The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Sasuke was wearing a light-colored long-sleeved sweater, and the zipper of the coat was half-zipped, before it could block the curse mark on his neck.

When he turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, the muscles on both sides of his neck were stretched to form a beautiful line, and the black runes on his skin floated slightly as if they were alive.

"I see," he said, "I'll finish the rest today."

Was it about an old friend, that's why you came to him?

Gojo Satoru stretched out his voice, and the person had already walked in front of him.

"Hey——" the white-haired young man was still wrapped in a blanket, and he looked somewhat similar to his old classmate from yesterday, "It's okay to be lazy occasionally, Yidizhi can assign tasks to other people."

"We're all good—it's been a long time since we sat down and chatted."

You have been here for a long time, that is, three days.

Three days ago, he was dragged and asked a bunch of meaningless questions in Gojo Wu's office by the other party, which made him feel irritable, and even Zenyuan Maki's hair suffered.

We've only known each other for a short time, so why don't you keep your distance?

Sasuke didn't know that the other party could feel his emotional fluctuations, so now he just wanted to stay away from the fully awake Gojo Satoru.

He is used to restraining his emotions. If the other party is like himself and can only notice when the other party's mood fluctuates violently, there should be no problem.

Maybe.

"No need." He put all his thoughts in his eyes, didn't look at Gojo Satoru again, pulled the zipper of his coat to the top, turned and left the room.

Gojo Satoru stuffed the last mouthful of the sandwich into his mouth. The tomato that wasn't fully covered with mayonnaise tasted too sour. Next time, let Yi Dizhi secretly buy another one.

One or two are not worrying.

-

It was still Yijizhi who accompanied Sasuke out today.

"Don't you need to attend the pre-battle meeting?" Sasuke was a little surprised when he saw him. He thought that a senior assistant supervisor like Yizhi Jiegao would definitely participate in the early preparations.

"Mr. Gojo said that I am familiar with Uchiha-kun, so I will take you to the scene today." Yizhi accepted this well, and was even a little happy.

There is no need to attend meetings that debilitate him, and there is no need to go on missions with Mr. Wujo - the other party will make earth-shattering attacks when they are interested, destroy public buildings, and sometimes they will not put down the account at all. In the end, he is the one to go aftermath.

Uchiha-kun is no less efficient than Mr. Gojo, and the movement of the technique is also small. The important thing is that he never talks nonsense. There is simply no better partner than him.

In the past two weeks, although he did not miss any tasks, Yidizhi felt that he was younger.

"That's it." Sasuke got into the car and put the knife bag in his hand on his lap.

The newly made plain Tang Dao is very similar in appearance to the Kusanagi sword he used before. They both have simple black scabbards and handles. There is only a small round fan family pattern on the scabbard. The fixed or decorative parts cannot be hung on the waist like ordinary guns.

Therefore, when he was on a mission, he would still carry the knife on his back. Although it was only a few steps from the car door to the mission location, it was too troublesome to be stopped every time to check the documents.

Wujo Satoru said that at ten o'clock in the morning, the specific deployment arrangements would be discussed, and in the afternoon, all the conjurers and other combatants who had already arrived at the school would be called together for the first explanation.

Now, it's 10:30 am.

The curse here is a first-level curse spirit.

Then it will be faster.

"...Is it over?" Yidizhi's voice sounded haggard for some reason, and his expression didn't look happy.

"You guys still have a meeting in the afternoon." Sasuke pulled down the zipper a little, the heating in the car was very good, and he just moved his hands and feet again, so there was no point in wearing a coat.

"Yes," Yidizhi started the car, "The next curse is about 10 minutes away from here, level three."

Conjurers are always in a serious shortage of manpower.So although Gojo Satoru is a super class, the objects of exorcism are not limited to the high-risk curses of the first class super class, but more common curses.

So he has never hesitated to catch students to practice, and the task is not finished anyway.

In addition, some minor curses will also be sent out with high-level tasks as "bonuses".

It's probably that kind. There was a small curse here before, but no one had time to exorcise it, and it didn't cause much impact for the time being.This time there is a high-level curse nearby, just take a detour and exorcise it.

In short, the conjurer must be allowed to maximize his efficiency, and the more curses he can get rid of in one trip, the better.

They made a long circle, expelling the three curses, and ate lunch outside by the way.

A lot of vacancies in the parking lot of the High School of Curses have been taken up, and it seems that some magicians have rushed back from the outside.

Yizhizhi and Sasuke said goodbye in a hurry, and headed towards the meeting room with the folder in their arms.

