The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

As soon as he got in the car, Gojo Satoru called.

"Sasuke!"

Sasuke held the phone away from his ear, he was pretty sure he hadn't been out of the car for half an hour.

"What's up?"

The joy in the voice of the person opposite was almost overflowing.

"good news--"

The driver cast a curious glance at Sasuke in the rearview mirror.

"Are you still in Chiyoda District? When are you going to come back? Do you have any plans for today?"

Just as Sasuke was about to ask the driver where they were, the other party had already spoken.

"The guest said he wanted to find an interesting place. I'm taking you in the direction of Akihabara, which is very close to here. There was an event there today, and many young people like you went there." Wearing uniform and wearing The middle-aged man with white gloves said with a smile, "I'm sorry, you can continue to make calls."

Definitely heard Gojo Satoru's loud voice.

Sasuke held the phone closer.

"The driver said to take me to Akihabara."

……

"Haha, hahahaha, did you actually take you to Akihabara?" Gojo Satoru burst into laughter on the other end of the phone, "It's very fun there, and you can stay there for a day. I strongly recommend it!"

"Say something quickly."

"When will you be less indifferent to me, Sasuke-kun," just hearing the voice, Sasuke seemed to see that bad-natured guy appearing in front of him, "I need to ask Sasuke for help, a very, very simple matter. "

He frowned.

"Please help me?"

"Yeah, it's really super simple, just pick up someone for me, and if I can, I'd like Pablo's cheese tart, it's in Akihabara."

Sasuke froze suddenly.

Gojo Satoru's mantra finally disappeared.

Then he seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and unconsciously clenched the phone tightly, and his face darkened instantly.

"is it okay?"

"Why didn't you speak?"

"Gojo Satoru," Sasuke's voice was not loud, but anyone could hear the stormy tone in his tone.

The person on the other end of the phone immediately fell silent.

"We're barely in a partnership, so I'll only say that once.

"You saved my life and helped me a lot, and I appreciate you. But, don't be so arrogant with me.

"Don't treat me as a weak person who needs charity and pity just because you are the strongest.

"Who do you think I am? Who do you want to make up for by making me up? Are you afraid of implicating me, an 'innocent' person, or do you simply think it's good for me?

"This love should be given to your students, I don't need it long ago."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Sasuke glanced at the rearview mirror, and met the driver's gaze again.The other party seemed to regard him as a rebellious student who was still in adolescence, and was making trouble against the teacher for no reason.

The other party smiled awkwardly, and parked the car on the side of the road smoothly.

"...Guest, this is the main street of Akihabara, and motor vehicles are prohibited inside, so we can only stop here."

"Thank you."

Sasuke swiped his card to pay the fare, and opened the door——

It was like stepping into another world in an instant.

The crowd was full of people.

There are colorful billboards on the buildings on the corner of the street, and there are young people in strange clothes walking on the street everywhere, wearing exaggerated accessories and strange makeup on their faces.

He held up his mobile phone and looked up at the blue sky in the distance amidst the noisy crowd. The sun had come out completely, shining bright light from between the clouds.

He really hates this kind of behavior that thinks it's good for you.

"Can you hear me?"

Sasuke asked calmly.

"Sasuke, are you..."

Gojo Satoru's voice rang out almost immediately, and now it didn't sound as frivolous as before.

"This time it is not considered to be 'bound'. Name, phone number, where to meet, send it to me, and I will bring him back."

Before Gojo Satoru could say anything else, he hung up the phone.

-

"Mr. Gojo, what happened?"

Yi Dizhi asked, and carefully glanced at the expressionless man sitting behind.

Exorcising the curse spirit went very smoothly, or in other words, it's strange that it didn't go well.

Without disturbing the other floors, it took only 15 minutes—10 of which was spent taking the elevator upstairs and searching for the spirit—to clean up the curse.

It seemed that something good happened in the middle. When Mr. Gojo came down, he flicked his mobile phone, hummed a little tune, and told him that there would be a big surprise tonight.

Always thought it would be a big shock, Yi Dizhi complained silently in his heart.

