Yamanaka Ino Novels & Stories

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

Chapter60 "You damn crocodile," Aluna Welas screamed in her heart, while glaring disapprovingly at Angela and William. Sure enough, the annoying man drove Aluna Welas to the front of the Grand Sakura hotel. All the employees gathered in front of the hotel and bowed respectfully, making Angela chuckle in admiration for William, who was so influential. "Not bad! Even this man in my eyes is not Jeremy Mose, but William Alexander," Angela muttered to herself. Seeing Angela's admiring gaze at William, Aluna Welas was not happy.

The commentator's voice was soon heard as he professionally introduced the two fighters. "In one corner of the ring stood Yuka "The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat.

Sakura was praying very hard Jane would miraculously appear and sort out this mess when she heard a commotion on the other side. She looked up to see the famous Japanese designer Mr. Tachibana coming toward them, his long hair—dyed bleach blond—flying and his long white robe fluttering about him. Beside him was the woman Sakura had been waiting eagerly to meet in person, the woman who had given birth to her twenty-five years ago, Haruka Tanaka, also known simply as Ms. Ruka. She was tall, Sakura realized, with strong, angular face, and thin nose that sat nicely on her face. She was very beautiful.

"Hello, my name is Sayaka Watanabe. Please take care of me in the future, Oga-kun." Looking at her sweet smile, Monica was sure that a lot of guys would be attracted by her in an instant, however, he had seen a lot of beauties in his life so he didn't see anything special on Sayaka however... Monica didn't expect that this young woman was included in his target either, and at the same time, he felt that his luck was very good since from the early morning until now, he had met a lot of targets.

He understood that Ryna likely summoned these women to destroy him. Cyan grinned and took the arm of the influencer before turning to Kaze. “I hope you don’t take what she said to heart, Kaze. My friend can be blunt. “Let me introduce you to Mika Suka. She’s a hit in TikTok. Her live streams have more viewers than me.” “Mika Suka?” Kaze raised a brow. “A Ryokanian?” The influencer spoke in fluent Arcadian. Kaze could not tell that she was from Ryokan.

And besides, they would have to be close enough for his sibling to piss off Miyamura and walk away without a scratch. This man is a dominant alpha who is considered as ‘superhuman’ compared to everyone else. There is no way he did not ‘let’ Yamato pull her out of the way— he deliberately didn’t harm her. And she knows it too. “You should try this again and find out”. Miyamura pointedly glances at the window. A reminder of his earlier threat. Yukimura Rei says nothing, she simply turns and walks away, still smiling— Yamato follows, at a reasonable distance.

Yamamoto was confident that he was never wrong in assessing and recognising someone, even if he had only met them once and only briefly. His special ability led Yamamoto to become one of the leaders of the Yakuza—the largest mafia organisation in Japan—as well as being a direct descendant of one of the Yakuza's top leaders. Several of his fingers were missing, a sign that he had once made a grave mistake and received a very cruel punishment. The man narrowed his eyes, giving his full attention to a photo that he had deliberately cut out, leaving only the part showing the woman wearing a veil. In appearance, she did indeed resemble someone who would join a radical organisation and attach a su

I didn’t even see her bring food, where’d she get those? “Do you not remember your ma--- Yukina? The Emperor has 5 concubines living here. Almost all of them have not taken a liking to you.” I knew it. “I’m sorry Aino; the accident must’ve caused me to lose my memories. Could you tell me all about them?” I sat down at the table and Aino sat across from me. “Well, first of all is Lady Sogo Aiyo, first daughter of General Sogo Katsuhide. She’s terrible. She always finds faults in you so she would be favored by the Emperor.” Oh boy, there’s one bitch.

The boy grumbled and disappeared through the leaves. Ejima continued to pick up the yams, not knowing why her husband would want to distract her from this work. It was his responsibility to harvest the yams, but she had opted to do it herself because the King had invited him. Picking up some cassava leaves that had fallen, she covered her basket but paused when she heard the approaching footfalls. "Morning rose," Someone said. Ejima's bulging stomach jutted when she heard the sweet voice. "I was coming to meet you, my love,"