Now that the time has passed, the time is just right, and there is no chance to miss any content of the meeting, and there is no chance to be lazy.

Yizhi Jiegao, today is also a day of serious work.

"Oh Ichi, didn't Sasuke come with you?"

A voice that I didn't really want to hear appeared.

The young man with dark circles almost falling to his chin pushed his glasses, wishing very much that he was actually dreaming.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Gojo, Uchiha-kun and I separated in the parking lot." In the end, he still said so.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers and immediately changed his direction.

"Understood, then you go there first, I have something to ask Sasuke."

"Hey, no, Mr. Gojo," Ichichi turned half a circle bluntly with lack of sleep and no time to exercise, "The meeting is about to start! Do you know where Uchiha-kun is! You're going to be late!"

"It's okay, it's okay," Gojo Satoshi was already five meters away, and he waved his hand while walking, "Sasuke and I have a telepathic connection~"

what.

If I have a telepathic connection with you, Uchiha-kun will definitely cry.

Sure enough, I just wanted to be a few minutes late.

-

Gojo Satoru was indeed going to find Sasuke.

It was indeed a temporary idea, and there was nothing serious about it.

Even if there are any specific arrangements, it will definitely not be confirmed until today or even tomorrow.

He is a conjurer himself, the strongest kind, and of course he knows the group of conjurers well.

To put it bluntly, it is individuality, but to put it bluntly, each has its own way of madness. It is basically wishful thinking to expect these senior conjurers who rushed back to attend the meeting on time, quietly, and in a disciplined manner.

Noctuid Zhengdao estimated that it would take more than ten minutes just to maintain discipline.

let him see...

The existence of "restraint" allows him to vaguely perceive the position of Uchiha Sasuke, and occasionally has some emotions.

This wasn't there at the beginning, but slowly became apparent over time.

Probably on the day Qihai called him, Gojo Satoru felt that the connection with Sasuke was broken.

After establishing contact again, he suddenly noticed Sasuke's restlessness and uneasiness, and then felt as if he had really become a shikigami.

This may be because of the power of "words" and "binding".

But God, is the ear bad, Gojo Satoru thought.He clearly said at the time that this shikigami status was only "in name", why did such a thing happen?

Who would want the ability to spy on other people's privacy?

As an excellent teacher, Gojo Satoru would never take such shortcuts to solve problems!

In the first few days, he couldn't tell where his emotions came from—the young ninja was very good at concealing his emotions, at least from the outside, he couldn't tell where his emotions came from. Not from the other party, after all, working too long can always make people feel bad.

Later, he discovered that as long as he didn't deliberately think "I want to know Sasuke's position", he would not perceive the other party's position.That means, as long as you don't take the initiative to think about "Sasuke's mood", it should have the same effect.

Gojo Satoru turned a corner and saw one of his students sitting with Sasuke, feeding the cat with a rice ball in his hand, both of them had gentle expressions on their faces.

How come he has a cold, dead face to him, but he is so gentle when he is with other people.

Can't feel anything.

Why is his mind reading technique so difficult to use!Garbage mind reading!

Gojo Satoru walked over on two long legs as if he had discovered that the shit shoveler had a cat outside.

"Kelp." Gou Juanji noticed his teacher's arrival, and obediently raised his hand to say hello.

Sasuke skillfully scratched the black cat squatting beside his hand - the cat had been rubbing against him before, but now it became limp, rubbing against his arms while hooking it with its tail his wrist.

Goumaki looked at Sasuke enviously, reached out tentatively, and was twitched by the cat's tail.

"What's the matter?" There was a shadow cast by the person in front of him, Sasuke looked up, felt that his neck was uncomfortable, and then lowered his head again.

"Good afternoon, Goumaki-san." Gojo Satoru greeted the students, and put his face in front of Sasuke, "Won't Sasuke go to the meeting with me?"

"No." Sasuke held down the cat that was startled by Gojo Satoru, and gently scratched the black cat's cheek. The cat, which was a little wary when Gojo Satoru approached, lay back down again. "Tomorrow I will only follow your command. The others have nothing to do with me, so there is no need to attend the meeting." He said.

"Alright then," Gojo Satoru suddenly felt better, "I'll explain tomorrow's arrangements to you in the evening."

He reached out to touch the cat in Sasuke's arms, relying on the fact that the cat couldn't scratch him, he messed up its fur.

"Goodbye~"

The dog Juanji looked at Gojo Satoru's back in confusion, and then looked down at the black cat who was gasping wildly with anger.

What did Mr. Wutiao come here for?

Can I still touch the cat today?