You In Japanese Novels & Stories

“To new friends, new adventure. Kampai!” “Kampai!” they all echo back, although Monica has no idea what it means. They clink glasses all around, and it’s suddenly the time to talk. “I’ll go first,” Yori declares, her voice going hard and steely. “Ugh! Okay, I’m from Osaka,” she says. “So many juvenile young men who don’t know how to take care of themselves where I’m from. Mama does everything for them, and then they want a wife to take over the same role. Some even still think kancho is funny when they’re in high school.” “Honey, I don’t think that’s just in Japan that men need a woman to take care of them. What’s kancho?” Molly asks. Yori sets her drink down, clasping her hands together, tw

The sound of falling water served as music to our ears. "Menyuu onegai shimasu, " (Please bring the menu) Ryle said to the lady in kimono probably asking for the menu. "Hai. Douzo." (Yes. Here it is.) The lady responded and handed over a menu. "What do you like to eat?" Ryle asked me. I took the card from him; when I opened it to check for a delicious food, frustration delineated on my face. I couldn't understand anything written on it. I pushed it back to Ryle and asked him to do the honor of ordering, which he did. I was just surprised by his fluency in the Japanese language.

He gives me a cheeky grin as we make our way back from where we came from. “ 君は(You!)” One of the guards shouts at Zayne when we take the first left. I guess I’m going to have to step in. “ 申し訳ありません(I’m sorry)” I reply in Japanese. “ごめんなさい？ 彼は花を摘んだ (Sorry? He picked the flower).” The guard replies pointing at my hair. I try to smile as I stand there looking stupid, wearing the evidence of Zayne’s crime.

I pointed out my finger and he looked at me confuse "What is it?" "Tell me the meaning of those words in our latern. It was japanese, or was it chinese?" I asked and I swear I'm curious. "你是我想有未来的女孩 (Nǐ shì wǒ xiǎng yǒu wèilái de nǚhái) , it means you are the girl that I want to have future with." He said and I looked at him "You're kidding." I laughed

Dorian had been right about Cindy. She was already in chemistry, sitting in her seat. She glanced up as I ambled past our table. "Konnichiwa," she said. My eyebrows lifted in question, though for some reason I understood she'd said hello - good afternoon specifically - in Japanese. Ohayo gozaimasu meant good morning. My heart lurched with anxiety. Maybe the pendant? "That means hello in Japanese," she said, her face filled with pride. "I'm soooooo over French. The language is," she paused and shrugged before continuing, "boring."

, she smirked at him. James snorted and nodded acquiescing to her cheekiness. "I'm Bell", The Japanese answered. "Jasmine", The Indian answered quietly. "Ash", The Frenchman answered quietly. "Zee", Germany answered, "That's zed and two E's", she clarified. "Vani", the Redhead finally greeted smiling at both James and Ray, the latter who had been glaring at her mockingly. When they all turned to him he sighed, "Deja vu", he huffed rolling his eyes, "My name is Zen", he answered, "It's good—" he questioned, "—to meet all of you", he greeted them cheekily.

I simply say. “I never asked.” he says with his cold voice. I frown and mumble a curse. We watch our target getting drunk with his friends. He’s too loud and I can't understand everything he’s saying. I’ve only learned a few Japanese words before when I travelled to Osaka with Jacob two years ago. Just basic words like arigato or Konnichiwa. The waiter comes back with our drinks and I smile widely because he was kind enough to make a lot of ice cubes in my glass along with two slices of lemon. Exactly how I like my coke.