The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

When Sasuke opened the door and entered, Gojo Satoru was lying on the sofa and taking a nap, his coat was casually hung on the back of the sofa, his two long legs were draped over the armrests, and the eye mask was also taken off and thrown on the coffee table, looking a little sluggish.

The temperature is gradually rising, and he has changed into a summer uniform, but it is still dark-colored long-sleeved trousers, but the fabric is lighter and more breathable. If you go out for a run, it will still be hot.

On the other hand, the first graders who don't have summer uniforms always have a sour expression every time they see him—especially Rose Nagasaki, whose resentful expression has reached Gojo Satoru's mood.

The black-haired boy walked in wearing a navy blue uniform jacket with a schoolbag on his shoulders, bringing in a gust of slightly warm air.

Rikkai University will not have summer vacation until mid-to-late July, and now there are only a few days before the final exam. Sasuke will give the teacher some face and stay in the classroom every day—at least in the morning. Give him the curse so that he can appear in the classroom when school is over.

There is nothing to do today, and the club activities have also stopped, so he will come back much earlier.It was not yet four o'clock, and the heat of the sun had not subsided. Looking at Gojo Satoru's appearance, he probably just came back from outside and wanted to rest for a while.

"Ice cream!" The man with short white hair grabbed Sasuke's wrist and shook it when he passed by, "There is no more in the refrigerator." He stared straight at Sasuke's schoolbag.

"Let Yidizhi buy it." Sasuke fumbled in his schoolbag and threw him a popsicle.

There is still air-conditioning on the outer packaging, as if it has just been taken out of the refrigerator.

Yi Dizhi should have been asked to buy these things a long time ago, instead of asking him persistently every day if he brought back ice cream.Huangquan Biliangsaka is not used for this kind of thing.

After much deliberation, he decided to use Kaguya Hime's space ninjutsu name.To be honest, his understanding of space ninjutsu was somewhat influenced by the opponent.

"How can it be that what Izuchi bought is the same as what you bought?" Gojo Satoru turned over and sat up, happily unwrapping the packing bag to make way for Sasuke - Sasuke sat down habitually, and then realized that he didn't seem to be No need to stay in the living room.

Probably because Wujo Satoru lost his focus on what Gojo Satoru said just now.But already sat down.Let's talk to him about what happened today.

He took off his coat and threw it on the armrest, and undid the first button of his shirt.

Originally, he thought about it in two days.

For the past week, Sasuke's phone has always rang at the same time.

It was the same person who started the call, using that soft, disgusting voice, rambling about some incomprehensible, soul and sexual issues.

After he hung up the phone a few times, it was replaced by another man with a hoarse voice who seemed to have been scorched by flames.

But the content is the same after all, it is nothing more than trying to use various methods to test what he thinks and evaluate the possibility of him being used.

——The other party didn't seem to be very worried about him telling Wujo Satoru about this.

Probably because they didn't actually disclose any information, even if Gojo Satoru knew that someone was targeting him, he probably wouldn't care.

What's more, whether he will believe in the curse spirit of Uchiha Sasuke is another matter.

His identity is quite useful.

Sasuke decided based on his own mood whether to answer the phone or not, and how long it would take to answer the phone - generally, it would take no more than 3 minutes from the time he picked up the phone to when he hung up the phone.

Although he hung up the phone without any hesitation, he was no longer as fast as before. He rushed forward after setting a goal, trying to reach it in one step.

Now, instead, he could calm down and think about what the other party meant, and he could even wait for the next call with a bit of leisure.

Maybe it's because this matter itself has nothing to do with him, and it's more likely because he was indeed influenced by Wujo Satoru, and realized that although his previous idea was not unfeasible, it was indeed a bit unsafe.

This is probably a good thing - although Sasuke doesn't want to admit that Gojo Satoru influenced him.

He chatted with the other party like this for a few days, until today, the person on the phone said a word.

