The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 110

Gojo Satoru stared at Sasuke behind the sunglasses, feeling his hairs stand on end.

The latter didn't seem to feel that he had done anything strange just now. Although the slight curvature of the corner of his mouth was only a flash in the pan, the smile in his eyes had not completely faded. He stayed on the white-haired man for a while, then moved back to the front, with a peaceful expression Watching the game in the infield.

He also calmly bowed his head and replied an email to Nioh Masaharu.

what is this?

The conjurer messed up his hair: "How can you do this?"

He blamed Sasuke frantically.

This is definitely a foul!

Sasuke was suddenly accused, completely unable to figure out what strange thing he had done, turned his head to see Gojo Satoru.

As a result, someone put his hand on his face and pushed his head to the side. Only the other two people in the front row who turned their heads to look at them with inexplicable expressions - Keigo Atobe who knew Gojo Satoru, and Yushi Ninzu.

He grabbed Gojo Satoru's wrist and pulled it, but he didn't pull it, "Let go, I won't look at you."

Gojo Satoru seemed to exert more force, the muscles in his arms tensed up, and he kept his hand in mid-air, maintaining a posture that prevented Sasuke from turning his face away, and would not push him to the other side .

Atobe Keigo's expression became more subtle, he put his fist in front of his lips, nodded politely at him, and turned his head back.

Why did Nioh Masaharu get involved with people in the magic world?It's not Wujo Satoru I know, but another guy who looks very cold-tempered.

Moreover, the atmosphere between these two people is really delicate,

However, this is not something he should consider, Keigo Atobe thought,

……

Gojo Satoru took the wrong medicine today, right?

The boy with blond hair and blue eyes had a knowing expression on his face, which made Sasuke purse his lips uncomfortably.

His palm found the elbow joint along the opponent's forearm, and immediately, a bright purple electric current flashed between the white palm and the cloth.

There was very little chakra released, and nothing could be seen from the outside world. There was no trace left on the thin fabric of the sleeves of the sweater, and there was no pain in the stimulated part.

But it was enough to make people feel relieved, let him pinch the opponent's elbow, and remove Gojo Satoru's slightly hot palm that was pressing on his cheek.

Without turning his head, Sasuke could feel the shocked expression on the other side.

"...It's hot." He explained.

"So you call me?"

Although it was only numb for a while, he was still shocked.The last time he was shocked was last year, and today he was shocked for such a trivial matter?

If you don't even look at him, you really have a guilty conscience.Fortunately, Sasuke didn't look at him.

Gojo Satoru didn't get an answer, and turned his head back with a mess of thoughts in his head, trying to divert his attention by focusing on watching the game.

Sasuke School's little curly tee.

Bah, Lihai is big.

The ball flew back.

Why is Sasuke laughing.

The ball flew past again, brushing a man's ankle and hitting the ground.

It was the first time Sasuke said "thank you" to him just now.

……

"I'll go out for a while, it's too hot." When the cheerleaders yelled slogans again and heated up the atmosphere of the scene, Gojo Satoru suddenly stood up from his seat, straddled his long legs to the aisle at the back of the venue, "Are you connected to that volcano head? I want to punch him."

His voice was not loud, as if he was just talking to himself.

There was a tuft of hair on the back of Sasuke's head that was always sticking up.

……

Today, immediately, he was going to beat up that volcano head.

The black-haired boy didn't look back: "Today?"

"I'm going to meet the night moth tonight, let him dove for a while," Gojo Satoru said without hesitation, staring at the little tuft of hair, "You can also participate in the school's celebration after the game."

Sasuke turned his head sideways, and Gojo Satoru's heart tightened, but the boy didn't turn around completely, but tilted his head slightly to the side and back, his eyes were blocked by the slightly longer black hair, and only the tip of his nose was exposed, "I see."

Gojo Satoru strode away, feeling that after he left, Sasuke turned his head completely, and his eyes fell on his back.

……

Isn't it just a "thank you"?

Too rude.

