You In Japanese Novels & Stories

He shook his head. " how long did you know him?" " since junior high" " ooh, that's kinda long. Just like how long I've known Jem. You know the girl I am with earlier" Ashley said. " oh hey what's that?" Ashley pointed at the stall where you have to go catch the fish using a paper scooper. " ah it's the kingyo-sukui. It's a game here in Japan whereas you can get a prize if can get a fish using that scooper." Ren said showing her the scooper. " but it's a paper" Ren chuckled. " that's the challenge of it, do you wanna try?"

she shouted, stealing the attention of their co-workers. "Hahaha quite down a bit Col, and what are you saying?" Primo asked out of curiosity. It was kind of familiar to him though. "Oh, that's a japanese word which means good morning. I recently watch Sk8 the Infinity and I'm loving it so much I think I'll marry those 2D gorgeous men." she said excitedly and squealed earning a chuckle from the man. "Let's just go, I still don't know anything about those cartoons."

I suddenly felt my phone vibrating, signifying that it receive a message while I was lightly tapping my pen on the armchair's table, stuck at the paragraph that I was working on. "Don't worry too much, Xincere. I'm already yours." I just smirked and shook my head after reading Zac's text. This is so ridiculous!

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

It was sad to think that all that innocence was just a ruse to mess with my mind. Japanese Phrases: "I love you.”

I stared at them, my chest heaving, and lashed out with the harshest, most defensive Japanese phrases I had spent the last two weeks forcing myself to learn. "放っておいて！(Leave me alone!)" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "最低！(You're the worst!) 私のことなんて、どうでもいいくせに！(You don't even care about me!)" Maya’s mother flinched, her hand immediately flew to her mouth, tears began spilling over her eyelids as she leaned against her husband for support. Her dad didn't yell back. He just lowered his head, a deep, incredibly painful sigh escaping his lips.

“Y-yeah. He has a good personality.” “Oooh, I’m just giggling.” She squealed shaking her shoulders as if this unprecedented conversation was a total treat for her. For me, it’s bizarre. “I’m sorry about that.” She continued She leaned over towards me and then whispered. “I’m a bit of a Fujoshi, you see.” “Fujo—what?” “Fujoshi. It’s a Japanese term for women who loves romantic relationship between men.” “Oh? Oh! I-I didn’t know about that.”

I was about to hit him back when he ran towards the door. "You jerk!" I yelled. "Baka!" he yelled back. It means idiot in Japanese. We both liked watching anime, so we used it as our expression. "You know how awesome I am with numbers!" Zack shouted from behind the door. "I know, idiot," I told myself. "You won't be our Math Wizard for nothing." "Get the rest of the activity to Aae. He has all the copies." He waved mid-air before running outside to change into his uniform. He needs a shower.

she laughed, looking me up and down like I was dinner. I chuckled and bowed respectfully. “Kon'nichiwa, okusama.” I greeted her. I know my accent isn’t right, but I’m from Boston, and it's not easy to hide this accent. Her face lit up like it was Christmas or something when she heard me speaking Japanese. “HE KNOWS JAPANESE!” she shouted to the rest of the house. I chuckled, shrugging. “Let the boy in.” an older man sighed, taking her arm so I could step in. “It’s cold out there.” he added.