The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

"My lord, it's time to get up."

There was a rustling sound in the room, and then it fell silent quickly.

The middle-aged woman in traditional clothes knocked on the door calmly and repeated what she said just now.

The person on the tatami stretched his waist, wrapped himself in the quilt and turned around, curled up, only the top of his messy hair was exposed.

There was another knock on the door.

"……understood!"

The quilt violently wriggled a few times, and a silver-haired youth spit out.

Gojo Satoru hugged the quilt and sat up, staring blankly for a while, feeling his back ached from sleeping.

"Next time you come back, you must ask Lizi to throw away all the tatami mats."

He murmured to himself, scratching his hair twice as messy as before, and then slowly stood up, stepped over the game CD on the ground, and staggered to pick up the hair that had been thrown aside. Clothes, casually opened the door.

The person kneeling outside the door bowed slightly to Gojo Satoru, then gracefully got up and stepped aside,

Gojo Wujo came to Kyoto without any luggage - after all, he lived in the old house of Gojo, if he didn't even prepare the clothes of the head of the house, there would be no need for these people to stay.

However, the pajamas prepared by the old house were all traditional bathrobes. He casually put them on and said he was ready, but in fact most of his chest was exposed, and the hem of the bathrobe was tucked aside, piled up in a mess on his body.

"Good morning, Riko."

The white-haired young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, shivering from the cold air outside, and then belatedly pulled the collar of his bathrobe to cover his half-exposed chest.

"Good morning, Master Patriarch. Master Sasuke is at the training ground." The woman named Riko seemed to have not seen Gojo Satoru's unruly behavior at all, and was half a step behind, walking towards the training ground with the other party.

This is said to be the old house of the Gojo family, but it was actually just a newly moved residence more than 100 years ago. The original location was too close to the center of Kyoto, and it was difficult to expand it. There are many people around, and it is actually not suitable for conjurers to operate.

After Emperor Meiji moved the capital to Tokyo, almost all the imperial families chose to move out one after another, but the old house still remained, and someone regularly cleaned and maintained it.

The three other selected mansions are all close to the mountains and forests, but after so many years of urban expansion, there are more or less people living around them.

Fortunately, the government deliberately avoided the address of the three companies when planning, and it is no problem to use the training ground to do some daily exercises.

When they walked to the training ground, the people inside had obviously been exercising for a long time and were about to finish their preparations.

The boy was wearing simple yukata clogs, and bandages were wrapped around the forearms of both hands to block the marks of bondage.

There was a lot of sweat on his face, his face was a little red, a few strands of hair were sticky, and sweat dripped down the side of his neck, flowed through the circle of black charms, and spun around his collarbone, finally Hidden under the collar on the chest.

There were some targets scattered around, and Gojo Satoru noticed that there were not only the kunai that the other party was used to carrying, but also a few arrows with the Gojo family logo on them.

"Wait a minute." The people in the courtyard seemed to have noticed their arrival, and the hand holding the knife turned around, and put the three-foot-long sword firmly into the scabbard.

"The knife is good." Sasuke handed the knife to the maid standing aside, accepted the towel and refused the other's help, and put away the Kunai on the target himself.

"Morning, Sasuke." The young man at the gate of the courtyard waved and greeted, leaning against the wall like a boneless person, and opened his mouth and let out a huge yawn when he walked over.

"Good morning, Satoru." Sasuke walked up to Gojo Satoru, and turned his head to look at him.

Gojo Satoru unexpectedly had a baby face after taking off the blindfold.

Different from Sasuke's narrow, long and gorgeous eyes that are common to the Uchiha clan, Gojo Satoru's eyes are round cat eyes, very light in color, almost transparent in the sun, with a smooth face, and the nose is not the kind of thick bones type.

When he usually covers his eyes, this person's height of more than 1.9 meters naturally has a strong aura and a sense of oppression. Fortunately, there is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone is carefree, which reduces the sense of distance on his body.

Now that the blindfold is off, the head is lowered and the eyes are half-closed. When he sees himself walking, he barely lifts it up and glances through the messy hair. He unconsciously curls his mouth, looking terribly aggrieved, the whole person She was several years younger for no reason.

It's already ten o'clock, who is it for to show this appearance of only sleeping for three hours?

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Wujo Wu sat cross-legged in front of the short table, poking the rice in the bowl one after another.

The door of the Japanese room was pulled open.

The boy changed back into his clothes, and with some damp on his body, he walked across to him and sat down.

"What's wrong."

Gojo Gojo took two mouthfuls of rice, and angrily slapped his chopsticks on the table.

"The higher-ups sent me a new task," he pushed the phone to the opposite side irritably, motioning for Sasuke to read the email by himself. "Obviously there is an old man from the Kyoto High School who is in charge of the Kansai area, and he deliberately found an excuse to let me go there, so I almost asked you to do it by name."

