Jujutsu Kaisen Enemy Novels & Stories

Piper could sense what was going to happen next. She let out a silent sob and shook her head, “Please, Kai – don’t.” She begged, but it fell deaf on Kai’s ears as he paid no attention to the crying woman in the room. “Really? Umm, do you have Jujutsu Kaisen?” Benji asked exhilaratingly. A ghost of a smile could be seen on Kai’s stern face as he nodded his head, “I do. I have the Deluxe Volume,” He replied. “Would you like to see them? I have more comics and manga at my house.” He added.

Alistair looked happy as he stretched his arm in the direction of the sparring ground. The man whom I'm going to spar with, let out a smirk. His name is Devaugn, right? If they don't want to clarify what they want, then, I will force them until they say their plan on their own. I can feel the tension of the viewers in their seats. Alfonso also looked anxious while Jevro had his legs crossed while smiling at me. It's like he's telling me to beat up the enemy because he's annoyed with them too. I smirked in response to his facial expression. A moment later, I heard the sound of the countdown installed in the upper part of the gym. With every tic-toc of the clock, I see the tension of my oppone

what seemed to be a person's figure? “It’s the man who's been following me!” My eyes widened and he returned the look with a surprised expression. "I’ve been waiting for you," he said, his voice echoing off the brick walls of the alley. My heart was still pounding, but I tried to focus on outsmarting him. "Waiting for me? What do you want?" I asked with an unnoticeably shaky voice. The man took a step closer, his expression hard to read under his sunglasses and wide-brimmed hat. "I have been sent to bring you to Mr. Johnson. He would like to meet with you.”

Whenever a Tenby had to reveal his or her background, they would naturally reveal that they practiced the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists. In addition, the family and the technique were famous in Uleania and Arcadia. Once they revealed their background, even the fiercest enemy would be deterred. “The heir of the Tenby Eight Extreme Fists? Pardon me for not recognizing you earlier.” Jiro stood straight up and put on a strict face. He bowed and said, “Jiro Sakamoto, Refined Blade Clan.” “Jiro Sakamoto?!” Many others recognized the name and were shocked when they heard it.

He has not been practicing these past few years and though his looks deny the fact that he is already nearing eighty, his body has lost so much of its potency in the past decade. Whoever it was he was fighting, he knew he can never win against him. But he will still put in all that’s left in him to make a mark. ”Akihiro-san, you seem to have lost your touch,” taunted the enemy, who is still without a single slice on his person. ”Even so, I don’t intend to fall that easily, my friend,” breathlessly answered the Japanese fighter with a heavy accent.

“Kai? You’re here?” He crossed the room, his voice urgent. “Always, Gianna. Let’s go.” But Alessio’s enforcers ambushed, guns drawn, Alessio’s voice echoing. “Kill him!” Kai dove, shielding Gianna, his shots precise, her knife flashing as they fought back-to-back. Their teamwork was lethal, a dance of survival, but Alessio slipped away, his escape a taunt. Kai pulled Gianna through a hidden exit, their breaths ragged, bullets sparking behind them.

“Not between enemies.” The words settled between them. Aria’s chest tightened slightly. “You’re very sure my father is your enemy.” Kael’s gaze sharpened. “He invaded my territory tonight.” “That might be because he thinks you kidnapped his daughter.” Kael paused. “That’s a fair point.” Aria sighed. “So we have an Alpha war, a secret father, and a mysterious bond that I don’t understand.” Kael nodded. “That sums it up.” She looked toward the door again. “Then I guess we should leave.”

I'd barely reached my room before a hand reached out and grabbed me. I struggled with the assailant and managed to overpower him. My brows furrowed when our eyes locked. “I knew it was you.” “You bitch!” Stephen snarled at me. “I'll kill you!” “Not before I kill you up first!” I bit back. Seriously, what was his problem? “You're gonna regret doing what you did! You hear me? You will regret it!” He swung at me and I dodged. His eyes were bloodshot and he reeked. The bastard was drunk.

The same name that had just shattered Aria’s world, and now threatened to destroy his. He dragged a hand through his hair, breathing hard. “What the hell are you, Lancaster?” he muttered. And for the first time, he wasn’t sure whether the enemy was the man… or the bloodline now tied to the woman he couldn’t let go.

I stated, nodding my head fervently as I spoke, "I'm sure everything that happened back then was Don Pablo, he is the real enemy behind us." I added, even as the words resonated with the conviction in my heart.