"You are a curse spirit, no matter how close you are to humans, you are still a different kind."

The rough voice carried a strange emotion, like understanding and disdain, intermittently transmitted to Sasuke's ears through the earpiece.

"So what?" Sasuke asked nonchalantly.

"What if I say, I want to create a brand new world so that you can also become a 'new human'?" The other party said, "Our goals do not conflict."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then don't hide in the shadows like a coward," he said mockingly. "Don't even dare to stand in front of me and speak, do you want to kill Gojo Satoru and create a new world?"

"Don't take us for fools," the other party's voice carried a sinister smile, "Your eyes are so useful, we have to find a way and take insurance measures."

He sneered: "Daydreaming."

……

"What's the matter, what's on your mind?" Gojo Satoru held a popsicle in his mouth and reached out to pinch Sasuke's cheek.

"I'm wondering whether to tell you." Sasuke looked at Gojo Satoru carefully.

Gojo Satoru blinked, took off the popsicle, his lips were a little red from the cold, "Am I so unreliable in your heart?" He dodged Sasuke's hand and squeezed it firmly.

"You might have slipped the tongue when you got excited." Sasuke tore off his hand and said flatly.

Even if Wujo Satoru said, "Don't you want to become a new human being, let me, an old human being, test it first" while beating people, it's not a strange thing.

Although he has a good brain and is willing to plot against others this time, he is still a person who does what he wants in essence. I don't know if he will make a rash on a whim, then overturn the car in the gutter, and then use brute force to forcibly disrupt the situation.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and casually threw the small wooden stick of the popsicle into the trash can, "I'm being cautious, okay?" He obviously realized what Sasuke was talking about.

He knew that someone had contacted Sasuke, and he had no objection to Sasuke's behavior of hanging up the other party's phone every day.

After all, it's not easy for Sasuke to make up his mind to make small moves under his strongest nose, and the opponent is the weak side.

It seems that today they finally revealed some other information.

Sasuke stared at him wordlessly.

He always forgets to pay the bills, and needs to be reminded by him to deal with the aftermath. He has reached a bond with him on a whim, and he is too hot-headed to release the bond.

This is prudence?

"...Then tell me what you can say," Gojo Satoru leaned back resentfully, and casually squeezed Sasuke's wrist, rubbing his fingertips on the small bone protruding from the boy's wrist, " You haven't reached the bond yet, have you?" He asked warily.

"No." Sasuke said, "But they seem to be very confident that as long as I limit my pupil skills, there will be no problems."

It didn't even mention that you can't use other means to attack this matter when you meet in the future.

This made him feel a little strange.

On the one hand, he was impeccable when testing him, on the other hand, he showed almost blind self-confidence, giving people an abnormal sense of separation.

He went on: "That man was going to create a world where I became a 'new human being.'"

Wujo Wujo laughed loudly.

"It's quite courageous," he commented, "but he is very cautious in doing things."

This kind of thinking is not the same as that of Jie.

The thought flashed past quickly.

Before making sure that Sasuke reached a bond with them and would not turn back, these people would definitely not appear easily, and he couldn't find them even if he wanted to.

Once the bondage is achieved, Sasuke will not be able to disclose any information to Gojo Satoru, and it will be found that there is only one dead end.

——if he really is a curse spirit.

It's a pity that in this world, except for Gojo Satoru, no one knows that Sasuke actually has nothing to do with the curse spirit, and no one knows that Gojo Satoru's trust in Sasuke is enough for him to give it a go and let Sasuke decide what he should do and how to do it do it.

He will accept and bear the consequences of his trust, good or bad.

Sasuke's forearm was hot from the ironing of Gojo Satoru's palm. He moved his wrist and gave up when he saw that Gojo Satoru hadn't let go. "They won't have a chance to take advantage of the restraint."

