The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 125

"Why did you suddenly laugh?" Sasuke asked him slowly.

He was able to find a dozen reasons for Sasuke and five enlightenment ideas.

"It would be great if this could be used for teaching," he said with a smile, "Maki also complained that this is not something you can do quickly."

"Do you think everyone is the same as you?" Sasuke squeezed Yamane, "They probably will have a headache after watching it once or twice."

"You can ask Nanami later," he continued, blinking back his yawn, his eyes looking wet. "Let him tell you what happened."

Gojo Satoru stroked Sasuke's hair again, as if he had suddenly become addicted, wanting to make up for what he had lost over a month ago: "Aren't you curious about what I did abroad?"

Sasuke felt that Gojo Satoru was like stroking a cat, and he messed up his hair gently, as if he was still trying to knead a few strands of hair into some strange shape.

The tone of the other party was also somewhat cautious, as if what he said next was a very important matter.

But Sasuke was so sleepy that he didn't want to move, and Gojo Satoru's movements were measured, so he let the other party do it: "Tomorrow... are you in a hurry?"

It’s tiring to think about everything alone. Sasuke guessed that those Uchihas who want to be Hokage have never thought carefully about how daunting it is. Compared with enjoying the pleasure of controlling everything, probably no matter what Soil or Madara, both wish that nothing had happened, as long as they were ordinary ninjas.

Let's leave this kind of thing to Gojo Satoru next time.

Gojo Satoru laughed, and when the voice reached Sasuke's ears, it had become indistinct and sporadic.

"Tomorrow then," he said, "...have a good rest..."

-

Jianren Qihai shook the Financial Times in his hand, watched Gojo Gojo briskly walked to the opposite sofa and sat down, and sighed deeply tired.

"Sigh," Gojo Gojo looked at him, with a seemingly relieved expression on his face, "Don't you cooperate well with Sasuke, maybe even I can fool you, Nanami, you have grown up too... ..."

Jianren Nanami wanted to sigh even more: "I've been an adult for a long time, and it's just Uchiha-kun who cooperated with me. If he didn't let me save my energy in advance and interfere with the stitched face at the critical moment, Yoshino Junpei might die."

Although at first he really thought Yoshino Junpei was dead.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "Don't be so arrogant, Sasuke has always liked you."

The blond conjurer paused as he turned the page, and his brown eyes fell on Gojo Satoru: "Please don't make trouble for no reason, keep saying sour things to an irrelevant person, you bother me a lot."

"Is it so obvious?" Wujo Wu pondered, "Then I should restrain myself."

"That's the second thing. I hope you'll be restrained in other areas," Qihai Jianren said, "Don't you want to know what happened after that? Then please be quiet. I have a business trip to Chiba at ten o'clock." .”

According to Nanami Jianren's description, after Yoshino Junpei's "death", Knotweed did lose his mind for a while, and rushed over regardless of his dissuasion.

Of course the real person would not let this opportunity go, he spat out more reformers and asked them to restrain Qihai Jianren, while he himself faced Knotabagi Hisohito head-on.

Gojo Satoru noticed that the suturing technique used in Nanami Kento's description was obviously more handy, and there were many more tricks than when he met Sasuke in July.

However, just as Sasuke estimated, the real person froze in place the moment he touched Knotweed Yuhito, and a huge gap appeared on his body in the next second—this time it seemed to directly attack the soul of the curse spirit. People say that the attack effect is completely different from mine.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to press the real person to death in place, but suddenly felt his body stiffen, and his movements slowed down by half a beat, allowing the real person to walk.

Sasuke appeared when Nanami Kento had just picked up Yoshino Junpei. Under the surprised eyes of the other two, the black-haired Shikigami pulled out a thousand books made of mantra from the side of Yoshino Junpei's neck, and wrapped it around The mantra stimulated several acupuncture points of Yoshino Junpin, and it didn't take long for Yoshino Junpei to have weak breathing and heartbeat again.

"...The situation is probably like this." The blond conjurer picked up his sunglasses, looking as if he was about to leave, "You already know about Su Nuo's fingers, right?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, "I've stepped up the screening, but if I'm lucky, other people will help."

Jianren Qihai didn't ask carefully, he stood up and nodded: "Then I will take my leave first, Mr. Wujo,"

-

Sasuke went to Tachikai University, and Yoshino Junpei's record had already changed to "death", he just went to inform Nioh Masaharu that this matter was over, so don't do any more research.

"The news I heard was that I transferred schools." Masaharu Nioh said, "That's not the case."

"At least until the real person dies, he won't appear again." Sasuke said.

He then took a look around the bridge hole—there were a few conjurers in uniform, coming in and out with solemn expressions, and they probably hadn't cleaned up the reformers.

Sasuke remembered that those reinvented people had no intention of leaving the sewer, but were very aggressive. They rushed up when they saw people, and ordinary third-level conjurers could easily deal with them.

However, there are too many of them, and they are human beings in essence, which is probably not a small burden for these conjurers.

He glanced twice, then quietly went underground, and found Wujo Wu's spell power node in the darkness.

Bright, constant, almost palpable.

You can definitely meet it today.

When Sasuke landed on the ground, Gojo Satoru looked up at him, and moved a little to the side: "Aren't you going to stay in bed? You ran out early in the morning."

"Children stay in bed," Sasuke raised his eyebrows, sat down beside him, and casually flipped through the documents in front of Gojo Satoru, "Has Toru Amuro contacted you?"

What is written on it is not the task of the conjurer, but some information about a company run by ordinary people.

