Yuji Picture Novels & Stories

After getting back home, Ayame takes a quick shower and goes upstairs and locks herself in. Her room was messy and nothing like before. Books and clothes were scattered around the room. Without stepping on the dump, she takes a seat on her table and opens her new pc. “Now then… Waiting has got me nowhere. How about this group then.” She says as she types into the search box, ‘Yokai talk’ and opens a video in which 2 men appear who resembled Seirei and Yasuhiro.

Yuka replied. Ryu went back to his bed to change clothes. He was only wearing his shirt and boxers and had to wear shorts on top of it. As he was changing he realized how he couldn't wear his boxers around the house anymore and how inconvenient it would be. After changing his clothes, Ryu went to the entrance and opened the door. "Sorry to bother you this early," Yuka said as he opened the door. Ryu was surprised that she looked about the same age as his or maybe even younger. He was expecting someone who was in her mid 30's who will be more like an older sister to him. "Uh, No worries." He said as their eyes met for the first time, he tried to act cool like he wasn't uncomfortable with the

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.

"No — you watch. Watch how she'll ruin you, just like everyone else. Do I make this up?" And then — photos. Photos of Yuyu. But they weren't the shiny, glam ones i adored. No, these were different. Photos I'd snapped. Private shots. Unedited. Some old. Some fuzzy. And in them… Yuyu was clearly a guy. Gasps filled the room. Someone breathed, "No way." Another muttered under her breath, "That's not possible." "Is this a joke?" eyes widened slowly, his gaze flicking from the screen to the stiffening figure of Yuyu standing at the back.

Koji pulled a small leather case from his coat. “This belonged to your father.” She stood. “He left something else behind?” she asked warily. Koji opened it. Inside were old documents. Maps. Pages covered in Vector’s symbols and flame-sealed marks. And in the center—a photo. Burned around the edges. Her mother. Holding a child. Not Yuri. Another. “What is this?” she asked. Koji's voice dropped. “You have a sister, Yuri."

Who, by some miracle, was listening intently. When Fruto received the picture, he immediately saw a tall youth with a powerful stance surrounded by different students who seemed as if they were ready to fight against him. This youth was standing upright with his fists on the side of his body. His legs were slightly bent, as if preparing to assault. The picture was taken at a very good angle. Ponjie leaned closer to examine the pictures. “Why, isn’t that nunchucks?” “You’re right! That must be his fighting companion.” Fruto exclaimed in delight. “Do you want to fight him?”

MJ sighs again as the two are both hard-headed, he doesn't want to get in a fight just because he pushes them. "Ok, I'll snap a picture alright? Smile a little" MJ said then brought his camera up. Daisuke and Yua both looked up but didn't smile. MJ could only sigh and snap the picture, which directly transfers towards Andrei’s laptop. The black-haired guy quickly puts the pictures in the software and prints them with a smile. He looked up and met MJ’s eyes, making him raise his hands and give him a thumbs up. "It's good," he said, which caused MJ to smile and nod.

F**k! "Kuya, who's this girl?" I asked Kuya Jiro, pointing to the picture frame on his bedside table. Those expressive brown big circle eyes, sexy seductive lips, and a pointed small nose. No doubt, this girl is a looker! Jiro smiled and answered me.

Henry That's a relief... good thing she didn't see that. Why did I even set that as my wallpaper. I just found her cute that's why... right? I opened my phone and exit all apps. I see the photos are open- I guess Kou used my phone again to take pictures of Yui earlier and blame it on me again. Just as I exit them all. I saw my wallpaper. I can't seem to help but smile a little. Gumi's cheeks were really chubby back then. Still, I can't believe I used it as my wallpaper.