The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Maybe it's been too long since such a thing happened, and the reaction of the Qingshui family and the association can be said to be slow.

Coupled with the strange self-esteem of the family, the first reaction is to block the news and go after it by yourself, and they are willing to let people see it only after tidying up the remains.As a result, only a little filth remained on the corpse, but no one was found, and the traces of the scene were completely destroyed.

Even if you find a professional trace inspector, you don't know if you can find any clues.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Gojo Satoru came out wearing a bathrobe, his hair was still dripping, and a small piece of clothes at the neckline was wet, "As long as they have too few magic tools, they should let the association bleed." he muttered.

"Don't drop the water on the ground." Sasuke threw the towel on his head, "Go back to your own room."

"This is my home, and your room is mine too."

Gojo Satoru caught the towel, rubbed his hair randomly twice, and sat down next to Sasuke with ease, reaching out to put his hand on Sasuke's shoulder.

Sasuke reached out to block it: "Wipe your hair."

"What are you looking at?" As soon as he put his hand down, Gojo Satoru's arm, which was not wiping his hair at all, immediately put on Sasuke's shoulder, even wanting to put his chin on the other shoulder.

The moist steam mixed with the artificial aroma of shampoo surrounded him.

"If you dare to drop water on me," Sasuke turned a page of the book, "I will make your hair never grow back."

Gojo Satoru fell backwards with a "bang", throwing himself to the floor.

"Don't be so cruel to me, Sasuke," said a thin layer of air between his hair and the floor, and there was no dust at all, "Generally, when you see someone's hair is not dry, you shouldn't smile and say, 'Come here. Rub' for you?"

He turned over and rubbed his head with a towel over his head.

"Wipe it for me." As he said, he pinched Rasasuke's hand, trying to get him to put down the book.

"... Have you been controlled?" Sasuke's expression was a bit indescribable.

He even opened Sharingan, stared at Gojo Satoru carefully for a while, trying to figure out what structure the other party's brain was made of.

Because he couldn't understand why the other party would behave like this.Although the other party was very familiar before, it was still normal, but recently it really made people feel a little confused.

Gojo Satoru suddenly tilted his head back.

Being watched by those eyes, no matter who it is, they will unconsciously tense up.The palms are hot, the hairs stand on end, and the heart beats faster.

But he felt that he was not nervous because of that dangerous color, but because of another reason that he still couldn't figure out.

"Aren't all the male and female protagonists in TV dramas like this? I want to experience it too." He smiled and said, "Can't you really brush my hair?"

Sasuke's eyes fell on his hands, and a few drops of water from Gojo Satoru's hair just now slipped onto the pages of the book.

"...I'm not good at wind escape," he whispered, a small whirlwind gradually formed in his palm.

Gojo Satoru poked his head excitedly.

"But," Sasuke stretched out his hand towards the opponent's head, "it's still very convenient for a haircut!"

White hairs fly.

Even though Wujo Wuyan quickly opened his hands without a lower limit, a few strands of hair were still thrown in by the wind blade.

Sasuke waved away the chakra in his hand with a bit of pity. He felt that the other party's hair should be shorter to look more pleasing to the eye, and it would be better to have a bald part in the middle.Now only a few strands are missing, not enough change.

"It's dangerous..." Gojo Satoru looked at the hair on the ground, grabbed Sasuke's wrist, and tried to drag him to his side, "Do I have to worry about driving No Limit every day?"

Sasuke broke free from the opponent easily, and moved back a little vigilantly.

"Who asked you to do something strange." He flexed and stretched his fingers, sat back down again, wrapped the hair on the ground with paper, and threw it into the trash can.

"It's not surprising that partners do this kind of thing~" Gojo Satoru stroked his hair, and finally sat down comfortably.

Why didn't he know that his partner was going to be a nanny?

"However, if it wasn't for the quick response of the Patriarch of the Qingshui family, who left a bit of filth, and your knife is specially made for hitting, today might be somewhat troublesome." The short-haired white-haired young man said, reaching out to grab a piece of snack from the table. .

Sasuke and Shimizu Shingo had a conflict in the association. When the other party went to Matsushima, Sasuke happened to be performing a mission nearby. Adding up the bits and pieces, almost all the clues were against him.

However, his sword is different from ordinary samurai swords. The blade is thinner, slightly shorter, and has almost no curvature. Even if the human body is cut without magic power, the traces left on the ground and walls have unique characteristics.

When he saw his sword, Sasuke knew that the head of the Shimizu family had actually believed that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"It can be done with or without a knife." Sasuke followed his jumping topic without any pressure.

Ninjas are extremely dependent on intelligence, and the more intelligence they have, the more confident they will be against their enemies, and vice versa.