【—Mr. Gojo, I have received a temporary mission and I have assigned you and Uchiha-kun to go together.The task information is as follows:

A window in a certain area of ​​Nara observed the formation of a suspected super-level magic spirit, killing five people within three days. Three hours ago, a first-level magician lost contact and the tent disappeared.

The location of the mantra activity is Nara Kintetsu Koriyama Station. Trains to this station have been stopped at present. Please go there as soon as possible, and protect the infrastructure of the station as much as possible during the extermination, so as to reduce the follow-up construction time.

Another: The assistant supervisor, Mr. Shimizu, was dispatched by the Kyoto High School and has already set off for Wujo House. If you are in another location, please contact him as soon as possible (tel: xxxx).

I wish you, Wu Yun Changlong.

——Ichiko]

Gojo Satoru didn't like this kind of behavior where he was obviously going to try a knife, but Sasuke was a little excited.

He has long been used to fighting in his bones, and he has been here for more than ten days, but his hands are itchy.

Sasuke handed the phone back, raised his eyes to look directly at the blue eyes of the person opposite, and then was slightly dazed by the clear blue.

"It doesn't matter, the rats who only dare to hide in the ground, even if they raise their heads vigorously, they will definitely not be able to see every feather of the sky eagle."

He showed a smile that Gojo Satoru had never seen before, mixed with arrogance and blood.

Do other people feel the same way about themselves?

Without the obstruction of the blindfold, Gojo Satoru's eyes that pushed him to the strongest position easily captured every detail of the person opposite him.

He always thought Sasuke Uchiha was an "ordinary" ninja.

The so-called ordinary does not mean that the opponent is not strong, at least in his opinion, as a 17-year-old child from another world, Uchiha Sasuke's response far surpassed him back then, and the few shots also proved that It shows that the opponent is fully capable of crushing Zenyuan Maki in the use of weapons-this is already very self-explanatory.

What Gojo Satoru thinks is ordinary means that Sasuke doesn't seem to show anything "unlike a ninja".

The ninja he knows is an easy-to-use knife, gentle and fierce, just like what Uchiha Sasuke showed during this time.

Before reaching the bondage, the other party was a little lifeless, and he didn't seem to care about life and death, but he didn't reveal anything in his words and deeds, and what he saw and heard was what he showed intentionally.

After achieving the bondage, the boy bought a lot of books, but those books are indeed the best solution for a person to quickly understand the strange world—read history first to understand the whole world; then read politics and economics to get familiar with various countries.

Convenient and low-risk, very ninja approach.

In other aspects, Uchiha Sasuke showed great tolerance, and it seemed that he really regarded Gojo Satoru as the person who held Uchiha Sasuke's knife.

He began to reveal some innocuous preferences to himself, revealed some abilities, a few weaknesses, and showed great tolerance for his own words and actions.

Even yesterday, he jokingly said that he was going to call him "Master Wu" in front of the high-level people, or asked him to endure the discomfort and take the bus, but the people across the low table finally did it.

so boring.Until just now, Gojo Satoru was still thinking this way.

No matter what purpose the other party has, no matter what Uchiha Sasuke wants to do, this ordinary look is too boring now!

It works, it works, but it doesn't make much sense.

Then he saw this smile.

This kind of arrogant smile can only be shown by people who are absolutely confident in their own strength and who are full of ambitions for the world.

This kind of smile on his own face that he saw from the reflection of the glass when exorcising the curse spirit.

It is the smile that identifies itself as the strongest.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that under such a cold and noble face, there was such a soul hidden.

It turns out that this 17-year-old child is stronger than what he can see with his six eyes.

No wonder there is such a pair of eyes, it is worthy of being a ninja who bears the curse of "love".

No matter what the reason is for the other party to show this side to himself, Gojo Satoru must admit that he has misjudged, and this boy's goal has been achieved. He is really, more and more curious about Uchiha Sasuke!

"Why, don't you want your phone?" Sasuke's hand was very steady, held in mid-air, without any tremor.

"No," Gojo Satoru reached out to take the phone, his blue eyes fixed on the person opposite, "Sasuke Uchiha, can you let me see how strong you are?"

The expression on Sasuke's face returned to calm after the proclamation, and he replied, "If that curse brings me some fun, you should be able to feel my power in those eyes."

Gojo Satoru only felt his heart start beating violently in his chest, and his intuition pushed him to send an invitation to the person opposite, "Do you want to reform the magic world with me? In my eyes, it has become too corrupt There is a cure."

"Reform? Isn't it a bit too conservative?" The boy with black hair like a crow's feather smiled again, "Gojo Satoru, what I want to see is a revolution."