Yandere Simulator Akane นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was completely surrounded, every part of my body being used at once. “Fuuuuck, she’s still so tight even after everything,” the man in my pussy groaned, slamming deeper. “This foreign slut was made for the Dragon Clan.” I pulled off the cock in my mouth for a second, gasping. “Yes! Use me harder! Stretch every hole! I’m your shared yakuza pet! Fill me with all your loads!” Akira smiled and rose gracefully. She shed her outer kimono, revealing a thick jade strap-on beneath. “Bring her to me.”

“I know that you think that Simon didn’t love you before but that’s not true. Her really did I promise” She placed her hand on my shoulder, shaking me. “You know that I am just Anika, why can’t you understand that hmm?” I swatted her away from me and scoffed. “Sick?” That question bounced through the four walls of the entire room and lingered. The more it stayed, the more of a bitter taste it remained in my mouth. “You were not sick enough apparently because you had enough strength to send me half naked pictures of yourself with Simon in your bed”

Akira said, “Yes. He is cute, isn’t he? The artist is very good. I like that he’s an airhead and his expression is just so adorable. I mean, he’s only nineteen, but man…” “I could read this all day,” Jane said, giggling. Akira chuckled. “Be careful. You might become a fully pledged fujoshi and an otaku.” “I think it’s too late now,” the girl admitted. “You’ve opened doors for me, Akira.” Jane whispered, “So, in a Yaoi world, what do you think your brother is? A seme or a uke?” Akira chuckled with amusement. “He’s definitely a shy seme.”

you are just as strong as me, then we will make the presentations —Do you know we are using the link? —I know, annoying boy, now just let this witch defend herself and let's finish her off. —At your service "little sister" —I imagined it, your aura is very strong and that can only be achieved by being an akira, let's talk later we have company The alkanes arrived first, there were no more than ten and behind them vampires who were very young to be strong, she is only using them, the strangest thing is a blonde with a sarcastic laugh and giving little importance to his surroundings, which did not give me confidence

Azumi asked with glee. "Currently, two. Mother and daughter," I answered. The gasped that followed was loud and collective. "I fought off six of his exes," Akane said and drank from the vase. I burst into laughter. The girls followed. "Every one of my daughters fought off exes," Akane said wearily. The girls giggled. Azumi, was born first which made her the eldest. She had high cheek bones and sharp piercing gaze. Long lustrous hair. Sarada came second. Her hair was cropped short pixel style and dyed silver. She had big curious eyes with a hint of green in them.

Keanna circled Akari again, trying to get back into character. “So, Little Warrior, you like tricks,” Keanna had lowered her voice and was intoning loudly, sounding just like Haggoz. Akari was amazed at how good the impression was. She laughed out loud as Keanna made a mock-attack move at her, smiling as Akari took a step backward. Still using the deep, werewolf-accented voice again, Keanna said, “Don’t be afraid, little one. I won’t hurt you—much. Fight me like a warrior I know you are.” Keanna suddenly dove at her feet, knocking her down and rolling away from her so fast she could barely react. Akari got in one good swipe with her short wooden sword and was gratified to see a big red welt

Ten seconds later Akane is on her knees in the water, kanabo snapped in half, armor cracked, staring up at Seras like she’s seeing the sun for the first time. Akane (hoarse): “…You fight like the end of the world wearing a smile.” Seras (offering a hand): “Only on weekends. Go home, princess. Tell your dad the armor found its real princess. And maybe send her some dango next Obon.” Akane takes the hand, stands, bows (deep, respectful). Akane: “The debt is paid. The sun has spoken.” She vanishes in a swirl of crimson mist. The lake settles.

“Akane-chan… I’m still your mo—” “No you’re not!!” Akane leaned away and immediately turned away from her. “My mother would never… She would never hurt anyone else… for the sake of her own, or for the sake of anything!! You… You’re not my mother… And you—” Akane looked at Eiji. “—you are not my father either. Neither are you my husband.” She pointed at Sen, who looked at her with shock. “None of you…” She then fell to her knees and started crying.