Zushi Zushi No Mi Novels & Stories

Elijah answered me so I now looked at Sushi who looked at me as if he was accusing me. Thee f'rgot about me, mine own mistress. I feel like slapping myself because Sushi is sulking. He was sulking because he was lost in my mind earlier! Oh great!

’t present in the city for a long time. There were new people I don’t know the name of and new hobbies of people I didn’t knew about. “I’m sorry little guy.” And I sighed thinking about what to say next. “What’s your name again?” I asked holding his tiny shoulder and he sniffed for a second before he gave me a handshake. “I’m Soichi.” I froze for a moment to hear his name which sounds like a Japanese one. “So, you’re a Japanese kid huh. I know someone——” before I could continue my sentence, Mike came to my back and tapped my shoulder. “uhhm. . . Strawberry? A—are you——okay??” he said and I blinked my eyes and realize I was standing in a position where he left me but I was talking to the air

All of them were called to listen to the phone call. “Hey guys, I found Hoshino Nozomi. She’s here with me.” Kazuha said on the other side. “Hello everyone, you know me as Hoshino Nozomi but my real name is Zhuyun.” She said cheerfully. They could all tell she is middle-aged. “You’re chinese?” Xianliang said surprisingly. “A xian?” “You can put it that way. I’ve lived in Japan since the Taisho period.” She said.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Not paying attention to any of this strange event, she called the child’s name, “Christine, why are you here? Where’s your grandma?” Christine just pouted and didn’t answer, instead she pulled Zitrey excitedly towards their dining table. “I especially made this for you Brother Cederick!” This kid really knows how to change the topic. On the wooden table, there’s a plate full of white rice shaped in a heart, called onigiri. Hearing her again, the people inside started to look green and about to puke. This seems the reason for their misery. Christine's eyes are twinkling like stars in the night sky during dusk. Excited about what will Zitrey thought on the food she made putting all her heart o

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

After about 20 minutes of walking, they arrived at Isomaru Suisan—a classic izakaya buzzing with warmth and noise. “Three beers, two highballs… Sakura-chan, what about you?” “Just one Yuzu Chuhai,” she said. Enough to join in, but not enough to lose control. She needs to wake up early tomorrow—no matter what. The food came in waves—edamame, yakitori, grilled squid, sashimi, tofu, even ebi tempura. The table filled quickly, the air thick with laughter and smoke from nearby grills. Sakura smiled, laughed, and eat with them…

“It's a bit complicated to explain. I told you, right?” Tessa nodded in understanding. There did seem to be something Miya was hiding and Tessa had to respect that. After all, they had just met after a long time, right? Why were they talking about something so complicated? Their conversation was warm, although there was a bit of tension due to the presence of Desi and the bodyguards. However, the mood changed drastically when the food was served. Miya was eager to enjoy the sushi. Miya suddenly felt nauseous. Her face turned pale, and before she could say anything, she vomited violently. “Get rid of it all!

Near that painting, a canvas and board was placed. "This crab is waste. Even after this long years, I haven't found you, where are you, mister?" ZouMi muttered to herself. This painting, was none other than, the one four years back, 'Ao Mi' famous painting, 'MindMe'. ZouMi, has been trying to paint the same painting, but wasn't satisfied with the result every time. She replaced the board with a new white sheet, picked the brush and emerged herself in the painting.

Go Jii talking Mi-cha asked him why where are they going, he asked her if she forgot that he said that he'll come to pick her up yesterday so they can catch up, then she remembered and she sent him her location and then she changed and went with him to a restaurant that seemed expensive because it looked luxurious, then a worker said it's sir Go Jii right, Go Jii answered saying that it's right he told him to follow him he'll show them their seats when they set, Mi-cha got a message from Mun-hee asking her where is she, she answered him that she is at her home, he answered her with a simple answer