Then I got in the car and went back to the high school, called Uchiha-kun, and after a few words, it became like this.

How to do……

Could it be that something happened to Uchiha-kun?

Could it be that he encountered a special curse spirit?Or was it accidentally captured by bad guys?

Yidizhi Jiegao's face was about to be pulled into a ball, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Gojo, do you need me to drive to pick up Sasuke-kun immediately?"

"……fine."

Gojo Satoru put down the phone as if he had been awakened suddenly.

"Let's go back."

He looked down at the phone in his palm, as if looking for something to do for himself, he turned the phone upside down in his hand twice.

"Let's go back."

He said it again.

"……Yes, I understand."

-

Ten thirty in the morning.

Sasuke stood at the intersection of people coming and going and waited for a while, the phone vibrated and received two new messages.

He opened the Line - gratifyingly, the contact inside finally added a Yidichi a few days ago - Gojo Satoru's avatar frame appeared at the top of the screen.

It contains not only the name, mobile phone number, time and location of the meeting object, but also a photo of the other person.

[Five Satoru]: Thank you.

[Five Satoru]: Do you want to go to the bar together?

【Wujo Wu】: Forget that you are still underage: P.

[Gojo Satoru]: Then let's go to an izakaya. There is a restaurant in Shibuya that serves delicious chicken skewers.

【Wujo Wu】: If you don't answer, it will be assumed that you have agreed, and you will go tomorrow!

The phone vibrated continuously to receive several new messages.

Really infuriating.

Sasuke put the phone in his pocket, closed his eyes, and walked towards the bustling street.

Gojo Satoru and the high-ranking people come and go. He is still an outsider for the time being. After recovering his arm and confirming that his strength is enough to protect himself even here, he has lost his goal.

I don't want to let Gojo Satoru command me, but I don't know what I can do for a while.

The more he lived here, the more he felt his ignorance.His ability can easily complete the task of a conjurer, but it is difficult for him to adapt to the work of ordinary people.

That's why I'm going to school.

But every first grader at Ninja School knows that school isn't enough.

It's the same reason that if you get full marks in every theory test, you won't graduate if you get zero points in the practical test.

So he told Wujo Wu before that he had no purpose or plan, but simply wanted to come out and take a look.Now, Sasuke wished he could find something to divert his attention.

but--

Just because he can understand the necessity of the school, understand the sense of order in the center of the country, and want to focus on the lives of ordinary people, doesn't mean he can understand what this street is for!

Sasuke followed the flow of people into a shop——

It is filled with all kinds of humanoid ornaments, strange machine models, and colorful game CDs (some of which Sasuke saw on the coffee table in the living room).

A few others gathered in a circle, arguing quietly about which dress looked better and which version was more powerful.

Fairly normal.

The second store -

He didn't pay much attention to the exterior of the store, but only vaguely remembered that it looked like a bookstore.There are some brochures with painted green covers.

Sasuke picked up a book casually and flipped through it, and was immediately taken aback by the entangled limbs of the two men inside.

Another book is similar.

Can this kind of thing be put up for sale?

He immediately put the book back.

The girls next to me laughed softly.

——Male-oriented doujinshi are in Hall A.

It was so carefully divided.

Sasuke thanked them calmly, and almost fled the shop in despair.

Kakashi who only dared to watch "Kind of Heaven" would probably explode on the spot.

Next, he was stopped in the street by a girl in black and white uniform, who handed him a flyer with a smile, and called him "Master". For some reason, the robot coffee shop played two gashapons under the watchful eyes of passers-by.

"You actually twisted this ultra-rare pose—"

The boy who had been staring at Sasuke nervously since he tossed the coin yelled excitedly.

"Can you sell it to me? I've wanted this for a long time..."

He stared longingly at the assistant's villain, whose curly hair was messed up by the gastronomy he had just played.

"This one?" Sasuke handed the gashapon he pulled out for the second time to the opponent, watching him wanting to pounce on it.

I seem to have seen the ninja cat of Takumi Kiten.

nod nod.

"Send it to you."

