Yu Shimamura Novels & Stories

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

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" Elder Timothy, the male Elder in the middle, smiled at me. "We have a piece of damning evidence that you planned this, and the kitchen staff you planned it with has confessed. Do you still want to maintain your innocence? Suppose you admit to your crime, you can be with your mates, but you won't be luna; otherwise, you will be separated from them and made to pay reparations for insulting your bond with them. A seer would be brought here to disconnect you from them so they will not feel pain when they choose to move on. That way, the pain will only be yours to bear, so think hard before you say anything." Elder Timothy said, and I began to laugh and cry simultaneously.

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USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. It keeps on flooding their conversation, and Sam doesn't have any choice this time. The man rips his thin clothes as he is witnessing a perfectly fitted muscular body. His jaws nearly drop, seeing those on the screen of his laptop. [Why are you stunned? Do you like this body of mine?] it types his message as Sam, on the other hand, pulls himself together.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about?” I walked to the far corner of the study and opened the drawer of my desk. Inside, a box. Old. Locked. And untouched for years. Until now. I opened it slowly and pulled out an old photograph. A young woman, beautiful, soft-eyed, with that same raven-black hair and fire in her gaze. Lysandra looked over my shoulder. “Who is that?” I smiled coldly. “Her name was Marissa.”

"Yang Xiao?" Yang Xiao was unperturbed. “And here I thought Miyamoto Ancestor wouldn’t be able to recognize me in a few days!!” "Ancestor, is he that Yang Xiao?" Miyamoto Shinji Miyamoto looked Yang Xiao up and down in shock. Yang Xiao was so young that he didn't look like an expert who could kill thousands of people in a row. "Go on. Little Treasure!" Miyamoto Shinei trembled and shrank in the corner, leaving a fishy stain on his lower body. "Don't, don't, don't kill me!"

Day 1 Koyama Yua is everyone's dream girl. She has brunette hair, tiger-like eyes, a button nose, and fluffy cheeks. She's intelligent, gorgeous, sexy, and cute. And everyone really likes her here because she is kind. I'm not saying I'm terrible but she's approachable. She always has a smile on her face while I don't. I'm not a very friendly person... And the reason is that I am shy. I'm shy around new people and wasn't able to go talk to them.

His eyes were light blue that contrasted his fur. “I stand as a representative of the five nations of the Cobalt Union. We also have prepared counter measures to face the enemy. Who are we up against anyway?” Shima asked the question that was in everybody’s minds. Shima was a fish beastman, or more generally called a fishman. Shima’s skin was a mixture of fish scales on top of human skin that were both soft blue in colour. He had five gills on each side of his neck that were constantly expanding and shrinking as he ‘breathed’. His hair was long with green-blue colour and was curly. His eyes were so dark brown that it almost seemed black. His attire was the japanese yukata that exposed a part