If they want to meet him, those people can only choose the time when he is out to exorcise the curse, and as long as someone with the power of the curse appears near him, he is confident that he can control the situation before the other party finds out, and directly let people put the things in his mind. Spit it all out.

Those people should agree to his small request of "meeting immediately after the bondage is achieved".

After all, no one knew that his eyes could see mana, and no one knew that he had such a thing as a shadow clone.

This is the advantage brought by the information difference, Sasuke thought.

But he didn't know why, but there was still a little doubt in his heart, as if there was some information that he couldn't connect.

"It doesn't matter if there is a restraint, anyway, it will be lifted soon." Gojo Satoru's words interrupted his thoughts, "It's okay if you want to play."

Sasuke raised his eyebrows: "I really want to cause you some trouble."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and glanced at Sasuke, and said indifferently: "They won't let you blatantly block me, maybe they also want you to pay attention to my every move at all times, and only by building a good relationship with me can we get first-hand intelligence."

He looked at the young man and laughed frivolously, "So I said that Maki's idea is very good. I have bad intentions towards you. If your attitude changes, I will definitely be super-happy! I will tell you everything!"

Sasuke snorted coldly and withdrew his hand: "Dream." Why is Gojo Satoru still thinking about this kind of rubbish script every day?

"However, Sasuke." Gojo Satoru's voice sank, he suddenly moved close to Sasuke, tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose almost poked his cheek.

The tall, white-haired man propped one hand on the back of the sofa behind the black-haired boy's head, and the other on the armrest of the sofa on the other side. He covered Sasuke in his arms, and the heat from his body seemed to reach his ears directly. : "If you really abandon me, I will be very unhappy."

Sasuke looked straight into Gojo Satoru's light blue eyes.

The light one is almost completely transparent, only the pupils are black, and now it is backlit, taking a clear picture of himself like a mirror.

Is he himself like this in the eyes of the other party?

Sasuke's mind wandered for a moment.

In Gojo Wu's eyes, his hair is a bit messy, and the eyes of reincarnation are exposed a little, the top button of the collar of the shirt is unbuttoned, the tie is hanging loosely on it, and the bandage wrapped around his neck has not had time to untie.

There was an excited smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why," he saw his mouth opening and closing in the eyes of the other party, and his provocative voice came from his ear, "do you want to exorcise me, this curse spirit?"

Gojo Satoru stared at Sasuke's pure black right eye and the purple reincarnation eye, attracted by the sharp and vivid colors in the other's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"The first one will kill you." Then he said affectionately. "After all, I like you so much that I can't watch you go to someone else."

It's as if what comes out of his mouth is not a threat to call the police if he is heard, but a sweet confession.

They looked at each other for a while, and then the black-haired boy let out a sound between a chuckle and a cold snort, and pushed Gojo Satoru with his hand.

"Stay away from me." Sasuke said flatly, pulled away from Gojo Satoru's arms, and went back to the bedroom.

He closed the door, and felt that his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat during the gaze just now, and now it was beating faster than before, as if trying to make up for the beat that fell just now.

Sure enough, it's been too long since you did it?

Gojo Satoru also sat back, watched the boy pick up the schoolbag at his feet, walked back to his bedroom with a few steps, and closed the door.

He licked the corners of his mouth, showing a thoughtful smile.

He didn't expect Sasuke to be excited by this kind of behavior.

Probably, the other party still likes an exciting life in his bones, and it will be somewhat boring here.

After all, this world is too fragile for both him and Sasuke, and even a special class can't let them move around.

If that's the case, he'd better go on missions with Sasuke in the future.Fighting might be more suitable for cultivating feelings.

——Although he still doesn't know why Sasuke doesn't believe that he likes him at all.

But this was much more interesting than the curse of the spirit or a bunch of rotten people in the association. Gojo Satoru hummed a little tune happily and stood up, feeling that the stuffy air had become cooler, taking away the heat around him.

Next up is Sasuke.

In various senses, it depends on Sasuke.