Gojo Forehead Novels & Stories

"But that's right?" "Look at me Riguel! My forehead hurts! You're really stupid at any time!" I shouted to Riguel who was still holding my forehead. "Eh? It's not that strong! It's the OA!" He said laughing. "May I see." He said and made me face him. He removed my hand and stared at my forehead. The smile on his lips disappeared as he looked at my forehead. "Your skin is so sensitive! Your forehead is so red." He said and caressed my forehead using his thumb.

“There is, but for now, I doubt. There should be a pause for the meantime. I have seen cases like this before, he'll keep growing, but not too much like this. This time, it's going to be a gradual process.” Then I recalled when Diego complained about having a scar on his forehead. “Again, there's something on his forehead I need you to see.” “Diego?” I called Diego who has all these while being focused on his toys. “Yes, mommy.” He answered, turning to look at me. “Come here.” He left his toys, slowly walking up to me. I shifted the strands of his hair, showing doctor James the scar on his forehead. It had a red color around it which means it was indeed hurting him.

Hiroki runs his hand over my forehead again. "We have to lower your temperature," said Hiroki in a hurry not knowing what to do, "I need a cloth or something to wet it with to put it on her forehead," I touch Hiroki's hand signaling him to tear the other sleeve of the dress to make the cloth. He forcefully rips the sleeve and dips it in the cold lake, wrings it out by rolling it up, removing the excess water so that it is just wet, returns with the rag, folds it and spreads it all over my forehead removing the fringe of my hair.

I notice the veins coming forth on his forehead, giving me a hint of rage. “Jay?” “Wrong?” His eyes darken, turning to me.

He inclined his face, biting down hard on his sharp, saw-like teeth, veins hidden on his forehead. Evelyn's hand stopped in mid-air for a moment before she touched Sagon's messy forehead hair. The long, thin braid he had tied at the back of his head had long since come apart in the fight, and it was then that Evelyn realized that Sagon's hair was in fact very long, long and dark and slightly curly, but because of the amount of blood that had gotten into it, strands of hair were caked with clumps of blood between them, and the ends of his hair were messily tangled up in a messy mess that looked dirty, grimy, and dull.

Well, I’m on my way. ... Reminder, the distance from Goa Jepang to Goa Gajah is 1.196,7 Km. “Arrgh! Why should I get such an opponent?!” Koji shouted. Suddenly, he senses something coming from the sky. Koji evades it immediately and it is a very old geezer who was about to send him a lethal attack from the sky. “Are you the one who occupies Goa Gajah, old fart?” Koji asked upset. The old man who wears an anime girl shirt gets up and says, ”Kids these days do not know manners, eh?”

He pulled out his head in from of her and then parted the bangs away from his forehead, clearing the space and showing her the little bump on his smooth surface forehead. She started applying medicine to the place where he was hurt. She just touched him and he already started wincing in pain. " Ow! Be gentle, it hurts ". " Alright my little kiddo, I will be gentle. Just put your hands away from your forehead ", Juhee instructed, and this time her hands moved slowly and gently.

When he pulled his face away, my fingers tightened around the blanket. What was that? Why did it feel like something inside my chest had just been thrown completely off balance? My mouth struggled to cooperate with my brain. "Wha—what was that?" I stammered. "What are you doing?" Damn it. Where did my razor-sharp speaking skills go? Jonah blinked innocently, his broad shoulders shifting as he casually shoved one large hand deep into his tailored pocket. "A kiss on the forehead. Don't you know the concept? I believe it's quite a common human gesture."

The laceration lines up neatly with the warning cut on his cheek from the day before. Several villagers tense or gasp, Kofe’s jaw gapes, and Jojo’s face pales not from poison but shock. The two young way-watchers giggle at the expressions of their elders. IvorySting flicks her tail, the only other satisfied face in the crowd.

The smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils is eyes rolled into the back of his head as he inhaled deeply. My lip curled in disgust and I took this opportunity to lift my chin, lowering my head back before I slammed my head forward. When my forehead connected with his nose, there was a sickening crunch followed by a grunt. Hot liquid splattered on my forehead and dripped down my eyebrows. A couple of drops of it oozed down to my right eye. My opponent did the same, his head smashed against mine and I groaned as my head jerked back.