The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Gojo Satoru is on a business trip.

At seven o'clock in the evening, curse the high school.

The descendant of the curser with light flaxen hair sat at the dining table, stretching his toes down with difficulty, barely touching the ground.

He looked at the bowl of candied tomatoes in front of him, and at the black-haired boy curled up on the sofa.

Wujo Wuren has tall legs and long legs, and most of the furniture in the room is European and American brands, so both the height and the width are a bit too big for him, of course, it is also the same for that boy.

The dog curly spine hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the sofa again - the person on it was still holding the phone, as if he didn't pay attention to what happened here.

He originally thought that the other party could not get out of the wheelchair at all, but when he came to replace the panda this evening, the other party actually stood up and took a few steps, but his body still looked a little weak, and he was a little shaky when walking.

I was helped by him and thanked myself.

I feel that Mr. Gojo is right, Sasuke-kun should be a human being, although it really feels no different from a curse spirit.

The spellcaster seemed to be in a daze, but he quickly thought about what happened in his mind, and judged that the other party was not hostile to him, so he stretched out a slender finger from his cuff, and pulled off the collar covering his nose and mouth , revealing the snake eye curse pattern at the corner of his mouth, he forked a small tomato and put it in his mouth.

Mmm... delicious.

As for Uchiha Sasuke, who he felt didn't pay attention to here, he did put most of his attention on the phone, so when the phone rang suddenly, he didn't panic and murderously, but almost threw the phone away as a kunai.

【Five Satoru】

A default avatar popped up on the screen, below it was the name of a certain white-haired teacher, followed by a heart.

What a horrible note.

The train of thought was interrupted.

All the white-haired teachers were born to restrain him.

Sasuke Uchiha pressed the center of his eyebrows and connected the phone.

"Sasuke-kun~ Guess where I am now~" Gojo Satoru's distorted voice came from the phone. Even if this phone is the latest model on the market, Sasuke's keen five senses can still capture the subtle electric sound, and There was a faint sound of wind from the other side.

"Is there something wrong?" Sasuke-kun said that he just wanted to hang up the phone and go back to read those materials.

Japan, Asia, and even the whole world, the history of 60 billion human beings in this world is far richer than what he once knew, and the ideological civilization brought by him is also extremely brilliant. He feels that his doubts in the past may be answered in this world.

"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do? I'm in Fukuoka now. How is Sasuke-kun doing today? Are you bored without me? Do you want a souvenir? Is my student cute? Who is accompanying you now?" looking at you?"

Gojo Satoru chattered on the other end of the phone, as if he wouldn't stop asking questions until he got Sasuke's answer.

"I'll hang up if I have nothing to do," Sasuke leaned back on the wide chair back of the single sofa, "Now it's... dog roll." He glanced at the spellcaster who was enjoying himself eating tomatoes.

The opponent froze immediately, then raised his head slowly, glanced at Sasuke as if guilty of guilt, and then pulled up his collar.

"Goujuan is cute, isn't he? He's a rare spellcaster." Gojo Satoru's brisk voice followed his words, "The light soup here is delicious, do you want to bring you some? "

Rather than being cute, it is more like a puppy. Although it has increasingly sharp teeth, it will still rub the palm of the opponent with its warm fur when facing humans.

"No, I'm going to hang up."

"Why don't you~ chat with me for a while, the conjurers here are so boring, they don't have a common language with me~"

-

The second day of Gojo Satoru's business trip.

Eight in the morning.

"Good morning, Sasuke-kun." Fukurohui walked into the living room on time.

A familiar ostrich sat crookedly on the dining table, constantly pumping out steady spell power.

In order to ensure the sleep of the minors, these students only need to maintain the enchantment for four hours each, and the rest of the time will be output by the ostrich curse skeleton.

As long as Fu Heihui takes it to Principal Noctua to "charge it for one hour" every day when he leaves, it can be used continuously for a whole night.

The black-haired boy stood up straight and sat kneeling beside the coffee table. He seemed to have lost interest in his mobile phone today. There were a few scrolls and a bunch of weird weapons in front of him.

Fu Heihui received an "Ang" of unknown meaning as an answer.

He glanced at the scroll restrainedly, walked politely to the dining table, took over the ostrich curse skeleton and continued to maintain the enchantment.

The phone rang.

Sasuke pressed the phone quickly.

Ten seconds later, the phone rang again.

There was a familiar name on the screen. After all, no one except Gojo Satoru would actively contact him among the contacts on this phone.

"What's up?"

"The answer is the same, can I call you if I have nothing to do, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke put down the phone, thinking that he might be affected by the phantom limb pain of the broken arm, otherwise why would he feel a headache.

He turned his head to see Fu Heihui, Wujo Wu's adopted son looked over with a sympathetic expression on his face.

Gojo Satoru, his adopted son, and even all the people in the magic world he met seemed a little strange.

Sasuke opened another scroll, and with a shake of his hand, he spread the scroll completely on the coffee table.

nor this...

Was it lost during the fight with Naruto?

-

ten o'clock in the morning.

Zenyuan Maki pushed open the door of the living room panting, then turned around and dragged several huge cardboard boxes into the room.

"Senior Zen Academy, why are you here?" The hedgehog-haired boy stood up in surprise, maintaining the spell with one hand.