He put the gashapon in the opponent's hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" The boy rushed to Sasuke, "This is really super-rare." He gestured a "super" range.

"It's ok."

"You guy——" Sasuke frowned and looked at him, "You're such a kind person!"

……

"Please let me treat you to dinner!"

"no need."

"No, if my elder sister finds out that I have taken such a big advantage, she will definitely beat me up."

why do you say...

Sasuke was inexplicably attached by the other party, and then he was dragged to eat the famous ramen in Akihabara. After eating, he went to the video game city to play fighting games all afternoon.

Although part of the reason was that the other party had been following him, Sasuke actually wanted to divert his attention, so he didn't refuse.

When the meeting time was approaching, he proposed to leave early, and the other party also said that he wanted to go home, but in the end he still walked the same way.

"Thank you~ Although your game sucks, thank you for giving me the gashapon." The curly-haired boy walked beside Sasuke with his hands behind his back, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Are people in a peaceful society so incapable of talking?

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha, where are you from the caveman? It's fine if you don't know how to play games. How did you survive in Tokyo without taking the subway!"

Sasuke held the mobile phone that was looking up the travel guide, and gave him a blank look.

He obviously didn't say anything, but the curly-haired boy seemed to have a conditioned reflex, and he immediately became obedient.

"Hi, I'm sorry, I'll just help you buy a ticket."

He quickly bought a subway ticket for Sasuke, and respectfully sent him to the ticket gate, watching Sasuke disappear into the crowd.

"Goodbye, nice to meet you today!"

"Ah, it seems that I have never asked his name."

Next time we meet, I should be able to recognize it.

-

At 45:[-] p.m., Marunouchi Station.

Sasuke entered the address into the map on his phone, followed the navigation, and walked to an office building.

The sun had completely set, but the street lights hadn't been turned on yet. Only the lights in the buildings on both sides of the street illuminated the road and the sky.

Men and women in professional attire kept coming in and out of the office building, and everyone seemed in a hurry.

He walked into the office building and sat down on the leather sofa next to the lobby, just in time to see the staff at the gate swiping their cards in and out.

Neither the receptionist at the front desk nor the security guard at the door noticed Sasuke, as if this person did not exist on the sofa, they tried their best to solve problems for other people.

At exactly five o'clock, he saw the person he was going to pick up.The other party obviously noticed him too, and walked straight towards him holding the file box.

"I'm meeting you for the first time, I'm Sasuke Uchiha."

"Nice meeting, Uchiha-kun," the tall man's voice sounded familiar, "I'm Nanami Kento."

Qihai Jianren has one-eighth of European ancestry, and he has a deeper outline, paler skin and stronger physique than Asians in appearance.

But when he stood in front of Sasuke wearing a navy blue striped suit, he didn't look very conspicuous.

With dark circles under his eyes caused by lack of rest, holding a cardboard box of personal belongings in his arms, his face was expressionless, neither happy nor surprised.

Compared with some people who hurried past behind him, it even looked a little bleak.There is no ambition in his eyes, and his body language shows that he has no enthusiasm for his work.

He looked like an ordinary, even decadent young man.

It was completely different from the photo Gojo Satoru sent him.

"Qihai," someone shouted from a distance, "is that handsome guy your younger brother? After you settle down, remember to ask him to go drink with us and introduce your new job!"

Sasuke got up and glanced over there, several men and women in professional suits gathered together, seeing him looking over, stood there laughing and whispering.

Jianren Qihai turned around, and the heels of his shoes made a slight collision sound on the ground.

"No need," he said flatly, "Since I have left my job, I don't think we need to meet again in the future. Let's go, Uchiha-kun."

He didn't look at the faces of those people any more, he turned his head and said to Sasuke who walked to his side.

"Mr. Gojo is my senior at the Curse High School. He told me that you are his shikigami. However, ordinary people seem to be able to see you." Jianren Qihai looked straight ahead and drove the car away from the parking lot.

Sasuke sat in the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt unskillfully.

"I consider myself a human being," he said, a little irritated, "but you think I'm a curse."

