Bald Gojo Novels & Stories

I heard three distinctive snorts from the other side of the room and peeped out to see Nadei, Nik and Nial watching the white haired male and I interact, bemusedly staring at us. And then he grabbed my cheeks mushing them making my lips pucker as I did to him before. My eyes rolling in exsparation, "You're real?" He whispered almost inaudibly. His identical frosty blue eyes teary, full of emotion and I just stared at him. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to feel. Was was I even supposed to say? "She's real?" Gojo Satoru's human twin laughed like a crazy man. "Oh, my God, she's real!- Ow, fuck!" The girly screech that left his mouth was funny enough to pull a humourous chuckle out of me.

Joko Bedul was very surprised. "We'll talk about it later, you better go. I still have to take care of one more Buto." Sukma Aji Sangkala turned to where Asura and Buto Agni were fighting. Joko Bedul understood. He immediately got up and stood up. Joko Bedul used a disappearing act and said goodbye to Aji Sangkala's spirit. In another place, two fire element users fought blindly. Their attacks were powerful and difficult to subvert. Aji Sangkala's spirit immediately darted quickly using lightning movements.

The bald one got on his feet while his opponent jumped on his back and seized him in a chokehold. Baldie buried his chin in the crook of the attacker's arm, which closed in on his neck. Then he struck the attacker in key spots, including the crotch and eye gouges, before biting down forcefully on his arm. As I approached, the dark curly-haired guy shoved Baldie away. They collected themselves to acknowledge my intrusion. They stood militantly straight and bowed. “Hi fellas, what's up? Which one of you wants to spar with me?” I cut to the chase and stared at the four male faces as my eyes lit up, ready for a nice challenge.

The huge bald man readily replied, “Fine.” After saying that, the huge bald man pulled out a knife from behind. It was a karambit with a razor-sharp edge, making it a very good knife to dismember limbs. Just looking at the knife the huge bald man wielded was enough for Javier to tell he was indeed a professional. However, he stopped looking professional the moment he swung his knife. This was because Javier had immediately floored him and dislocated all of his joints in his hands and feet! Javier then returned to his chair and carried on drinking his soup. “Right, I can now drink my soup in peace.”

My legs don’t give out under me. Akio is on both knees, holding a finger under William’s nose. He quickly looks to Sensei, a little bit of relief in his voice. “Sore wa kare no byōkidesu.” Gojo Sensei nods, his face serious. “What’s going on?” I step forward again. It seems like my legs are too frozen to move at the pace I want them to. “What’s wrong with him?” My voice is rough, panicked. The dagger drops from my hand. “Akio, what the fuck is going on?”

The old man didn't stop Gideon. Instead, he laughed weirdly from behind. "Young man, you're definitely screwed. You're getting thrown into hell." "What a nutjob!" Gideon pushed the nonsense out of his mind. The third floor didn't have many martial arts techniques, but the ones there were clearly high-level. "Soaring Immortal's Blow." Gideon stumbled on one technique by chance. What surprised him was the name signed underneath—Annalise Jaeger.