The final was going to be five rounds anyway, so even though Gojo Satoru finished drinking a milkshake with double sugar and eating a few desserts outside, when he returned to the stadium, the final singles match had just begun.

Seiichi Yukimura stood in the arena, with a coat over his shoulders, and with a sharp smile on his face, he shook hands with the head of Makino Fuji.

Gojo Satoru put his pockets in his pockets, so he didn't sit in the seat at all, but leaned against the railing next to him, with his legs on the ground, staring at the arena in a daze.

This time, Sasuke looked up at him.

"I've already notified it," he said flatly, "Is it still the same place you made an appointment with Night Moth?"

At this moment, Gojo Satoru could look at the black-haired boy nonchalantly, "Yes, it's still the same place, and the time hasn't changed."

He has a lot of things to do, so Yidizhi will make a schedule, and some activities can be determined in advance.For example, at the beginning of every month, he would meet with Noctua Righteously. The other party has been sheltering and cultivating batch after batch of excellent magicians, so he did not hide some things from Noctua, some information that others did not know Will spend this time communicating with each other.

When Sasuke first arrived here, he took the other party to meet Masamichi Noctua once. At that time, Sasuke was still very docile, Wujo Wuxiang.

He blinked, dismissing the memory.

However, what Noctua Moth Zhengdao knew certainly did not include what they were planning now.

After all, there are too many involved, so we still need to be more stable.

After today, he will probably be able to go one step further and force those rotten oranges.

But should we kill the volcano head?

Sasuke nodded, "I'll be in the high school." He said.

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In the end, Gojo Satoru didn't stay until the end of the game - it was beyond Sasuke's expectation that he could spare most of the day to sit in the stadium safely.

So after confirming that there will be additional entertainment in the evening, he quickly called Yidizhi, and left the gymnasium half an hour later, saying that he would go back and sort out the things that should be shown to Noctuma Zhengdao, so that when he was late, the other party I can also do something.

Sasuke always felt that the real reason was not the case.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a little pity.

Yukimura Seiichi won without any suspense.

In other words, the overall level of the main election of the Lihai University Tennis Club is much higher than other schools, and the finals did not appear too anxious.It’s not that other schools don’t have excellent players, but Lihai University had the largest number of junior high school students who participated in the U17 that year. In the three years of high school, no one failed to persevere. Maybe a single game may be lost, but overall In other words, no school can compare with them.

He left the arena with the flow of people, and once again saw Nioh Masaharu, and Liu Renji beside him.

"When did the relationship between you and King Ren become so good?" Liu Lian Er greeted him and said jokingly.

"Before you know it," Nioh Masaharu put his arm on the other's shoulder with a smile, "I managed to pull Uchiha over."

They were both in a good mood.

"Congratulations." Sasuke said, "There was indeed a little accident before."

Liu Lian'er smiled, "Don't worry, didn't you come in the end? Thank you."

He looked at the expression of the black-haired boy, and felt that his action of letting Uchiha Sasuke integrate into Rikkai Daiichi had somewhat achieved some results, and then Nioh Masaharu grabbed his neck.

"How are you going back later?" The white-haired boy looked behind Sasuke, "Where's your...friend?"

Nioh Masaharu thought for a while, and found a more common word to describe Gojo Satoru.

Although Sasuke still didn't think Gojo Satoru and him were friends, he didn't deny it, "Gojo went back first, you should have seen him, Liu. I'll go directly to him later."

"Hey," Nioh Masaharu looked at Liu Lianji curiously, "So you also know Mr. Gojo? You are very strict, military advisor."

Liu Lian'er raised her eyebrows, "Of course the data needs to be kept secret." He nodded to Sasuke, "Then Nioh and I will go back later, and we will meet again when we have time."

After they left, Sasuke found a blind spot and launched Huangquan Hirazaka, and in an instant, he crossed half of Tokyo City and appeared in the underground of the high school.

To be more precise, it was Yuzu Hirohito who was holding a curse, sitting on the sofa and concentrating on watching the bad movie recommended by Gojo Satoru.

"Wow!"

