouncing on his toes. "Can I talk to her? Please?"

When they finally calmed down, Yoko mumbled, “So Belinda, She and I...” “Belinda?... You guys what?” Zane asked with a smile. After drawing a deep breath, Yoko cleared his throat and said, “Today is Friday. I have somewhat of a date with her on Saturday, 9 pm, at a bar.” With a grin, Zane's eyes lit up and he clapped excitedly, leaning forward in his seat and asked, “When did this happen!? When did you ask her out?” “That night at Daredevil club, after you left,” Yoko said, feeling relieved that his boss seemed so chill about it since telling him was a part of the reason he was so nervous.

She finished her lunch without muttering anything more. Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Yulia also continued their lunch in their silence, quietness as well as quietude. Meanwhile again and again, Wenny Kammal was seen contacting Pete Jupiter Huangwira with her cellphone in her bedroom. “I don’t wanna know too much... You must help me... You must buy some red orpiment and give it to me during the D-day of this shit Sumico’s wedding reception later on...” said Wenny Kammal with her extremely piercing and stabbing eyesight.

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

They all laughed and started to eat too. "Why did you guys bring Aito's favourite foods today?" Aera asked, confused. "Tuesday" Yua answered. "Today is Tuesday and every Tuesday, we eat Aito's favourite kinds of food" Sakura nodded. "Monday is for Haruto. Tuesday for Aito, Wednesday for me, Thursday for Yua and Friday for Toshiro. We've been doing it since middle school" Haruto smiled. "Yeah. It helped us bond. Then, I didn't like to eat tofu but Toshiro loved it so little by little, I started to like it too"

Chapter 33: "Skeptical Aftermath," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 18 - 2027 ║ ║ Monday║ Class Day║ "Look at the queen of weirdo's sitting alone. Such a show-off..."

Arnoux stated. "I trust you with that, guys. Thank you, you're really the best!" Alexis stated in happiness. "Let's go back now before the class starts." Zylo suggested then they all went to their room. •*•*•*•*•* In the mansion, Yuko yawned while sitting on the sofa while waiting for Alexis to come back when Yuka sat down beside him. "Meow!" She's playing with her brother's tail and Yuko moves his tail up and down Yuka is trying to catch it when Acario arrived.

No one should do what he did to me or to anyone. "I miss eating street food," Daisy suddenly said. "I miss fish balls! Betamax!" Her cheerful voice was back while enumerating the food she missed. I tried imagining those in my head because I also missed eating those with her. But when I started thinking about betamax, I suddenly felt something sour in my mouth. I tried to ignore it and continued smiling at Daisy's remarks. But it was getting unbearable until I found myself running to the bathroom and puking. I left my phone on the bathroom tile.

"Yes, I just received another message from you... Once I have reviewed everything, I will let you know what to do." She ended the call and opened the new email. On the computer screen appeared photographs of Yukio and his partner Ankit during their trip to Hokkaido. Some innocent shots of the two at the convention, others not so innocent. Each photo indicated the date and time it was taken. Jina Sotomayor carefully studied them and smiled mischievously. It was just a matter of waiting for the right moment.