Zenyuan Maki glared at the other person in the living room out of breath, and stood still for a few breaths before she had the time to answer Fu Heihui's question.

"Don't call me by my last name. Also, you should ask him about this," even though it was November, there was still a fine layer of sweat on her face.

"Ichiji said, this Uchiha Sasuke-kun asked me by name to send these things over."

She took off her glasses and wiped the sweat off her face, then froze suddenly.

"Are you really human?"

Fu Heihui covered his face. When he told the other party yesterday, the senior sister of the Zen Academy still refused to believe it, thinking that Wutiaowu joined forces with Fu Heihui to donate her.

—Which human being has the same breath as the curse?I can see the magic power overflowing from him.

"Are your eyes a decoration? Or do you need me to teach you how to speak?" Sasuke didn't turn his head, and finally picked out a scroll and put it aside, and now he is putting away the other scrolls with one hand.

Fu Heihui looked nervously at Zenyuan Maki, who took two deep breaths before finally holding back and not rushing to make a move.

"Ah forget it, I won't care about the weak who can't grow arms," ​​Chanyuan Maki said every word, "When you are released by Wujo teacher, you must teach me well."

She dropped the words, turned and walked away angrily.

Sasuke noticed the message in her words, and turned to look at Fukuroe at the table, "Can the arms still grow?"

-

at noon.

The tall panda Man Kui took over from Fu Heihui with a bento bag.

"Maki is still very angry." Panda approached Sasuke cautiously, "Although she has a poisonous mouth, she is still very kind."

Sasuke took out a few books from the box and placed them on the coffee table.

Panda glanced at it.

"Das Kapital", "Utopia", "Global History"

dare not speak.

"Do you have no scruples because you have the strongest physical skills?" Sasuke propped up the table, stood up with some difficulty, sat on the sofa and opened the book.

"Although Maki's gymnastics is almost the strongest among the students in the school, but her personality is just like that."

Then he has a basic understanding of the general level of the students in this school.

Sure enough, he didn't agree with Gojo Satoru's proposal at the beginning, and it was correct to enroll as a student.

-

Four o'clock in the evening.

The taciturn spellcaster bowed slightly to Sasuke holding the ostrich curse skeleton.

The scrolls that were placed on the coffee table in the morning have been put away, and the clothes have been put back into the paper bag—after all, the kimono-style ninja uniform has long since become tattered, and all the things inside have been taken out.

Sasuke motioned for him to take it easy, and turned the wheelchair into the bedroom by himself.

Since he set the restraint, the recovery speed of the wound has been significantly faster, and the wind escape chakra has completely dissipated on the day he arrived at the Curse High School.So even though I didn't have time to come over these few days, the small wounds on Sasuke's body have basically disappeared.

Chakra had consumed some of his power against the spell before, and he had fully recovered after waking up.

He bit a handful of kunai, stuffed its tip into the gap between the bandages on his right arm, and cut the bandage with a light stroke, exposing his arm.

The wound above had scabbed over, so there was no need for a bandage anymore.

It’s just that Gojo Satoru seems to have become very interested in the matter of “wrapping bandages”. In the past two days, he has replaced the blindfold with bandages. It's all hidden under the bandages - including a small scrape on his knee.

The lavender eyes of the light-haired boy swept over when Sasuke pushed the wheelchair into the living room, and soon found that the bandage that had been wrapped around the joint of his right palm had disappeared, and a little A scar that hasn't fully healed.

He lowered his head and pressed the phone a few times, then turned the screen to Sasuke.

"Big mustard?"

【Do you need help? 】

The font of the memo was thoughtfully enlarged, enough for people to see what was written on it from a distance of two or three meters from him.

"It's okay." Sasuke shook his head, and continued to pick up the half-read book.

-

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The phone rang right on time.

"Hey, Sasuke-kun, I'm already on my way back to the hotel, I'll be back tomorrow, and I brought you super delicious wagashi!"

Wujo Gojo is clearly fine, but he still calls him every few hours and talks ramblingly, from the background of the curse to what he had for lunch, he can talk about everything.

"Is there no one to chat with you?" Sasuke turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on his lap, and was still flipping through the book with the other hand.

"But I started to miss you as soon as I left school, why is your voice muffled, are you sick?"

Someone's blunt words came from the other end of the phone.

Gojo Satoru, even if it's just the first time we meet, the sweet words are thrown out as if he doesn't want money. No one can see that behind the superficial sweetness is actually the arrogance and calmness brought by strength, just like his eyes. It seems to be full of affection, but in fact few people can be reflected in it.

"No." Sasuke pulled out the phone from under the book and put it aside, and turned another page with downcast eyes.

"I heard the sound of turning pages! Did you not concentrate on talking to me!"

"Yes."

The dog curly spine was fidgeting at the dining table, he only hated himself for not being able to seal his ears with magic power, otherwise he wouldn't have to sit here and listen to Wu Tiao's teacher say some weird words.

Moreover, although Uchiha-kun has not made any special reaction, but yesterday and today he has not hung up the phone so patiently, his temper is really good.

The author has something to say: 5t5: It's the first time someone listened to me and didn't hang up the phone!

It's actually very easy for Sasuke to build a good relationship with people, after all, he is a ninja...

But he refused to be a teaching tool for Gojo Satoru.