He has always deliberately controlled the strength of his shots, and he will not use two parts to solve the problem with one part.Except for Gojo Satoru, the outside world still thinks that he is right-handed, and his spells are lightning and control pupil spells. Although his speed is fast, his attacks are powerful.It barely conforms to the conjurer's understanding of spell power.

But this is only the tip of the iceberg.

So Gojo Satoru was able to block most of the fear of Sasuke and prevent them from turning into real actions, and the association would not go to great lengths to dig a hole for him to jump.This time it should just follow the trend.

It is good to succeed, but there is no loss if you fail.

"His wound was more like the force of the wind than the knife wound," Sasuke said, "like this."

He condensed the chakra, and stroked a corner of the short table, and it immediately slid down.

Gojo Satoru picked up the small triangular piece of wood and found that the edge of the piece was very smooth, without any sawdust or broken stubble, but it was a little different from the traces of a knife cutting.

"Oh——I thought Fengdun could be used to blow hair," he sighed, and stroked his hair. "Is it so lethal?"

"Wind is cutting, and it is the strongest attribute at close range." Sasuke said. "Also, ninjutsu was originally developed to kill people."

"Wind, thunder, water, fire," Wujo Wutiao threw the small piece of wood in his hand, "I have never seen the only thing left."

"There are others."

"for example?"

"I can also perform spatial techniques."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Can you tell me this too? I talked too much today."

"There are many space-type techniques, so it's okay to tell you." Sasuke turned his head to the other side a little, "Just to let you know that I can do what Qing Shuiyan said. I can also kill him with illusion. Don't stay It's easy for him to lose consciousness because of the filth."

"As expected of Sasuke," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Do you want any rewards? Like blowing a kiss from me..."

……

"Save it for someone else."

"That can't be done, I'm not that kind of frivolous man." Gojo Wu nodded his mouth.

Obviously, the word "frivolous" is written all over his body.

Sasuke thought he should sigh.But there was actually a little smile in his eyes.

"You have many enemies," he said matter-of-factly.

"Shouldn't I say that?" Wujo Wujo rubbed his chin, "Shouldn't the normal development be that you blame yourself for causing me trouble, and then throw yourself into my arms to comfort Master Wu?"

"Are you an idiot?" Sasuke said angrily, "It's all your trouble."

Although he did bring a lot of trouble to Gojo Satoru, it was all because this person liked to ask for trouble too much, which caused him to be implicated.

"Then do you regret it? Bind me." Gojo Satoru shook his cursed wrist at Sasuke.

"No," Sasuke closed the book and put it aside, and stretched out his hand to look at the curse pattern on his wrist, "it's quite interesting."

Whether it is Gojo Satoru or this world.

……

Just when Sasuke wanted to drive him back to his room again, Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang.

"Shimizu's house." He hung up the phone, "The surveillance camera at the corner store caught a person, and they think it's a curse master."

In fact, he has basically given up on finding the murderer, and the only reason to find the police is to allow a third party to intervene and further eliminate Sasuke's suspicion.I didn't expect to find someone.

"Notify you now?" Sasuke looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock when they came back from Shimizu's house. Gojo Satoru went crazy and wanted to use the bathroom in his room. It was almost eleven o'clock now.

It was just a figure, and before he could even find out the next whereabouts of the other party, he called in a hurry.It seems really urgent.

That's right, after all, a high-level executive died without a trace. Now everyone in the Association must be in danger. After confirming that Sasuke is fine, there is no way to attack him.

"This incident is very strange no matter how you look at it." Gojo Satoru said briskly, "The way of doing it seems to be aimed at you, but the surveillance camera captured the appearance of the curse master. That curse Is Master so confident?"

Generally speaking, curse masters will not appear in the crowd without any cover.The cooperation between the conjurer and the police is limited to evacuating the crowd when exorcising the curse spirit, and the other aspects are handled by themselves.

One side knows how to be a human being with its tail between its legs, and the other side's main business is dealing with inhuman problems. These years have been relatively peaceful.Moreover, the Hyakki Yako Sasuke alone baffled the curse master in Tokyo a few years ago, and Tokyo can be described as calm for more than a month.I don't know what the curse master was thinking, he chose this time and this object to do it.

He even got his tail caught.

"They said to send me the photo..." Gojo Satoru's voice disappeared, he looked at the phone screen, and pressed his fingertips on the screen unconsciously, turning white.Then without a word he stood up and walked towards the door.

"If we find someone tomorrow, let's go together~" He said lightly as he walked.

"What's the matter? Is it someone you know?" Sasuke saw Gojo Satoru's momentary loss of focus.

But the opponent controlled it very well, and didn't let any emotion reach him.

Gojo Satoru didn't turn around completely, only showing half of his side face, with white hair hanging down in front of his eyes, making his eyes hard to see.

"It should be," he said, "After all, I haven't seen him for many years. I hope I remember his appearance correctly."

Sasuke noticed that he seemed to be smiling.

"A little, a little impatient."