Jujutsu Kaisen Kashimo Novels & Stories

“Predicting what I’m going to do? But I thought I caught you by surprise in that last-“ “I was already planning in the case that you were going to launch a surprise attack. I was planning for multiple different scenarios when I approached you.” Tamashi’s face featured a look of question. “Wait, you were able to think about all that in the middle of a fight?” Tamashi turned his head towards Sensei as far as he could and decided to add a follow-up question. “Hey, Jiji-sensei, you seem to know way too much about the Seishin and you’re crazy good at fighting. So who are you?” Sensei removed the cigarette from his mouth as it approached the end of its useful life.

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

The two lackeys flanked both sides of Takeshi. “S-Stand back!” The black one said. Then the brunette stood in front of him confidently and prepared a stand like a boxer. “Leave this to me, Reiki. HA!!” The brunette threw a right jab towards Jai. Jai leaned his head to the side and easily dodged the punch. The brunette followed it up with a left jab, but Jai easily dodged that too. The brunette didn’t stop there though, he threw more punches at Jai. But all of his punches felt like textbook to the thunder elemer, and he easily flipped the situation around.

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

“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. “Jiro is almost as strong as his brother. He just needs time to practice more. Though I think he’s not around now. “If you are interested in the Refined Blade Slash, I’ll arrange for him to spar with you when he’s back.” Aiden changed into the uniform because he wanted to experience the famous Refined Blade Slash. He nodded and said, “I’ll leave it to you…” Bang! Before he could finish, a loud bang came from behind as the door was pushed open from the outside.

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.

Kishimoto said. We quietly watched the Koi fishes swim around the colorful pond. "How is she taking it?" He asked. "Pretty well to my surprise," I said, referring to Isabella. "She is stronger than I imagined," I added. "Protect her with your life, she carries your future," Kishimoto said. I turned to him in surprise. How could he tell? "I was a surgeon before I chose the world of money, Damien-kun," Kishimoto said sagely.

It was going to be obvious in a few minutes when they start dancing, but, he was hoping for the short reprieve to ready himself for the humiliation. "This is Kujou Ryouma. He's the best dance trainer in the city. Kujou-san, this is Kamikoi Jun and Satou Iori. They will be in your care from now on. Please take good care of them." Kurosaki- san said not seeming to be interested in what Kujou-san said in the least, "Of course, my dear. Say hello to your boss. tell him that I will see him in our usual meetings." Kujou said and Jun realized something

Yami thought as he looked at Kazuko's fight. Kazuko stood up from the ground and shouted "Destructive Tornado" as her tornado appeared pulling everything inside, but the eagle opened its mouth and socked the tornado. "Her attacks aren't even working" Yami thought as he looked at Kazuko folding her fist in rage. "What now? What should I do? Even my attacks ain't working!" Kazuko said in despair. "Hey Kazuko, I thought you said this exam was easy" Yami said as Kazuko turned and looked at him.

Every movement was etched in her mind—clear, broken down, analyzed. The first, Kenji, was fast—maybe too fast. Japanese, shorter stature, lightning footwork, razor-sharp control. He struck before others even read the cue. Exceptional reflexes, and he understood one crucial thing: he wasn't the lead—he was the shadow behind it.