Comprehensive manga: Gojo Satoru’s chaotic daily life

Satan raised his arm and tried to continue to use his strength, but his eyes suddenly bulged, and the whole person knelt on the ground, pinching his neck with both hands.

This sudden change caused Gojo Satoru, who was about to use 'Yu', to retract his mana.

As Six Eyes observes, Satan and Shiro Fujimoto are engaged in a fierce soul battle, both trying to regain control of their bodies.

A few minutes later.

"Ah~"

Satan who was sitting on his knees, no, it should be Shiro Fujimoto, he sighed with a smile.

"Is the strongest onmyoji so ruthless? It's going to hurt me to death. "

"Who told you to keep Satan in control of your body. "

Satoru Gojo pursed his lips.

Then he landed on the ground and walked over to Shiro Fujimoto to continue.

"You can't live long like this, right?"

Being able to take back control of the body from Satan is 100% sure to burn the soul.

Shiro Fujimoto was silent for a moment, then smiled.

"It's okay, I've lived long enough anyway, it's just a little pity that I didn't drink the wine of Rin and Yukio. "

Satoru Gojo glanced at the other party.

To be honest, although his current [Reversal Technique] can heal all the injuries in his body, even if his hands and feet are broken, he can recover and grow, but for the burning soul injury, he can't do it for the time being.

Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow if you become stronger, you will be able to grow to the soul of reversal, but it is definitely not now.

"Hey, Satoru Gojo. "

"How?"

"Is there one thing I can ask you for?"

Shiro Fujimoto looked at the already dark sky and said in a low voice with a pleading.

"Although it's a bit abrupt, but, after I die, can you take care of Rin, once Rinku is found to be Satan's illegitimate son, there will definitely be many people who come to hunt him, there are haters of Satan, and there are also high-level people in the exorcism world, they are all likely to hunt Rin. "

"My time is running out, and I still have to care about my son. "

Satoru Gojo propped his chin and said speechlessly.

He didn't like this sad scene, nor did he like the fact that people who were about to die didn't care about themselves but in turn cared about others.

Hearing this, Fujimoto Shiro laughed.

"Probably, he's my favorite son. "

"Ah, yes, yes, yes. "

Satoru Gojo said perfunctorily.

The two were silent for each other.

The big stone in Fujimoto's heart never let go, and he was waiting for Gojo Satoru's answer.

Satoru Gojo sat on the ground, looking at the sky as he spoke.

"I'll just make sure he gets into the Orthodox Cross Academy, and the rest will be left to me. "

"That's enough, thank you. "

Hearing this answer, the big stone in Fujimoto's heart finally fell, and he suddenly smiled.

This answer was beyond his expectations, and the answer he expected was to refuse, but he didn't expect it to be able to guarantee that Rin would succeed in entering the Orthocruciate Academy.

Fujimoto Shiro's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the whole person was shaking.

"Looks like it's going to take a break for a while......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell vertically backwards.

However, Satoru Gojo next to him stretched out his left hand to catch the other party and slowly put it down.

"Let's go. "

Looking at Shiro Fujimoto, who was smiling even when he died, he said softly.

In fact, the promise that Gojo Satoru just made was the same as the promise that he didn't make, and in the original book, Okumura Ryu successfully entered the Shoji Academy.

However, there may also be accidents, and the person who has an accident will also be promised Gojo Satoru.

After standing up, Satoru Gojo took out his mobile phone and gave it to Tsuchigomon Arima and others to clean up the mess.

This time, the Satan incident is big enough, and I feel that even the officials may not be able to suppress it.

......

Monday.

The funeral of Shiro Fujimoto was carried out, and because it was carried out in a sloppy manner, only Ryu Okumura was in front of the tombstone.

The sky was overcast and it was raining lightly.

Looking at the laughing black and white photo in the middle of the tombstone with blank eyes, Okumura wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, he just stayed stunned.

When the human body is overly grieving, the brain turns on automatic protective measures to cut off the grief.

'Trample Tread-'

There was a sound of dirt stomping.

Satoru Gojo, dressed in black and wearing sunglasses, walked over with a handful of chrysanthemums in his hand.

Bypassing Okumura, he crouched down and placed the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone.

"Your father told me before he died to let you enter the Orthocruciate Academy, which is the school of exorcists. "

Satoru Gojo took a bottle of wine out of his pocket and put it down, saying at the same time.

Okumura didn't respond, his eyes were still blank, and he didn't care at all when his whole body was wet with light rain.

Standing up, Satoru Gojo lit a cigarette and coughed violently as soon as he took a puff.

"Ahem, I'm really not fit for this. "

After throwing the cigarette into a small puddle and extinguishing it, he patted the shoulder of Okumura Ryu next to him and said in a deep voice.

"I want to keep the snowflake, but in the palm of my hand, it will only melt faster. "

Okumura's godless eyes finally fluctuated, slapped the white-haired monster's hand, and said.

"Don't pretend to be cool. "

"Hey, it's not good to pretend to be cool. "

"Definitely not, just no...... Heh, hahaha. "

Okumura smiled, laughing happily, and gradually turned into a big laugh.

But in the process of laughing, lines of hot tears crossed the corners of his eyes, and his mind kept replaying the memories of him and Fujimoto Shiro in the past sixteen years.

Daddy, I miss you so much......

Satoru Gojo next to him didn't bother the other party, but silently left an umbrella and left.

However, as he was leaving, he stopped to look at a white figure watching quietly in the distance.

Mephistopheles!?

Satoru Gojo muttered in his heart, then lifted his steps again and left the cemetery.

He didn't dare to be interested in the other party right now.

......

(I want to keep the snowflake, but in the palm of my hand, it will only melt faster, I really like this sentence, woooooooooo ）