The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

It has been raining in Japan recently, at least the place Sasuke visited today is the same as Tokyo, it is raining continuously, as if the sun has never been out.

The Land of Fire does not have a rainy season like Japan. There is abundant rain there, and it rains in all seasons, but there are more summers, and the rain is much more powerful than it is now.

The raindrops slid down the treetops and splashed onto the gravel-based park trails, and the bouncing water droplets seemed to bring the verdant greenery of summer.

When it rains, Sasuke unconsciously hopes that he can learn Gojo Satoru's no-lower limit technique, so that he doesn't need to bring an umbrella when he goes out—although he doesn't mind getting wet, he doesn't like the feeling of being wet all over.

But so far it seems unlikely.

He closed his eyes, threw the umbrella aside, let the rain wet his hair, let his senses extend, and followed the vague line to find the other end of the line.

White Snake is in the high school in the other direction, there is nothing nearby except for a few birds and wild cats, and the temporary barrier is fairly stable.

The air seemed to be suddenly rippling with water waves, filled with humid air and a little smell of grass and trees, and even the water droplets on the boy's black eyelashes, which would not fall, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Big success~" One hand pinched Sasuke's forearm and helped him, Gojo Satoru's frivolous voice rang in his ears, followed by the warm and dry breath of the other person. "Where is it raining so hard?"

Sasuke's chest rose and fell violently.He took a breath and calmed down, his face was wet, his hair was wet, and water droplets flowed down his cheeks into his neckline.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be just asking casually, and didn't care if he didn't get an answer. He pulled down the zipper on Sasuke's collar a little, rubbed the boy's chin, and wiped off a little water.

"Why don't you open the umbrella?" He saw the white bandage wrapped around the teenager's neck at a glance, so he simply pulled the zipper down completely, "The coat is also wet."

Sasuke took off his jacket and held it in his hand, only wearing a white long-sleeved shirt underneath, and replied indifferently: "The positioning time is a little longer than I expected."

Almost just stuck in the limit distance estimated in his mind.

"It went well this time," Gojo Satoru approached him, his blindfolded face stayed in front of Sasuke's eyes, and his fingers gently brushed away the hair covering his left eye, "But it seems that the consumption is still a bit too much."

His breath lightly pounced on Sasuke's face, and his calloused fingertips slid across Sasuke's forehead, leaving a slight trace of warmth.

In the light purple eyes of reincarnation lay six dark-colored hook jades quietly.

Sasuke was stunned for a moment, blinked a little uncomfortably, brushed off the opponent's hand, and let his eyes hide behind the hair again.

Gojo Satoru seems to like physical contact more and more.

Slightly weird.

Spatial ninjutsu is dangerous because no one knows what will happen to them except the ninjutsu users themselves. Once something goes wrong, that part of the body may disappear, and it is impossible to find it.

But for Sasuke, as long as he found the knack, the progress was also very fast.

The consumption is high only because of the long distance.

"Where is this?" he asked.

They are now in an alley.

The tall buildings on both sides cast shadows to wrap them inside, and there was a dead end behind them. Gojo Satoru stood in front of Sasuke, his white hair swaying gently in the cool wind.

In the distance is a blue sky without any variegation.The air was clear and dry, totally different from where he came from.

"Sendai." Gojo Satoru took a step to the side briskly, "I just got off the bus not too long ago, do you want to go shopping?"

Sasuke looked at him wordlessly.

What about your job?

"Don't worry about that kind of thing," Gojo Satoru put his pockets in his pocket, and walked out into the sunlight in a few steps, "I haven't been to Sendai for a long time, and I made a special guide yesterday!"

His hair glistened in the sun, no, his whole body glistened in the sun.

Sasuke followed Gojo Satoru, watching him turn two corners with ease, and walked into a small shop called Ankoya.

It really is a dessert guide.

"This dorayaki is very famous," Gojo Satoru ignored other people's eyes, tilted his head and said to Sasuke who was following behind him, "I recommend the one with butter. The taste is super-strong."