"I see. Did Mr. Wujo say why he asked you to pick me up?"

"No," Sasuke tore off the blindfold, "I should just want you to take me back to school."

He was still wondering why he was asked to pick up the other party, but now it seems that it may be because Qihai Jianren has a car, so he can take him a ride to the college.This made him feel a little complicated.

Jianren Qihai glanced at him, then turned to the front again.

"It's something he'll do," he concluded.

However, it is also possible that he was worried about running away again, so he found someone to dispel other thoughts.

The car was parked downstairs in a high-end apartment building.

They got out of the car and went in together.

The elevator stops on the 17th floor.

"Please come in," Jianren Qihai took a pair of slippers for Sasuke, went to the restaurant and poured a glass of water on the table in front of him. "I'm going to pack some necessities."

Sasuke habitually scanned the entire room.

There is no sign of habitation, and there are few personal items outside. On the table, there are only a few newspapers, a TV remote control, a half-drunk glass of wine, and a picture frame turned upside down.

Cool and cool.

Jianren Qihai quickly walked out with a travel bag.

"Let's go, Uchiha-kun. Other work will be handled by the moving company."

He put the photo frame on the table into the bag, washed the cup and put it away, his eyes stayed on Sasuke's face for a while, and then calmly moved away.

-

Jianren Nanami drives differently from Yizhizhi.

Although both of them are skilled in driving and abide by traffic rules, Yidizhi always has to be distracted to deal with Gojo Satoru's whimsical ideas when driving, so he has always maintained a cautious attitude towards driving.

And Jianren Qihai was simply driving seriously.Calm, focused, as if nothing could disturb him.

It was the same when they were eating nearby just now.

After briefly asking Sasuke about his taboos, he drove to the nearby Matsuya.

Before eating, say "I'm starting", put down the chopsticks and say "thank you for the hospitality", treat all the food on the plate equally, and eat neatly.

Jianren Qihai drove on the road calmly. When eating, he took off his tie and put it in his pocket, and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

He seemed to be a little more relaxed now, holding the steering wheel with one hand, resting the elbow on the automatic gear with the other hand, listening to the navigation on the mobile phone and typing directions from time to time.

Sasuke propped his head up and looked out the window. They had already left the busiest area, but it was the rush hour for get off work, and there were many cars no matter which road it was.

The sun sets early in winter, and it was already dark when they left the apartment, and now it was completely dark blue.

But the street was even brighter than daytime. The dancing neon lights and the car lights coming from the opposite direction were strong and dazzling, making his eyes a little sour.

He couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and tapped his knees impatiently with his fingertips.

"If you don't mind, please use this."

Jianren Nanami groped around the ceiling above his head, took out a pair of sunglasses from the glasses case and handed them to Sasuke.

"There are disinfectant wipes on the car door, I think it can help more or less."

"Thank you." Sasuke realized that he was a little out of control, but he still thanked him, took the glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose - although those high-frequency flickering cannot be blocked by the sunglasses, it will be somewhat more comfortable than before.

The car drove away from the urban area smoothly, and soon, they were the only car left on the road, and the light of the street lamps also turned cold white.

Jianren Qihai's cell phone rang.

It is Wujo Satoru.

The blond man touched his pocket and tapped on the phone screen.

"Seven~kai~, where are you, are you with Sasuke?"

Gojo Satoru's frivolous voice, which Sasuke had heard countless times these days, immediately filled the space in the car.He pressed down on the fingertips that were about to tap his knee again.

"There is still half an hour to the high school."

Qihai Jianren opened the navigation interface and glanced, "Uchiha-kun is by my side, you can tell me directly if you have something to do, I don't have a Bluetooth headset."

"...It's okay." Gojo Satoru's voice seemed to be half a beat behind, but his tone was still light and airy, "I just can't wait to see you, Qihai, your room has been arranged, and Yidi will be there later. The parking lot is waiting for you. Do you know where the parking lot is?"

"I have navigation, please don't worry." Jianren Qihai said coldly. "Also, please don't say things that are easily misunderstood."

