Gojo Middle Finger Novels & Stories

I shake my head, a small smile still on my lips “Don’t worry your pretty little head for that. Just remember, I’ll protect you!” I extend a fist in his direction, a fierce grin on my face. Zen stares at me and my clenched fingers for long enough to make me embarrassed. “You have to bump it with your own fist.” I tell him, shaking my own one He raised his fist, lightly touching mine “Like this?” “Yep!” A laugh bubbles past my lips “This is a sign of achievement in my world!” “Like the thing with your thumb?” “That’s a sign for ‘everything’s okay’ or ‘I’ve got this.’” I tell him “Something like that, depending on the context.”

“Oh, but I have gotten some information on the ninjas. Have you heard of the ancient Japanese organization, Gokudo Soshiki? “This is their logo.” She took her phone out and showed him a picture. It was a picture of a ball of flames. Alex took a look and narrowed his eyes, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

Gaby got hit in the gut, and the girl fell. “You alright?” Joey asked. Gaby was panting when she was holding her stomach. “Y-yeah. Let’s get this done!” said Gaby. The three men rushed to Joey again. The man was holding a stick and waving it at her. It hit him in the back, and he fell. The man grasps the wood again when Gaby suddenly touches his manhood, then presses and follows with a flying kick. She then uses her elbow. Her opponent’s attack is normal. She protects her elbow, and then she attacks with the elbow. Joey, however, defended the new rivals.

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.

Akira who heard my words immediately let go of a hug, then he answered "Sorry! Am I overreacting to you huh? I just don't want you to be sad. " "Yes, I know, and you are indeed excessive! I'm fine and you don't need a grudge with that guy. Promise?" I said while showing my little finger. Akira was confused seeing the little finger, he looked at my finger and tried to understand. "What? Promise me that you won't hurt him? " Akira continued to pay attention to my little finger, he looked like a confused man. I held her hand, and linked my pinky finger to her pinky finger.

Then, with total deliberation, he raised his hand and flipped me a blunt middle finger. I blinked, my jaw nearly dropping. What? A middle finger? That specific gesture was typical of the modern world. Nobody in this ancient setting should even know what that meant. Who is he? Is he someone else who transmigrated from the modern world? My thoughts were cut short by a faint sound behind me. I turned around and noticed Jiji and Yi Zhou whispering and giggling with each other. My brows furrowed. What is happening here? Am I missing something? Why is she smiling at Yi Zhou like that? They usually act like cat and rat, never agreeing on anything.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

The boy smiled proudly as if Ningsih and Agus bowed to him in respect. "Hahaha...." laughed Tukijo. "What is this boy doing! Laughing like a crazy person," muttered Ningsih, straightening her body again. Then the woman used a deadly tickling move by pinching Tukijo's waist. "Eeeee somelekete njonte-njonte taine gede," said Tukijo, shocked. "Pfffft, what are you doing in such a cool pose like that?" Ningsih asked. "Ah, that..." Tukijo linked the tips of his right and left index fingers.

I yell. “I would have sent a text but A.” She holds up a tiny finger, Jesus she has small hands. “You didn’t give me your number. And B”, she holds up her middle finger, “I don’t have a phone to text you on anyway.” She then drops her first finger and flips me off with her still standing middle finger. I grab her middle finger in my fist and squeeze. “Do that again and I’ll make you eat it.” I seethe.

Kojiro stood behind her, shaking his head and grinning *who's in a good mood* Kojiro poked her in the ribs *and you still can't help it* Keyla turned to him, grinning. *better set the table* Keyla poked Kojiro in the stomach with her index finger. He collapsed in an overly playful manner *you still can't get around setting the table* Keyla put a bunch of grapes in his mouth and held out the dishes to him. He surrendered and set the table. They both sat down and enjoyed breakfast in peace