The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 117

"Are you going to ask for leave as soon as school starts?" When Sasuke came out of the homeroom teacher's office, he happened to meet Nioh and Yagyu, both of whom were carrying tennis bags. Although they had already quit the tennis club, they still seemed to want to take advantage of the first day of school, wasn't it? Go to the stadium and play for a while when you are so busy.

It is estimated that in less than three days, the teacher will take these third-year students back to the classroom one by one, let them study hard, and prepare for the college entrance examination next year.

Nioh Masaharu raised his hand to greet Sasuke.

Sasuke nodded at him: "Something happened recently."

Probably still a matter of the magic world, Nioh Masaharu thought.

"Then... wish you all the best." He said, as if thinking of something, "You won't repeat a grade, will you?"

Liu Sheng looked at his friend with a strange expression.

Did you say that?

Uchiha Sasuke's reaction was a bit strange.

He froze for a moment, as if Nioh Masaharu had really poked a sore spot, he was silent for a moment before answering: "Probably not."

"Leave him alone," Yagyu covered Nioh's mouth, "Your attendance is absolutely fine."

Sasuke didn't think of that.

He suppressed that subtle feeling, said goodbye to the two, turned and walked down the stairs.

I just remembered Wujo Wu again.

-

"Then I'm ready to go. If you want to bring anything, you can call and tell me," Gojo Satoru was wearing casual clothes, with sunglasses hanging on the neckline, revealing a beautiful section of collarbone and blue, bright eyes. "Bring you a present."

Lihai University’s summer vacation ends at the end of August, and the start of school coincidentally. Wujo Wu’s air ticket is on August 31, and the next day is the first day of Lihai University’s new semester. Everyone goes to collect textbooks and start classes. After the meeting, you can leave on your own, and the formal classes begin after the weekend.

But at least until the magician comes back, Sasuke will not stay at the school every day. What he has to do is to follow Gojo Satoru's "order" to guard Lehu and prevent anyone from saving it.

Gojo Satoru will be away for ten days, and during this time, Sasuke needs to know how the real man and the curse master will rescue Lehu, and if it goes well, maybe he can learn more about the opponent's plan.

Sasuke stood barefoot on the floor, looked at a small suitcase next to Gojo Gojo's feet, and looked up at Gojo Gojo.

He hesitated for a moment, rarely feeling that he should say something.

What can be said?

He has no experience in saying goodbye to others, and it doesn't seem like it's something worth saying goodbye to. It's only ten days, and a random long-distance mission is enough for Sasuke to kill several times that amount of time.

But Gojo Satoru was looking at him, his blue eyes were like those of a lake in a mountain that a ninja saw on a certain mission, and the circle near the shore was light and transparent, so clear that even the ripples on the sand at the bottom of the water could be seen clearly. In the middle, the lake suddenly becomes deeper, deep and quiet, still transparent, but people can't see what's going on below.

He was covered in blood at the time, both his own and the enemy's. He finally got rid of the pursuers. In order to wash off the bloody smell on his body, he plunged into it when he passed there, and kept poking down until the light was on top of his head. It becomes blurred and soft, and the blood on the skin and clothing can be seen turning into wisps of dark mist, carried by the invisible water flow, floating around and disappearing.

Sasuke's mouth was tightly shut, but the lake water squeezed his chest and limbs from all directions, causing tiny air bubbles to flow out from his lips, rapidly growing, rising, and finally dissipating before leaving the water.

Wujo Wu's eyes are a bit like that pool of water, or in other words, Wujo Wu's eyes are more and more like that pool of water.

The conjurer oppressed Sasuke's chest with a gentle, calm, and irresistible gaze like lake water, making some words he never thought of saying leave his lips naturally like bubbles.

"...if there is, I will tell you." Sasuke said.

He will call.

Although it was nothing strange, Sasuke still felt a little uncomfortable. He sensed that Yiji Jie Gao was coming from not far away, and reminded Gojo Satoru a little abruptly: "Ijichi is here."

Gojo Satoru can feel it without reminding him.

Gojo Satoru smiled: "There is still a distance, and now I have to wait for him in the sun when I go out, it's very hot."

Moreover, ten days later, Gojo Satoru didn't know if he could continue to look at Sasuke in this mood.

He didn't like the ambiguity and the feeling that things were out of his control.

Hence the need for an undisturbed environment and a time free from trifles.

Although ten days was not a long time, it was enough for him to sort out the slightly chaotic relationship with Sasuke and come up with a solution that was as suitable as possible.

Ten days.

Sasuke was wearing loose black home clothes, with the same black curse lines on his neck and wrists, and his black hair was restlessly curled up on his head—his hair was always like this, Gojo Sato, it was soft to the touch— The eyelashes are long and thick, but only the right black eye is exposed.

Speaking of which, Sasuke hasn't released Sharingan outside this house for a long time.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to push aside the opponent's bangs, pressed the handle of the suitcase and looked at the black-haired boy for a while: "Are you tired of writing Sharingan all the time?"

Yidizhi Jiegao walked quite fast.

"Not tired." Sasuke replied.

There are cells between the Thousand Hands in his body, and the side effects of the eternal kaleidoscope have almost completely disappeared. If you just open Sharingan, the Chakra consumption is actually not much.

"That's good," Gojo Satoru straightened up, pulled off the collared sunglasses and hung them on the bridge of his nose, "Wait for me to come back...no, it's fine."

He swallowed the rest of the words.

It's better to tell Sasuke what he thinks instead of talking back.

Sasuke didn't seem to know exactly what he was struggling with.