"I'm telling the truth," Gojo Satoru said with a smile in his voice, but it was not the same as his usual tone when speaking to Sasuke, "...Sasuke won't misunderstand."

He completely ignored the key points of Jianren Qihai's words.

Sasuke listened to them talking a few more words, and suddenly remembered where he had heard Nanami Jianren's voice, and what's more, what was the difference in the tone of Gojo Satoru and Qihai Jianren when they spoke.

He remembered that before the extermination of the clan, Shisui joined Anbe earlier than Itachi, and there he met a ninja who was not from the Uchiha clan, but was excellent in fire escape and illusion——Aoba Yamashiro.

He took the other party to the tribe several times to play with Brother Itachi, Sasuke also heard Brother Itachi complained that Shisui even gave the other party one of his own crows.

How did he react?

It should be comforting my brother, and I can't help but secretly laugh at the same time - so my brother can practice with me.

Thinking about it now, this person might have died.

Jianren Qihai hung up the phone.

"Is there a problem, Uchiha-kun?"

Sasuke withdrew from the memory, "He trusts you very much."

That's why the tone of the person on the other end of the phone is so comfortable. Although there is still a little rust caused by time, Gojo Satoru seems to have determined that the other party is different from himself, his students, and even Fu Heihui. His long-awaited, returning companion.

Nanami Kento gave him a strange sideways glance, "Compared to me, he should trust you Uchiha-kun more."

Sasuke looked at the paper bag in his hand and smiled.

"No, he doesn't trust me, he just 'knows' that I have no reason to betray him." He said mockingly.

Even to say "betrayal" is a bit too much. He and Gojo Satoru are only bound together by restraint. The other party can see that he has no sense of belonging to everything here. Except for necessary actions, other times are basically It's going with the flow.

Without his existence, how would the world work or how it would work, how Gojo Satoru wanted to reform or how he could reform.

For Gojo Satoru, he was just a whim of the other party.

It's like a child who suddenly picks up a fun toy. When the excitement is over, he will throw the toy aside and return to his partner.

But for him, Gojo Satoru was a life-saving straw.

The pain before coma, the weakness after waking up, and the suffocation of being rejected. Every time I am saved, I am surrounded by the shadow of this person.

The consequence of not wanting to establish contact with other people is that he unilaterally established too deep a connection with Gojo Satoru.It will even be affected by the opponent's power to reason.

He has recognized this.

Angry?

When I first realized this in the morning, I was very angry.

He also said a lot of incomprehensible things to Gojo Satoru like a child.

Thinking about it now, the other party didn't do anything wrong, but he himself made the same mistake as before.

-

eight pm.

Before they drove into the parking lot, they saw Yidichi Jiegao standing on the side of the road.

It is really a reliable worker who is on call 24 hours a day, seven days a week.

"...Long time no see, Senior Qihai!" Yidizhi Jiegao opened his eyes wide in surprise when he saw the figure getting out of the car. "Mr. Wujo said that there was a big surprise today, but I didn't expect you to come back." His tone sounded very happy.

"And Uchiha-kun, good evening." He didn't ignore Sasuke who got on and off from the co-pilot.

"Long time no see, Yidizhi." Jianren Qihai walked around to the back seat, took out the travel bag and locked the car.

"Let's go, Mr. Wujo said let me take you to the dormitory first, and principal Noctua Moth will be waiting for you in the office at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"I see. I'll be there on time."

After waking up for so many days, Sasuke has walked this road many times.Every time is with Gojo Satoru.

This is the first time I have walked this road at night with other people.

Yidizhi walked in front of them, the stone lanterns on both sides of the road were dimly lit, making his shadow lengthen and shorten continuously.

Qihai Jianren carried a travel bag and followed behind unhurriedly, taking almost the same distance with each step, and the hard soles made regular footsteps on the stone slab.

Sasuke said goodbye to the other two as they were about to go the other way.

"Uchiha-kun," Nanami Kento called to stop the black-haired boy standing at another intersection, his blond hair was soft and bright even in the night.

"For Mr. Gojo," his voice was still as quiet as ever, "being able to do what you said is already the beginning of 'trust'."