Knotabagi Yuhito was startled by him, and subconsciously jumped back, almost turning over with the whole sofa.

The white snake on his knee bounced up swiftly, landed on the sofa cushion, slightly lowered his head at Sasuke, and slid into the cuff of the black-haired boy.

"Mr. Uchiha?" Hirohito Kojou glanced at Sasuke in shock, and subconsciously raised the mantra farther away, "Why are you here? Did you have something to do with me?"

Sasuke motioned him to sit down, and sat down on another single sofa, "...it's okay, you can continue watching."

Although Sasuke and Gojo Satoru said that it would be most suitable for him to stay by the side of Kojou Yujin, but now Kojohi Yuhito hides in the ground every day, never leaving the door, and concentrates on practicing from the most basic control of spell power. He didn't come here often, and only kept the white snake by his side.

His eyes rested on Yuzu Yuren.

At least for now, it seems that Yuzu Yuhito is not very depressed, and the flow of mana power is also very stable. He is earnestly carrying out the tasks assigned by Gojo Satoru and trying his best to become stronger.

Why is Gojo Satoru always feeling ups and downs recently, and also a little irritable from time to time?

Is it because he didn't give the other party the response he wanted?

Knotaba Yuhito was a little nervous being stared at by another person, and he glanced over unconsciously: the black-haired Shikigami was looking at him calmly, his sense of presence was so thin that it was almost non-existent, but the sense of oppression brought by his sight was indeed true. It does exist.

He suddenly felt a little frustrated, obviously he looked about the same age, why both Fuguro and Nagasaki could be regarded as competent conjurers, Uchiha Sasuke was already powerful enough to be terrifying, yet he still couldn't even control his conjuration power okay?

Obviously he should be able to become stronger, so that he can give himself and others the right death.

"Do you think you have any mission?" Uchiha Sasuke asked suddenly.

Kunzhang Youruhito shuddered suddenly, he shouldn't have said this, right?

"...It can't be considered a mission," he scratched his nose, "I just want to achieve the right death, whether it's my own or someone else's. Besides, Su Nuo is in my body, I want to prevent him from hurting more people."

Knotweed Yuren is still completely different from Naruto, Sasuke thought, Naruto would not spend time thinking about such useless questions, nor would he have such a strange obsession as if he wanted to become a savior.

Don't Gojo Satoru think there's something wrong with this idea?

Sasuke thought, anyway, he thinks that most of the brains that "want" to be heroes have some problems.

"You can't do it." Sasuke said lightly, "Don't try to arrogantly decide the way to end for others, you are not a child of prophecy." He said, as if he thought it was something ridiculous, he sneered slightly One sound.

The Son of Prophecy is not a good thing either. Isn't it good to be an ordinary person? You have to feel that you are shouldering the burden of saving the world and want to be a hero.

Knotabagi Yujin stared at him blankly.

"You're just a victim," the black-haired Shikigami said softly, his expression blurred in the light and dark, as if many different expressions were mixed in an instant, "It's not so fast to become stronger, you always have to paid for it."

"But I don't want to be protected by others all the time," said Yuzuki Yuhito, "I want to become stronger as soon as possible, and I want to control Su Nuo, just like you did before."

Sasuke blinked, feeling a little helpless.

"You can suppress Su Nuo, that's enough," he thought for a while, and decided to be more straightforward, "You just can't accept the fact that you are just an ordinary person who is not strong enough after leaving Su Nuo, so you want to control this Powerful, Knotweed Yuren, don't try to control Su Nuo, and don't let him influence you.

"It's not your responsibility to stay on both sides, and neither is the death of others," Katsuhiko Yuhito looked at the black-haired shikigami who was sitting on the fabric sofa on the right, his eyes didn't fall on the TV screen at all, but from his It passed over the shoulder, and quickly retracted it, "Even... there are times when I can't do anything, you have to admit that you are an ordinary person, at least for now, we don't need you to stand up."

"..."

"I want to borrow the knotweed stick~" Gojo Satoru's light voice suddenly sounded behind them.