What Does Tsunade Really Look Like Novels & Stories

The computer was neatly fixed in the middle and many more that I usually used whenever people asked for their bills and if they pay for a take-out. "Oh, come on! As if you don't know," my brows furrowed and looked at her on my right side. Shida was half-japanese and half-spanish. Her brunette hair was swaying elegantly every time she walks or nod her head. She has thick eyebrows that I usually fixed in our break time, a kissable lips that was complimenting her slim high pointed nose and sharp jaw. Despite her looking like a princess, she has a small face causing her to look more of a doll rather than the latter.

The closer I walked to the gate, the clearer her face became and to say that I was surprised would be an understatement. She looked like a Japanese doll. Her long black hair was loose at the back and held back with a bow like hair-band at the front. Her eyes were a dark colour, unclear at the moment because of the lack of proper lighting and she had a small oval shaped face and a bit downcast eyes that looked big for her face. A few bangs hung loose on her forehead and her lips were painted a devil red. But the weirdest feature about her was the doll-like dress that she wore that was like a Lolita. It was all black and white and she held a bright red fan in one hand.

Chapter one: Pure but sinful. The first time I saw Ginny Takahashi I forgot how to breathe properly. Her beauty was something different to behold.She stood in the wide marble foyer of the estate wearing a simple black silk kimono that hugged her narrow waist and fell open just enough at the chest to show the smooth line of her collarbone. Her hair was the color of midnight ink, straight and long, pinned loosely with a single jade comb. Her eyes were dark, almost black, and they looked at everything like they already owned it. Which they did.

Says General Tenshi fraternal twin brother to Tirchi. Literally yin and yang by their appearance. Tirchi has cropped short jet-black hair and a dusky brown muscular toned body, with a nasty eye scar, no doubt from after many years of training for and engaging in war. General Tenshi has ethereal angelically white long flowing hair with a samurai’s top knot tied. Trying not to stare it is not hard to figure out he is an albino. Undoubtably why his name means angel, in Japanese. He is definitely as close to perfect in every sense of the word. Physically he does not come across as a gym rat or anyone who spent a significant amount of time training for battle. But being a witch or a hybrid doesn’

Her perfect body seems elegantly beautiful as if it was meant for only her. Unlike Melissa, who still had her black Leotard and nothing else. No pants, no bra, no slippers just that! Her red hair had spikes like she just fought with the walking dead! She looks wide like a warrior princess, originated from an anime character. Her big brown eyes look slightly swollen and red, the aftereffect of crying for long. Her cheeks were also red, obviously hot red! Her palms and finger look slightly bruised same as her neck and healing cuts at the corner of her lips.

“It’s me… Tala.” I froze. “You’re here? You’re okay.” A light brown glow flared in the distance, and an image of the woman in my vision materialized. She was beautiful. What caught my attention was her eyes. Unlike in my vision, they were two hues of bright green pools with flecks transited from gold to brown. Her hair was the leaves of a fire tree against the darkness, and her fair skin was covered in art, just like Ali. Her loose white cashmere dress hangs from her shoulder, clinging to her skin and bone frame.

she asked, sitting up and looking around. Ishida was glad that she was alright after all. The girl appeared to be about his age or perhaps a little younger. She had beautiful almond-brown hair tied in one long braid and sky-blue eyes. She wore a grey leather dress that didn’t look very expensive. There were indeed a few pretty girls who lived on Mount Lagoda and were about the same age as Ishida. Of all of them, no one was nearly as gorgeous as the stranger Ishida had just saved.

After shaking my head, I patiently waited for her to get finished until the door creaked wide open so I shifted my gaze from our room. My eyes widened after seeing her hair. She has long, wavy, black hair. It appears to be crimped into broad, straight ridges and is worn severely side-swept to her left. It is just below her waist and turns a flame-orange color as it passes her elbows. I didn’t know that character suits her so much to the point that she looks exactly like her, the way I imagined Nezuko would be in real life. “How do I look, master? Do I pass the test of looking exactly like Nezuko?” She curiously asked while twirling.

His golden red hair was tied in half, and he let the remaining strands of his hair scatter in the wind. While his robes were bright gold, and I didn't expect him to wear armor to meet me. Is there going to be a big war? By now, those green eyes were looking at me with piercing gaze, and his arrogance was visible in his jawbone and the dimple in his chin. Midaz looks exactly like an angry Greek god. Midaz, or rather Minami Dazune. His name is not at all like his face and appearance. He really doesn't look like Japanese.

“I-I’m not that old! I’m married but I’m not that old!” “Oh well…” the little girl tilted her head. “How about ‘Sir’?” Sen looked at her. She was only around two and a half feet tall. She wasn’t wearing any sandals, and her outfit was a white yukata with lavender pictures sewn from her knee to the end, tied with a purple obi and red ribbon. She had long, lilac colored hair with bangs that covered both of her eyes. But when she tilted her head to the side, half of her left eye was exposed, and he could see a mesmerizing violet eye.