Sasuke froze for a moment, then nodded at him as an answer.

"See you later." He watched the boy jump up to the roof and disappear into the bright moonlight.

-

There are also several stone lanterns in front of Gojo Satoru's courtyard, emitting a soft light in the night.

Sasuke jumped in a few times, took off his shoes and stepped barefoot on the wooden floor of the corridor, and opened the door of the living room.

The light inside was still on, and Gojo Satoru raised his head from the sofa and greeted him backwards.

"Welcome back--"

His eyes lit up, and for some unknown reason, he turned from lying on the sofa to lying on the sofa, his eyes staring brightly at the bag in the assistant's hand.

“PABLOmini’s cheese tart!”

Sasuke let him take the paper bag in his hand, couldn't wait to take a big bite of the golden-yellow snack, and went to the dining room to pour a glass of water.

He saw the laptop on the coffee table in the living room, with a water glass and a pair of flat glasses next to it.

It seemed that the other party had been in the living room for a while.Usually at this time, he usually stays in the room, but today he thought about coming to the living room.

"Sasuke, why are you standing there?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him from a distance in the living room, his eyes were bright and clear.It was as if nothing had happened in the morning.

Sasuke turned his back and exhaled lightly, flushed the cup and put it into the cupboard, then turned and approached the people sitting in the living room.

"Has there been more tasks?"

He stood in front of Gojo Satoru, who looked up at him, the whites of his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

"Only a little bit. I'll always be busy at the end of the year." Wujo Satoru said.

Sasuke watched him quietly for a while.Gojo Satoru also looked at him without speaking.

"I need your spell power," he said, "you see."

This morning, the last bit of mana that Gojo Satoru had left in his body also dissipated.

Sasuke knew it wasn't going to affect him at the moment - but the feeling that something snapped was too much for him to bear.

That's why he said those words in a feverish manner, and then realized the impact of this connection of power on his whole being.

Why did he let go of Wujo Satoru so quickly, let him get close, and even consider using a shadow clone to achieve it even when he is away from him...

He has been trying to resist that feeling all day today, communicating with passers-by, and doing other things to divert his attention... But the more he resists, the more he feels that if he completely cuts off this connection, his identity here will also die.

As Liu Dao said, he needs to blend in here.

"I felt it in the morning, and I want to tell you too. Although I don't know what's going on, it seems that the two of us are bound."

The white-haired man smiled and stretched out a hand to him. On the white wrist was the same black curse pattern as his.

Sasuke put his hand up and held the opponent's wrist, and his own wrist also placed on the opponent's palm, pressing down on the position where the "shackle" was.

Gojo Satoru's hands were dry and warm, with calluses formed from years of exercise.

His calluses are mainly concentrated on the inner side of the palm, unlike Sasuke, who used to wear thick calluses on almost every joint from the fingertips, and then shed the skin continuously with the passage of time, and finally only a thin layer remained. Attaches flexibly to the surface of the skin.

In comparison, Sasuke's hands are rougher.

A soft mantra surged from where their skins touched, entangled between the chakras, and joined the chakra circulation in his body.

A small strand of chakra left from his body at the same time, lingered on Gojo Satoru's wrist for a while, and stopped under his skin.

The circle of black lines seems to have become more distinct.

Connected again.It was as if the mood was suddenly soothed.so terrible.

Gojo Goku stretched out his fingers and looked at Sasuke inquiringly, as if he wanted to say something suddenly.

Sasuke pulled his hand away.

"Give me part of the task." He said nonchalantly, "There is a way to save effort, it's not your style."

"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru frowned, and he felt as if his mood had suddenly turned bad, "But weren't you still angry with me this morning? Are you not angry?"

"That's why you have to go." Sasuke stunned impatiently, "That's it, I'm back."

He turned and went back to the room.

"Remember to wait for me tomorrow—"

Gojo Satoru's voice came from behind.

-

Sasuke went to the izakaya with Gojo Satoru.

"You must try the grilled beef tongue here," Gojo Satoru pointed to the menu recommendation with great interest, "Elderwood sparkling water is also delicious."

