Mikitaka Jojo Novels & Stories

Jericho stood there with a card in his hand "Ah! You're Arata Mizuru? My name is Jeroboam Hatsugu. Someone recommended me to visit your bar. I've heard you make the best cocktails in Tokyo." "I do," "I'd like to grab a quick drink," "Welcome." Arata bowed. Kirito drove on the road as he looked ahead. "I can't believe it, I hurt him. I ended up hurting my only family." Kirito drove faster. He remembered how Arata was the only one who cared about him without expecting anything in return. His dearest childhood friend.

He could stoop to any level. “Come on, give me a handjob girl,” He moaned as he pulled out his dick off his pants, forcefully made Mia hold it in her hand and moved it up and down. Mia’s eyes widened and face contorted into disgust. Bile rose in her throat and bitter liquid filled her mouth. “Plea..” she didn't get the chance to finish the word as she threw up on Jojo’s face. “Bitch!” Jojo screamed in horror as he left her and jumped off the Sofa and got to his feet.

"He's a siphoner, which means he can't do magic." Oh. So Jun knows. Right then, he wonders what the hell is he still doing there? He seems to be useless as it is. He has so many questions and he still wants answers. For one, what does Joaquin need from him? There was no way he’s standing in front of someone whose existence is ambiguous if it’s just for show. Joaquin purses his lips, and then he nods, "What's your name, witch?" "Hiro Kitagawa," he answers.

Bloody coward. "My name is Jojo Wyatt," I spoke with all the authority I had taken time to muster. "And I'm here to see Cole Rush!"

After a long time of making it, Hikari has done with it and he tells Neu and Nimura about it. "So, first I go with Neu's character. His name was Kei Hiyama, He was in the guild for a long time ago and he still protecting the base till now with the rest of the other guild members. Then, about Lolita. Her name was Minato Lolita, the same goes for Hiyama she was an old guild member that still living in the guild to protect it. Her teammate was Hiyama and both of them go on a quest together."

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

And now, I don't know. "When I was thirteen." The time when they let me live in Japan while both of them were here. When I met Master Miotoka, he was only twenty-six years old at the time, but I believe he is deserving of the title Ranshio. He was intrigued by my unique appearance. He told me I can use it to my advantage. He trained me and taught me everything he knows. I don't know where he is now, he just suddenly disappeared after he helped me build Azoukawa Credo. I was only seventeen years old when he handed it over to me.

Not for herself, but a woman that he brought home as a guest. If a kind and cute girl like Mari could forget herself and defend someone else with hard eyes, it meant there was something he really misses out seeing. "Sir, you called for me?" Jojo peeked in through the half-open door. "Yes. Please, come in." Kyle straightened his back as he watched Jojo close the door behind him and walk inside the room. "I have some questions for you, Jojo. I expect you to answer them honestly." Jojo glanced at his boss with curiosity. Though Mari had filled him in on what happened in his room, he tried to act like he didn't know anything and nodded his head.

Scott became confused as Jojo's teeth were as that of a shark and before he could think or do anything else Jojo suddenly rushed towards him unaware and she stabbed him with the knife in his stomach. He saw his blood rushed out and the smiling Jojo pulled out the knife from his stomach with force which caused him to stagger and fell backwards as he used his hand to cover his wounds which was flowing with blood staining his clothes. “ Jojo.... What happened to you ” He asked. Jojo looked at him and walked up to him to whisper in his ears “ Run.... You'll never know the secret mom is about to tell us that's why I have to kill you just like I killed everyone else.... Goodbye big bro ”