Gojo Satoru also threw the documents in his hand on the table; "It seems that there is some clue, so I borrowed some of his staff, it's not a big deal," he took a sip of water from his cup, and briefly exchanged information with Sasuke.

Sasuke had always been a light sleeper, probably knowing that the rustling outside gradually stopped in the second half of the dream, and finally subsided with the light and slow knock of the outer door latch.

He still woke up very early under the effect of his biological clock. Although he didn't remember what dream he had, and the outside world was not completely silent, he slept well and woke up feeling refreshed. All dissipated.

Gojo Satoru should have stayed up all night, stayed in the office in the morning, and probably went to meet Noctua and Nanami on the way, and now there is a pile of backlog materials in front of him, a lot of colorful candy wrappers are scattered around his hands, and he speaks with A sweetness of fruit candy.

"Okay," Gojo Satoru peeled off another candy and threw it into his mouth, throwing the blindfold at hand, "Let's talk, Sasuke, about what I'm going to do next."

What he said was very strange.

But Sasuke had a vague premonition, as if he could guess what Gojo Satoru was going to talk to him about next.

If Sasuke didn't think about it before, then Gojo Satoru's obvious change of attitude when he came back this time was completely telling him bluntly: "The thing that worries me is indeed related to you."

Before leaving, the conjurer would sometimes be depressed for a few seconds after making a certain action, and sometimes stare at him in deep thought, but from yesterday to now, his actions have become natural and measured again, as if the ten days in the middle were right. The two of them are completely non-existent.

Although Sasuke was a little dazed - Gojo Satoru didn't seem like a person who would have such troubles at all, no matter if he confessed to him casually on the road before, or directly made a move, the other party didn't seem to be the person who would wrong him - but spread out It's not a bad thing to say, Sasuke thought.

Gojo Satoru really makes people feel at ease, and Sasuke found that this peace of mind is not only based on the relatively stable bondage between them, but also some factors of his own.

Maybe those inertias, those hot and complicated thoughts were all caused by the ambiguity of their relationship, and now he might be able to see it more clearly.

"So?" Sasuke asked, he switched to the Barcelona chair diagonally in front of Gojo Satoru, and nestled comfortably in it, so that the two of them were almost communicating face to face.

Unable to tell if he was looking forward to it, he licked the corner of his mouth.

"My pursuit of you ends here," Gojo Satoru said, with a smile in his voice, "This is my decision—"

……yes?

"Is this what you spent more than a month thinking about?" Sasuke's eyelashes trembled.

He sat up straight, his expression turned cold, he stared at Gojo Satoru and folded his arms.

Sure enough, he knew this kind of willful and reckless personality with only 3 minutes of enthusiasm, Sasuke thought.

Already knew.

"If it's just this matter, I know." The black-haired ninja seemed to have no hesitation at all, and stood up neatly without even looking at the other party. "I have already told you—"

Gojo Satoru grabbed his wrist and pulled Sasuke back.

"I haven't finished talking yet, why are you interrupting me in such a hurry," he complained affectionately, rubbing a little in Sasuke's direction so that he could put his elbows on the armrest of the sofa and grip more comfortably, " ——I decided, no, I can't say I decided, after all, this has always been yours..."

He organized his language for a while talking to himself, and changed his words, "I don't change my heart for you, but it's tiring to only have one person take the initiative all the time, so I'll just stand there for a while, you Come to make a choice, you can simply refuse, you can also agree, in short, whether you advance or retreat this time, I will respect it."

The cool September wind came in through the open window of the restaurant, and the corners of the A4 papers on the table were curled up, like a few huge white butterflies, almost flying away from the table.

Sasuke subconsciously pressed the pieces of paper, hesitated for a moment, broke free from Gojo Satoru's dry and slightly hot palm, and took a cup to press on it.

"You..." He opened his mouth and found himself speechless.

"You... just want to hear me say it again?" Sasuke tried again, and the ceramic cup gave his fingertips a little cool.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand naturally, and leaned back on the sofa: "Anyway, after a while, let's take a break."

"Now you know how to respect other people's opinions." Sasuke unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and relaxed a little.

"After all, I understand you better." The white-haired conjurer blinked and accepted the compliment. "You will be very angry when you find out that you have been induced."

"So, if you think my behavior has crossed the line, just tell me," Gojo Satoru said, "You can fulfill the last condition of the restraint at any time, but the real release of the restraint probably has to wait for the matter of the astral body to be settled .”

"If you want to hear rejection, just say it," Sasuke was a little annoyed, "Why use restraint to beat around the bush, as if you are thinking about me."

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide and sounded extremely aggrieved: "I didn't! If you reject me because of the influence of restraint, wouldn't I be very wronged!"

Why is this getting more and more outrageous, Sasuke thought, before he started thinking about it, Gojo Satoru was even ready to be rejected by him.

……

"Do you think I can't tell the difference?" Sasuke snorted coldly, "How long do you want to buffer?"

Gojo Satoru stared at him for a while, Sasuke held a calm face, his mouth was tightly pursed, endured it for a few seconds, and then glared at him.

"Wait till the day we meet for the first time, I can still wait for this time," Gojo Satoru said, "If you are willing to come over, we will try to walk side by side for a while, if it is not possible, it will not affect us as companions. "

He seemed to remember something again, and stopped Sasuke when he left.

"Sasuke, I can't have the ultimate emotion of Uchiha," said the conjurer, with clear blue eyes, as if a sky was cut from a very high place, and it seemed to be scooped from an uninhabited ice field. A spoonful of sea water has absolutely no possibility of burning people, "For me, this will never change."

"Take this as a premise," he smiled, "I'll wait for you to make a choice."