"You can order," Sasuke pushed the menu to him, "I can do the same as you."

"Are you sure? I'm a firm sweetie."

"It's ok."

So he unceremoniously ordered two servings of food according to his preferences.

The waiter put the kebabs and other food on the table one after another. Sasuke reached out and picked up a string of beef tongue. The reddish-brown sauce wrapped the juicy meat, and the thick taste filled the whole mouth at once.

"How, is it not bad?"

Gojo Satoru also picked up a string of ox tongue and put it into his mouth with enjoyment.

"Yeah." Sasuke took a sip of the elderberry sparkling water, and it was indeed sweet.

Halfway through eating, Gojo Satoru spoke.

"What you said before..." His fingers flicked on the glass full of water droplets, and the dark glasses on his face made it difficult to see where his eyes were.

"Actually, that's right."

"do not mind."

Their voices merged together.

Gojo Satoru laughed, "I have a good understanding, Sasuke."

"Well, it's really embarrassing to say such a thing."

He took a long gulp of sparkling water with an extra scoop of ice cream.

"Then don't say it."

The black-haired boy was sitting upright across from him—Gojo Satoru found that even on weekdays, the other party seldom showed a relaxed posture, no matter what he did, it was difficult for people to find fault.

Emotions rarely have big ups and downs.

"Why, I was finally willing to talk about these things with others, don't you want to hear it? Don't wait until it's overdue~"

he said jokingly.

"No need."

Sasuke took a bite of the side dish, it was still sweet.It's even so sweet that it's a bit bitter, and it's almost like sticking your throat.

"you're not wrong."

Gojo Satoru looked at the person opposite, the chandelier above his head cast a shadow on his brow bone, making it difficult for him to see the expression in the other person's exposed eye.

His heart moved slightly.

When he was a child, the only time he was taken out by his mother was when he saw butterflies in early spring resting on the branches, their wings fluttering slightly in the air.

That's probably how I feel now.

"Sasuke, do you really think so?" Gojo Satoru asked.

He really never considered how the other party lived in another world.

I didn't particularly care about what the other party thought as a powerful ninja.

The other party never said it, so he ignored it.

I think this is a condition of reciprocity, you just need to complete it, why bother to think so much?Leave everything to me, okay?

Sasuke raised his head, Gojo Satoru saw his eyes as clear as black jade.

"Why are you so long-winded? You said it yesterday and you still have to say it today."

Gojo Satoru couldn't see anything on his face, his tone was the same as before, and his expression was equally indifferent.

A strange impatience suddenly arose in his heart, which made him not want to continue the conversation.

I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that I can't ask anything.

So he also messed up the other party's hair.

"Five Enlightenments!"

Gojo Wu tilted his head and showed a smile that didn't deserve to be beaten, "Who told you to call me long-winded."

Take your time, there is plenty of time anyway.

Slow down for more than a week.

-

"Glass—" Gojo Satoru sat across from the house, "It's so boring——"

The long-haired female doctor had a cigarette dangling from her mouth and didn't lift her head from her desk.

"Go to your good student if you're bored, don't bother me here," she held a pen indifferently, "I still have a dozen reports to write, and I don't have time to play games with you."

Gojo Satoru ignored her.

"so boring--"

He said it again.

Jia Ruozi dropped the pen on the table.

"What? Have you lost interest in your new toy?"

Gojo Satoru glanced at her from under the sunglasses.

"I didn't think of him as a new toy," he said, "but Sasuke hasn't been quite right lately." Neither have I.

The doctor moved his stiff shoulders and looked up with interest.

"You picked him up in early November, and it's been a little over a month now. How do you know something's wrong with him recently?"

Gojo Satoru took out a piece of chocolate from the cabinet and threw it into his mouth, wrapping it around with his tongue.

"Hmm...feeling."

He hesitated for a long time, and gave an answer that was not an answer at all.

"What good did you do again?"

Generally, when Gojo Satoru pushes the reason to his own feelings, it proves that this person has definitely done something strange