The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 108

Amuro Toru almost didn't recognize Uchiha Sasuke at first.

They only had one face-to-face meeting last year—at that time, he was disheartened and barely opened his eyes after shedding tears for a long time. Tang Dao of Purple Lightning, and a pair of cold, enchanting eyes.

After Christmas last year, he also asked Belmode and Gin on the sidelines, but all he got was vague information, and the police internally issued a gag order to them, and some so-called "professionals" even asked them to sign According to the confidentiality agreement, his boss never mentioned the situation in the other world, as if it would kill people if it was clarified.

But Toru Amuro knew that this meant that the organization also knew something about that world, and was even secretly paying attention to the movements of this group of magicians.

Toru Amuro didn't actually know who Gojo Satoru was. He only received a call one day from a young man who claimed to be a magician, and then received an email two days ago asking him to meet here.The young policeman didn't know whether what the conjurer said was true or not, but the other party knew his real name, where he worked, and his organization code, so he had to come—even if it was a trap.

Now, he has a gun in his arms, an anesthesia watch he found from a certain elementary school student, and other strange gadgets on his body, trying to protect himself more in case of accidents.The email was also set to be sent on a regular basis. Once he failed to leave in time, Kazami Yuya would receive the message and know what was going on.

Does it have any special meaning to set the meeting place in the venue of the IH tennis match, or after the first match?

He endured the first match anxiously, walked through the deserted passage with a stern face, and searched for a group of spectators whose backs were turned to him.

A man with his back turned suddenly beckoned. Although he didn't look back, he recognized the voice immediately.

Then the black-haired boy next to the other party turned his head, his face was handsome, expressionless, he looked a little familiar...that scarlet eye!

Memories came flooding back like a flood.

But compared to the first meeting, Uchiha Sasuke's aggressiveness has completely disappeared, and the expression of the black-haired shikigami is calm and quiet, as when looking at him, and when looking at another tall conjurer The expression may be more relaxed, the hostility that could be felt just by looking at the back when we first met seems to have been completely subdued.

And he was dressed like an ordinary person, without a long knife, and without conspicuous black curse lines, so he didn't recognize it at first.But after he found out that it was Uchiha Sasuke who had saved him, he couldn't help but feel relieved. At least this was an official person, not some weird curse master.

Perhaps the performance of the black-haired shikigami was influenced by the outside world, Toto Amuro thought, after all, the young man who contacted him, the conjurer who he guessed was the master of Sasuke Uchiha, also dressed casually and ordered a bunch of Tea and dessert, it seems that he doesn't think there is anything worth caring about that he has been nervous for a long time.

Even the tone of speech is brisk, as if it is really a gathering between ordinary friends.

——It was even a little too serious, so that he was worried that Gojo Satoru was some criminal with a bad personality.

"I know what you want to ask," Amuro Toru just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Gojo Satoru. The conjurer wearing sunglasses leaned back, maintaining a seemingly precarious situation with only two chair legs. Balance, "but is your memory good?"

he asked jumpily.

"...Not bad." Toru Amuro replied a little blankly, the grey-blue eyes still had the emotions that were uncontrollable when he was directly exposed as an undercover agent just now, but he now knows that there is a so-called enchantment here, as long as Uchi Po Sasuke was unwilling, and no one knew what they said.

There is nothing to resist at all, he thought, these two people should have other things looking for him.

"Then recite this!" Gojo Satoru said briskly, "Then Sasuke will tell you the information about that organization."

Amuro watched as Sasuke Uchiha pulled up his sleeve, revealing a thin porcelain white forearm with several bandages wrapped around it, and a black tattoo on the middle skin.

Oh, that's not a tattoo, Amuro realized, it was a piece of talisman paper of unknown material, with strange runes drawn on it.

The black-haired shikigami swiped his hand upwards, and there was an extra stack of documents in his hand.

It would be so convenient if he could do the same, Amuro thought subconsciously.

He took it over and took a look. There were several names and a brief description on each page. He had never heard of any of those names, and the descriptions were not very detailed. Most of them only gave a few keywords and time points. See It sounds a bit confusing.

"Do I just need to notify you when I see these names?" Toru Amuro couldn't help but confirm again.

In fact, he already had a vague answer in his heart, why this conjurer who could be said to have hands and eyes to the sky came to him.

Whether it was for personal reasons or for other purposes, the other party had to deal with those conjurers who were involved with the organization. For Toru Amuro, this reason was enough.

Gojo Satoru nodded, and took a sip of the strawberry milkshake in front of him.

"Hurry up," he licked the milkshake on the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to ask the Shikigami beside him while holding his chin, "How long is it until the next game?"

Sasuke Uchiha glanced at his phone, "It's about an hour and a half."

"One hour, okay?" Gojo Satoru decided on the time on his own.

Toru Amuro memorized the names of the dozen or so people and all the relevant information in four or ten minutes, then exhaled lightly, and looked at Gojo Satoru: "So, can I get the 'gift' you mentioned? "

Gojo Satoru looked at the blond man opposite him from behind the sunglasses, and smiled with interest, "Has your man arrived? Sasuke wasn't joking just now, our gift is very heavy."

Toru Amuro took out his mobile phone to check the email, and pushed the mobile phone in front of Gojo Satoru, "No problem," he said quietly, turning his eyes to Uchiha Sasuke who was watching Gojo Satoru and felt his Then he turned to look at him, "If I faint, please press the dial button and put the phone back in my pocket. Someone will come and take me away in 10 minutes."