Sasuke didn't really want to eat this kind of food that was very sweet at first glance, especially it was recommended by Gojo Satoru.

Like a cat in water, the black-haired boy pushed Gojo Satoru's ultra-thick dorayaki away in front of him with his hands.

"It's all here, don't you really want to taste it?" Gojo Satoru insisted on wanting him to have a taste, "This one is not particularly sweet, I promise!" He vowed.

Sasuke looked at him suspiciously.

Gojo Satoru shook the dorayaki in his hand. "Hurry up~ It won't taste good when it's cold!"

Sasuke took the dorayaki and took a tentative bite.

The baked cake with honey added is thicker than ordinary dorayaki, but the taste is very soft, and the bean paste filling is not grainy at all, and it will melt in the mouth with a light sip.There is also the same soft and glutinous rice cake sandwiched between the fillings, which makes the taste of Dorayaki richer.

Not bad indeed.

Although it was still a bit sweet to him, Sasuke felt that it was not as hard to swallow as before.

"Aren't you going to class today?" Gojo Satoru quickly finished his portion of dorayaki, staring at Sasuke with great interest, watching him slowly eating the dim sum in his hand.

What Nitrate said is quite right, Wujo Wuxiang thought.

Sasuke's expression now made him feel happier.

"...At the end of the mission, I felt in good condition and the distance was suitable, so I came here directly." Sasuke was silent for a while.

After all, this kind of epiphany is always rare, and the distance between Gojo Satoru and him is also very suitable. If you don't catch it now, who knows when it will appear again next time.

Gojo Satoru looked shocked: "So you skipped class?"

"...This is all your task." Sasuke said blankly.

Traveling to fish and oppressing subordinates. People who don't have a teacher qualification certificate are not qualified to say that he doesn't follow the rules here.

"You haven't told me where you came from?" Gojo Satoru seemed to recall their conversation at the beginning. "This time I didn't sense where you were~"

"...Fukushima."

"You don't think I can't see the mission log, do you? Fukushima is so-so big."

Gojo Satoru really hit Sasuke's sore foot.

He was actually exorcising the curse at the junction of Fukushima and Tochigi. If you really count, the straight-line distance to Sendai is almost 180 kilometers, which far exceeds the farthest teleportation distance he has ever made before.

"I'm sure." Sasuke said.

Can't hear the meaning of guilt at all.

"It's all because of my reversal technique," Gojo Satoru held his chin, tilted his head and "stared" at Sasuke, "You owe me something?"

He counted with his fingers for a while, then raised his head abruptly, his hair flicked in an arc in the air, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's nose, "Is there a dozen or so words to say at least?"

Sasuke reluctantly grabbed Gojo Satoru's fingers and dodged for a while.

"Are you a mother chicken?"

A little too protective.

Which ninja didn't grow up through bumps like this?Gojo Satoru's attitude made him look like some kind of noble young master with no power to restrain a chicken.

However, Gojo Satoru seems to be in a good mood after returning from Kyoto. According to him, he has confirmed that "a few old-fashioned people are still clear-headed" and has not been involved in the incident of the astral body. Recently, he has not been forced to practice. Never let go of ninjutsu.

——I just like to tease Sasuke with the agreement between them crazily, and use it to make a move on him.

"I'm worried about you," Gojo Satoru's voice was as soft and sticky as the rice cake sandwich in dorayaki, and the ending sounded lightly, "I don't want to see you bleed so much again, it's just three things. "

Here it was again, this strange discomfort.

Sasuke stuffed the last sip of dorayaki into his mouth, pursed his lips, and didn't reply to his words.

After leaving this store, Gojo Satoru took him to the subway again, got off at Atago Bridge, and entered another coffee shop called OVALCOFFEESTAND.