Gojo Satoru looked at the boy's unknowingly raised eyebrows, and remembered the changes in Hisuhito, the question Kei suddenly found him one day, and many other trivial things.

Sasuke always made this kind of action very concealed, wrapped in a tricky and dangerous appearance, and carefully kept a distance from others.

"how?"

The white-haired man suddenly leaned forward slightly, and pulled Sasuke to the uppermost lever through the suitcase.

It's a rather restrained hug.

The tip of Sasuke's nose touched the cloth on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, but other than that, he could only feel the opponent's hand go around his back and press lightly on his shoulder, causing a burst of heat to appear there .

It can even be said that Gojo Satoru's behavior is most in line with social etiquette.

But before the fleeting hug ended, the conjurer said, "Nothing, just wanted to thank you, Sasuke, thank you."

It does not contain any other feelings, it is just a thank you as a collaborator, or a partner. From this aspect, what he has gained during this period has far exceeded what he has given, Wujo Wuxiang.

"Don't rush, Yizhizhi, it's definitely because you didn't drive fast enough to catch the plane!" He straightened up, raised his voice in response, laughed again, put his fingers together and saluted Sasuke playfully, "In the next few days I will leave it to you, and I will contact you at any time if you need anything.”

Then he left with a suitcase that didn't contain a few clothes.

-

Sasuke carried his schoolbag and walked in the air-conditioned teaching building, once again feeling the same uncontrollable heat as when he was standing in the entrance.

Gojo Satoru walked very simply yesterday.

However, he stood in the entrance for a long time, and returned to the bedroom until Wujou's mantra disappeared from his perception. He tidied up the room all afternoon, stayed in the forest with the white snake for a while at night, and went back to rest early.

The plane flew for most of the day and the whole night, as if it would never end.

This morning, when Sasuke opened the refrigerator door, he subconsciously wanted to take out the cheesecake inside and defrost it—he never ate it, but Gojo Satoru always sat across from him holding the cake while eating breakfast, complaining pitifully I can't eat desserts with the right taste, Sasuke is said too much by him, so he will take out this kind of sweets and put them on the table when making breakfast.

But the refrigerator is mostly empty.

Yidizhi probably came here yesterday, and cleaned up and took away all the desserts that couldn't fit inside, leaving only the ingredients that Sasuke usually used, causing him to reach out and feel empty.

Gee.

With a twist of his wrist, he picked up the eggs and bacon next to him, thought for a while and grabbed the milk, and closed the refrigerator door with his elbow.

Looks like it hasn't landed yet, Sasuke thought.

After eating breakfast, he changed into Lihai University's school uniform, and moved his shoulders somewhat uncomfortably.

Unlike the high school uniforms specially designed for combat, Li Haida's suit shirts are indeed not suitable for activities. The buttons must be fastened to the top, and with bandages, it always gives people a feeling of being out of breath.

Sasuke bit a corner of the bandage in his mouth, fixed the bandage on his neck with one hand, and wrapped it around his neck twice with the other hand, then tied it, tucked his tail in and hid it, and glanced at the mirror. Make sure those spell lines are covered under the bandages.

Fortunately, I don't need to go to school in the past few days, I just need to cover it up today.

He fastened his tie, stepped on the leather shoes that he would only wear to school—also completely unsuitable for combat—slung his schoolbag on his shoulders, and casually greeted behind him: "I'm going..."

Sasuke swallowed the rest of the sentence.

He slammed the door irritably and walked into the yard, closed his eyes, and disappeared in place in an instant.

On the first day of school, something always reminded Sasuke Gojo Satoru of his existence.

Even Nioh Masaharu was reminding him.

Sasuke unconsciously rubbed the screen of the phone in his pocket, as if reminded by him, the phone vibrated immediately.

It was Gojo Satoru's text message. It seemed that the plane had finally landed.

He walked down the stairs, originally wanting to find a place to teleport directly back to the high school, but he frowned unconsciously when his perception spread.

There are two chakra nodes in Kanagawa, one in Rikkai University and the other in Nioh Masaharu's room. Originally, Tokyo should have two coordinates, but now there is only one white snake left, which is not in the high school.

Jianren Qihai probably took the knotweed out to do the mission.

And the other faint coordinate is different from the other three Chakra coordinates, because there is a bondage between Sasuke and Gojo Satoru, and the power can only be perceived by him when the power is connected, and Gojo Satoru's own mantra.

In the past half a year, Gojo Satoru's mantra has been bright and constant in Sasuke's perception, just like him, he will not restrain his sense of existence at all.

At this moment, it was White Snake's chakra that became clearer.Then came Li Haida's, then Niwang's, and finally Wujo Wu's mantra.

Although the reincarnation eye does not need Sasuke to "perceive" all the nodes when performing space transformation, but can directly "see" the position of the nodes-his perception range is not so large-but at least now, if it is not bound , Sasuke suspected that he could not see Gojo Satoru's mantra at all.

The world is just too big.

And he hasn't gone out so far, as if this place has really become some kind of long-term foothold.

But this kind of relationship will always end, Sasuke thought, when the bondage is lifted, he will leave the high school, and Gojo Satoru will continue to be his strongest, it doesn't matter if there is a shikigami like Uchiha Sasuke.

He pushed open the side door of the teaching building impatiently, and walked into the steaming sun. Without the white snake, he couldn't go back directly, so he could only wander slowly from the campus to take a taxi.

The sun burned Sasuke's black hair.

He walked past the dilapidated small garden that had been blown up by Leuhu. He passed a few students who were probably bullying others and stopped temporarily when they saw him pass by. He continued walking for a while, and stopped suddenly .

"...Block your eyes, are you the same as Uchiha Sasuke..."