Baji Keisuke Novels & Stories

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Bali failed and decided to generate his research area in the unit itself. Bali changed the unit working features by introducing some new friends of his. He had the overall control, and Rikshraja worked as a puppet for him. Kesari was unaware of the situations generated at the unit. He was spending the time of love, care, happiness, and most beautiful moment of life with Anjana. *****

The man beside Emiko eyed Jonas closely, scanning him up and down. "So, this is the future husband Emiko was talking about?" the man asked. "Doctor Jonas?" "Ah, let me introduce you to Doctor Jonas," Kano said proudly. He pointed to the man. "This is my son, the director of an international real estate company. Kaji Satoru." Kaji extended his hand, and out of politeness, Jonas reluctantly shook it. Kaji held Jonas's hand tightly before releasing it. He smiled awkwardly at Jonas. "Don't tease my future husband, Kaji," Emiko said cheerfully. "He's very handsome, but he's mine."

"I had the situation under control. Ah, I should have won that competition." "But you didn't." Uche smiled triumphantly and started towards the mango tree "You lost the fight. And for the fight time, to a woman." "Biko. Let me hear. You and I know that Ejima is not just any woman. Your wife has special qualities which I have not seen in anyone before." "Tell me about it," Uche said and rested his weight on the chair, grateful for the mango tree that stood in the middle of the compound, casting a shadow from the hot dry season sun.

My eyes widened when I saw the name: Javi. “Javi?” I whispered to myself. “Do you know who Javi is?” I asked the maid, needing answers. “That’s one of Sir’s names,” she replied. “He uses it sometimes.” One of his names? So he has others? But Javi… I’ve never heard that name associated with the Evangelista family before. “What’s his full name?” I asked, my heart pounding. She hesitated before answering, “Gio Javier Evangelista, the owner of the bar.”

Azrael muttered and stretched his hand towards the young boy. “Leslie, meet my small uncle, Kaiyo Jabami. The youngest of my mother’s generation and her little brother.” Azrael said as Kioko smacked his head. “Half-brother and far away from home. Father called and mentioned you left Japan with no one’s knowledge.”

The name that finally reached us sent chills down my spine. Jiro Fujibayashi. Director. Soon-to-be CEO of Fuji Group. One of the largest corporations in the country. When Kenji first confirmed this, his usually calm face darkened with something I had rarely seen before: worry. He had called a meeting at Rayle’s place, where the four of us sat around the small dining table, and he broke the news. “That man from that night—he’s Jiro Fujibayashi,” Kenji said, his voice heavy.

Baji caught the attention of a human voice woman walking towards him carrying a large screw. "Shit! I didn't know there is a person here." Baji whispered to himself. When it was illuminated by the light, Baji stopped at what he saw. "No .... No way." Baji muttered. "Huh? You looked familiar. Are you perhaps, Kei?" it asked him. And Baji was even more surprised to see Kazutora carrying an iron, ready to attack the lady. "KAZUTORAAA! STOPPP!" it was too late for Baji to stop Kazutora's strong blow to the woman's head. His body fell to the floor and his blood flowed quickly.

“It’s fortunate that a promising lead is finally here. We’re sorry for the late initiative from our part. We should’ve worked harder.” He didn’t think that he would receive an apology from Baji. But it showed that the man is a responsible person. Jai shook his head. “It’s alright. From the start, it was already a scavenger hunt. But do you know anything about either of those?” Baji fixed his seating before he explained. “Well about the Chief of Fuuji, he’s a strict person on males. He’s nice to females, and he’s really into babies. There’s only one male person he had shown his friendly side to in public, and that is his one of his grandsons, Fuuji Akaito. I’m sure you’ve heard of him?”