The water on the coat had dried up a long time ago, Sasuke thought it was troublesome to carry it, so he put it back on his body, and pulled the zipper all the way to the top, blocking the sharpening jaw—he grew a little taller, but he still didn’t look good Even though he was strong, he probably would have such a thin body in a few years.

"When are you going to find Fu Hei?" He put only a glass of water in front of him, folded his fingers on his lap, and asked Wujou again.

Fu Heihui is also in Sendai.

He stayed in the high school for more than half a year as a preparatory student, and took part of the courses with the current sophomore. Before the start of school this year, he was "trained" by Sasuke for a period of time with Yi Gu, and he got the title of second-level magician when he entered school. .

So have also performed several small tasks alone.

——They were all screened by Gojo Satoru to ensure that he would not have any major problems alone.

This time, Fu Heihui went to Sendai to recover the super-grade cursed object, the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

This should have been a simple task that couldn't be simpler. The High Commissioner sent someone to the designated location to recover the cursed object, strengthen the seal, and then move it to other places to suppress the curse.

As a result, Fu Heihui called Wutiaowu last night and said that Su Nuo's finger, which was supposed to be stored in a blind box, was lost.

Wutiao Wu told Fu Heihui not to come back if he couldn't find it, but he still came to Sendai today for a "business trip", definitely because he was worried about any accidents.

"Hui? Let him look for it first." Gojo Satoru took a bite of the chocolate-covered donut and smiled with satisfaction, "Let's go on a date first!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Sasuke said angrily.

"Isn't this a date?" Gojo Satoru grabbed Sasuke's wrist and retorted him with a smile.

Then, he took Sasuke through the streets and alleys of Sendai, and walked all the way according to the so-called "strategy".

Sasuke only ate a dorayaki at the very beginning, and then he refused to accept all sweets. No matter what Gojo Satoru said, he was unwilling to open his mouth, and just followed the other party to lead him around, with an appearance of drifting with the flow and having no thoughts .

Gojo Satoru didn't care.Even if he is alone, he will enjoy this kind of leisure time. Sasuke is by his side, as if he has provided him with a large doll for free. He doesn't need to react. He can take pictures, touch his hair and pinch his wrists. have a good time.

Sasuke was too lazy to resist. He knew that being a tool man quietly was actually the best way to get along with Gojo Satoru—but to his surprise, Gojo Satoru took him to the museum.

"After all, it's a date." The white-haired man put his arm on Sasuke's shoulder, "Of course I have to go to the place you like."

Sasuke has always loved museums.

Probably because the history of the ninja world is too chaotic, even many nobles don't know how much of their family history is true and how much is made up.

Uchiha's stone slabs were also changed into a mess, and Sasuke didn't even know what happened to Uchiha Madara who changed the fate of the whole family back then, so that the other party had the idea of ​​changing the whole world with infinite monthly reading.

Obviously, the era they live in is less than a hundred years apart.

So when he came here, what attracted him most were the various museums that recorded the history of human development.

Gojo Satoru showed amazing patience in this matter.

He walked around with Sasuke, and added a few anecdotes about some artifacts to him from time to time, so that even the museum guide didn't know.

Sasuke guessed that this was due to the vast collection of classics and records of the Gojo family. It is estimated that Gojo Satoru grew up soaked in these things when he was a child, so it is not surprising that he knows so much.

Gojo Satoru has an outstanding temperament and is also funny in speech, so he followed a few tourists around him in a short while, and sighed from time to time around him.

Sasuke retreated not far away, watching the other party easily get rid of several ladies and come over, if you don't count the black uniform, it looks like a butterfly.

"Are you jealous?" Gojo Satoru looked at his face for a while, and deliberately said to himself. "Sasuke really likes me..."

?

"Are you going?" Sasuke turned his head and asked him, the brochure in his hand seemed to be thrown on Gojo Satoru's face in the next second.

"Come on," Gojo Satoru stepped up to Sasuke with a smile on his face, "The next location is Kikusui-an! Let's go!"