Koki 소설 & 이야기

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

the waiter said with the to Kai who smile turning clapping his hands together. "Now what does my expression says? what kind of drink should I be having now" Ryuu asked making Koishi turn his head towards him. With the smile on his own face looking back at the tattooed guy. "Why not I tell the name of the drink itself," Koishi asked licking the bottom of his lips Ryuu learns in with a smirk on his face. "What is it?" "The name of the drink itself is Takana Koishi would you like to have a taste of it"

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?"

Nikolas teased. I walked over to the huge double fridge that occupied a sizeable space in the giant kitchen and determinedly yanked open the door. There were several bags of fresh pasta, as well as cream, eggs, butter, and smoked salmon. A pot of fresh basil graced the windowsill by the sink, and I busied myself pruning at the aromatic leaves. By the time I had measured out the pasta, whisked some eggs, beaten cream in, and chopped up the salmon, Nikolas sauntered by to take a peek. "Mmm," He moaned as he inspected my handiwork. "Looking good." He wandered across to the temperature-controlled wine cabinet and extracted a bottle. "I think this should rinse it down nicely," He said.

I know Kate likes Italian cuisines. “OMG!” she shouted excitedly. Kate’s POV This particular restaurant is expensive. I have always liked Italian cuisines. This is the only Italian restaurant in the state. Moreover it is very expensive. “How do you manage to reserve here?” I asked. Because I know that reservation in this restaurant takes at least a month. “I can do anything for my lady,” he replied kissing my hands. I heart started beating faster than normal, my face became sweaty. Emma is such a bad boy. He knew the effect that had on me. He just smiled and took my hands and together we entered the restaurant.

“Yeah. I mean… Breakfast, that’s what you wanted right?” “Then let me taste test.” She says and comes rushing to the table. She grabs her fork and starts to eat. She finishes her breakfast just as fast as she started to eat it and after dropping her fork on the table she says, “You pass.” With a thumbs up and a proud face. “WHAT IS THIS? SOME COOKING SHOW?!” asks Akihiko loudly. “The name’s Rindo. No need to use any respect just call me that… Or if you wish you can call me onee-sama (dearest sister) if you’d like it.” And she smiles while thinking about it.

” ”No, of course not… despite. ”Pardon me?” ”I said here is your coffee dear Professor. I hope you enjoy it.” Meet The Coordinator, a lovable geek who goes by the name of Nate and loves to flirt, albeit ineffectively. He’s in charge of assigning, scheduling, and managing the Resort’s customer preferences among their selection of “dishes” and “treats”. He does everything online too so he's truly fast and efficient with his work.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

I nodded and gave him a peck and then I continued preparing what I would cook for him. "What are you going to cook for me?" Kenzo asked me and then he stood next to me. I'm dying for malungay right now while waiting to see if the chicken runs out together. "Tinola." "Never heard of that." He answered me. Kenzo is half-German and half-Filipino. I looked up in the air. "How about it because you only eat pizza, pasta and burgers." I'm wondering why her body is still beautiful even though she eats only healthy food.

Behind the invitation was a paper with just one sentence. "Target: Hitotsu Shiho, Gender: Male, get details on order 66. Passcode: Full moon and starry night in the same sentence. Good luck." (This is good, Kadachi has to go to this event too so maybe I can tag along with him and use this as a cover.)