Gojo Bald Novels & Stories

His hands part way for his eyes as he stares at me before he slowly brings them down, his cheeks a bit red now "O-Oh" As I look at him now, I notice that he's wearing a light brown polo shirt and white dungarees, his hair a bit gelled back even though some of it has fallen forward while Cream has on a black turtleneck sweater and trousers with a white baseball hat over his head and glasses as well. My eyes linger more on Cream "You look a lot like him" "Who?" Caramel walks closer. "Gojou Satoru" I answer "Except you don't have the sparkly blue eye thing that makes me want to stare at you all day"

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.

Humans were open to diseases like crazy anyway. “No worries,” Zhao rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “Just…lost in thought.” He forced a smile, the muscles in his cheeks unfamiliar with the movement. It’s been years remember? “Your hair is so cool!” the boy exclaimed, unfazed by Zhao’s strained demeanor. “Like Gojo! Do you know Gojo? He’s my favorite anime character!” he seemed to peruse Zhao once again and shook his head. “No, I don’t think you are an anime character. Are you a spy?”

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.

Especially Emma Sutton, who seems to see his next target. He was wearing a suit and black trousers at the bottom. He also wears an expensive watch that makes the guys stare at it. "Thank you everyone...so let me introduce myself first," he said, then let out his wide smile. "I'm Mr. Gojo, your instructor for today. Maybe you're asking, "Why not Mr. Rayven?" I mean, yeah, I get it. It might look like he's much more familiar with you guys, but I have to do this job or I'm dead," he said to them, joking while wearing a weird smile.

He gave a slight nod my way. Aoki Goto was of the opposite gender. She was also the one that led us into the room. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt and oversized sweatpants. She didn't dress to impress anyone. Most shapeshifters were like that. She had the same features as him. She had straight dark hair as well as lacked color in her eyes. Something I noticed thanks to her lacking any layers in her hair. She lacked style compared to her mate but she made up for it with a welcoming smile. She was plain and had nothing appealing to her as far as I could see. Her figure lacked curves.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

“My good brother, it was not easy for me to reach my current martial status, and we came here not to offend you but out of curiosity. We are trying to find out if there are really strong fighters of the ultimate god level. If you’re willing, we’ll get out of here immediately, okay? How can we exit this place?” “Hmph! Get out of here? Isn’t it good to die here instead? Besides, if I allow you to leave, there’ll be more people who will find out about this place!” The bald man snorted coldly; he raised his huge hammer and swung toward Joel, casting a martial attack. Joel was rendered speechless at the bald man’s behavior, at the same time, fear pulsed through him.

Giovanni took a trimmer and switched it on but to his surprise, it suddenly started vibrating wildly which caused him to get startled and raised his hand up in the air then misfortune hit the trimmer went up in the air and fell on top of his head trimming down his hair completely in the middle creating a bald space right in the middle of his head, it looked like a road going through a jungle. Giovanni froze right on the spot as he saw himself in the mirror and his bald space right in the middle separating his remaining hair, he started to turn red due to anger Giovanni "MOTHER FUCKERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR" What he didn't know was this all was done by a Gengar who was laughing his ass o

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.”