"It's so sweet," Gojo Satoru thought this police officer was also very interesting. So far, the only time when his expression was not right was when he thought he was careless and directly revealed the other party's identity as an undercover agent. "You don't seem to be afraid of us doing something. things."

Toru Amuro's gray and blue eyes like pigeon feathers slightly bent, "Your companion saved my companion's life, and Mr. Uchiha also saved my life. I am very grateful to you all."

He immediately restrained the smile on his face, and lowered his head slightly towards Sasuke.

"thank you very much."

The black-haired shikigami blinked, and covered Gojo Satoru's mouth when he tried to say something to him.

"I'll start when I'm ready." He said, noticing that the white-haired man's movements froze for a moment, and then he suddenly tilted his head back like a cat in water, avoiding his palm, unconsciously He pursed his lips.

Toru Amuro nodded, took a deep breath, "Please start."

-

The game went a little faster than Sasuke expected.

When they returned to their seats, Masaharu Nioh was already standing on the sidelines, and he jumped twice lightly, his pigtails drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Then the boy in the chosen costume turned around and glanced this way, showing a smile.

There was a burst of screams that were definitely dominated by girls in the auditorium.

"Hey, it's pretty fast." Gojo Satoru managed to find a more comfortable position, and sat down with his waist bent. "I thought the competition between high school students would be more intense."

At this moment, the auditorium was already quiet, and Gojo Satoru didn't intend to control his voice, and the two people who were two rows away from them before heard his light voice.

One of the boys with slightly longer hair looked back at them, "Mu Zhiteng's doubles two was injured," he wore a pair of old-fashioned gold-rimmed glasses, and he spoke with a Kansai accent, "So the second round ended quickly. soon."

Gojo Satoru replied casually: "It's so pitiful."

The other person also turned his head condescendingly, and was taken aback when he saw Gojo Satoru.

"Mr. Gojo," the boy with blond hair and blue eyes politely paused on Sasuke's face, "Hello."

Wujo Wu didn't go to the sunglasses either, he stroked his chin and thought for a while: "Are you...the heir of the Atobe family?"

Atobe Keigo nodded: "Atobe Keigo, this is Yushi Ninzu."

He looked at the conjurer who appeared here for some unknown reason, put his hand on the shoulder of the black-haired boy beside him, and patted twice: "Sasuke, my...companion."

The atmosphere between these two people is very strange, Keigo Atobe thought, he hesitated for a moment when he saw Gojo Satoru put his hand on it, and the other person frowned slightly when he heard his words.

Then they all seemed to be a little unhappy with their own reactions.

"Don't be so serious," Gojo Satoru laughed, put his hand back again, and said lazily with his chin propped up, "I just came out to play today, so pretend you don't know me~"

Sasuke looked at the arena.

Nioh Masaharu played fairly well on the court, he didn't use different dimensions, and he didn't have any fancy moves. Most of the time he used basic tennis to fight against others.

He is indeed using skills, but these skills are integrated into those seemingly simple movements, becoming concise and efficient, almost completely losing the characteristics of the "trickster" himself.

Sasuke didn't know if he hadn't fully recovered, so he gave up those dazzling moves and used this method to save energy.

Even the spiritual power has not been spread out.

Sasuke doesn't mind giving others a hand, but he doesn't like to have a bad influence on others because of his mistakes.

And he knew that Nioh Masaharu had a deep obsession with the three consecutive championships, or in other words, the entire Lihai Tennis Club had a deep obsession with this matter, so all the main players stayed, Participated in this tournament with exactly the same lineup as three years ago.

Gojo Satoru looked at Sasuke's slightly furrowed eyebrows, and the same dark, thoughtful eyelashes.

Where did this inexplicable sense of responsibility come from?he thinks.

Then he touched his mouth involuntarily, as if the rough touch of the callus of the young ninja's palm still remained on it.

"Why are you so nervous," he said, with his face still facing the field. When Sasuke turned his head to look at him, he found that the white-haired man had his eyes closed. From the side, he could only see a little white eyelashes protruding from the bottom of the other's glasses. Still not small."

Sasuke withdrew his gaze: "I'm not nervous."

Of course, he could also see that the score on the field was in favor of Masaharu Nioh, 4-2, 30-15 by a small score, and Masaharu Nioh could score this point and enter the next game with one more goal.

He just felt that the impact of Lehu's incident probably still hadn't subsided, and Nioh Masaharu still hadn't fully recovered.

On the field, Masaharu Nio won the fifth game, and the opponent called a timeout, so he went to sit on the bench, drank some water, and felt a little out of breath.

It still has a little influence, after all, it is too unforgettable.

"Ah... I'm still a little too excited." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, "I'll control it a little more and save enough energy, piyo."

Seiichi Yukimura sat beside him with his coat on, and smiled slightly, "Just know, I won't say anything else."

Nioh Masaharu shook his collar, turned his head and saw his teammates sitting not far away, with a calm look on his face that he was familiar with - this expression was called "arrogant" by other schools.

But he knew it was different.

"Changsheng - Lihaida! Let'sgolet'sgo..."

In the stands are the cheerleaders of Tachikai University, Atobe and Shinozu of Hyodi, and Kite of Higa. The last row is not clear, but he knows it is Sasuke Uchiha.

Nioh Masaharu looked back, grabbed the tennis racket and stood up.

"Puri, it seems like you can't lose the Phantom Encore." He said to himself, "Isn't it, Yukimura?"

Yukimura Seiichi laughed behind him: "It doesn't matter, I will win anyway."