Yabuki Nako Novels & Stories

“It’s not fair; those creatures should have blood coming out of their pipes.” “And lastly… There are no rules!” three of them says in one go. “No, that’s not lastly,” Nabi pauses. “Lastly, be careful with Yumeko, she’ll put you in trouble just for the fun of it, she's a crazy psychopath that'll do any darn thing for fun.” “Just do whatever the hell, fucking dangerous thing you want. Yikes… Sugoi!” Yumeko supplies, grinning happily. Ignoring whatever Nabi said and the fact that she’s tagged as ‘Dangerous zone, keep out!’

Elijah blinked, turning the screen to me. It was still open to the picture of her wearing a red kimono worn in a way that showcased her large breasts, and the way she was sitting, her left leg was exposed up to about mid-thigh. “Yep. That’s Granny Yūri in her prime.” I waggled my eyebrows. “So our Riko gets her sex appeal from her.” he nodded.

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Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

"How dare a woman show disrespect to our Hanaki family? I'll show you how strong the men of our Hanaki family are." The speaker was Hanaki Naoki, a three-star top-grade ninja, behind Hanaki Inuichiro. He had learned about the Yagyuu family before, and found that under Yagyuu Shinji, Yagyuu Yukime was the strongest one in the Yagyuu family. But she was just a three-star top-grade ninja, and had not become a heavenly ninja.

And does Yuko have any plans to make Mizu a date partner? So just stay tuned!!! See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

Even though it seemed a little rundown, the place was secluded and quiet. While Harvey drank his tea after having his midnight snacks, Aiden Bauer walked out from the backyard while rubbing his hands. “Branch Leader, the Islander talked,” Aiden briefly reported. “Her name is Noriko Yamaguchi, one of the assassins from the Island Nations’ Shindan Way. She’s experienced in using firearms, especially sniper rifles, and it’s said that her marksmanship can be listed as the world’s top ten. “She was recently sent to Mordu along with many other professionals from the Shindan Way.

"This big boy will have you screaming one day." "Yeah, I'd rather just be a lesbian than get in your bed Toshiro." She replied, waving him off. Aito and Haruto couldn't stop laughing. It was the first time any girl had blatantly rejected Toshiro. "What am I missing?" they all heard a familiar voice ask from behind. They turned to see Yua approaching Aito's desk. She had dyed her hair black with streaks of purple and pink. Haruto looked at Toshiro's grumpy face and burst out laughing. "Sakura said she'd rather be a lesbian than fuck Toshiro."

Something compelled her to look at her bedside table and her gaze fell onto the calendar that sat next to the photo frame on her table, next to her alarm clock. Yuri spotted the red circle around October twenty-fourth. Her face fell slightly when she remembered what that day was. ‘That’s right,’ thought Yuri to herself, glancing at the photo frame, focusing on the image of her mother as she did so. ‘Today is kaa-san’s birthday.’ * * * * The streets of Kabukicho in Shinjuku were rather silent that day as Yuri took a path that she had taken only a few times a year to her current destination. Yet, the silence of the streets wasn’t an uneasy silence.

Kenji pulled out a chair, and the woman sat across from him. "Just call me Sakura. Do you mind if I call you Kenjiki-san?" She asked with a smile. "Not at all. Go ahead." Kenji could understand. Sudden familiarity didn’t necessarily mean disrespect. According to the file he had read, Sakura Nakano had lived abroad for a long time. "You look more handsome than in the photo." Sakura complimented him in a smooth and bold manner. Her time abroad was once again reflected. This kind of bold character was uncommon among Japanese women. Kenji didn’t mind the character, but she still wasn’t the woman he wanted.