The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 101

When getting off the Shinkansen, it was rare for Gojo Satoru not to refute Sasuke's evaluation.

"It's too close to Zenko Temple." He didn't have a smile on his face, and his tone was also light. "That little ghost, who bites one Mr. Su Nuo, sneaks into the tourists, and there is no way to do it."

Fortunately, after figuring out the spell of the curse master, Su Nuo's fingers were also taken back, Zhong Jian Lisha was taken away by his people, and it didn't take long before he couldn't hold on and spit out the first-level position—— He wasn't dead yet, but he only had half his life left. He was thrown into the sewer, and he probably wouldn't wake up until a few days later. By the time the association asked about Risa Nakama's spell, it was probably too late.

Sasuke thought for a while, didn't say anything, just walked out with him.

Yi Dizhi was waiting for them outside.He sent the three first graders directly to Jia Ruozi, and then he went directly to the station, where he stood there palely as punishment.

Gojo Satoru stared at each other for a while.

He didn't wear sunglasses, his hands were in his pockets, his ice-blue eyes were like glass beads under the light, without any emotion, they were frighteningly clean.

Yi Dizhi looked like he was about to throw up.

"Yidichi, next time you can inform me later." Gojo Satoru said lightly. "It's best to let me know the result after the dust settles, you know?"

If there was a knife in his hand now, Yidizhi Jiegao might have stabbed the knife into his stomach immediately, and apologized to Gojo Satoru with death.

——Gojo Satoru once told Yizhi that during his absence, all first-year tasks must be supervised by the other party, and if there is anything wrong, he must be notified as soon as possible.

But Yiji Jieko didn't inform Wujo Satoru until after sending three students into the tent and discovering that the cursed fetus had completed its transformation at an unusual speed and became a super class.

It caused them to be somewhat caught off guard.

But Sasuke didn't have any opinion on this assistant supervisor. Yidizhi Jiegao is not strong and relies entirely on the association to survive. He is a qualified executor, but he is not a reformer at all.He finally informed Gojo Satoru, and that was enough.

Because there is no telepathy between Sasuke and the White Snake, he can use the White Snake as a coordinate, but the White Snake cannot take the initiative to tell Sasuke what is happening around him, and there is no scroll to reverse the psychic.Ichiko and Fuguro are an essential part of their preparations: only if these two inform Gojo Satoru of Su Nuo or any danger, can Sasuke rush to them with the help of the white snake and keep them safe.

This time, it was probably because "Gojo Satoru has a mission" itself made them hesitate, and they were a step slower.

"Let's go." Sasuke pulled Gojo Satoru's arm, "Go back to the high school first."

They are now standing here facing each other, somewhat conspicuous.Gojo Satoru was like a luminous body, attracting the attention of many people, but he looked too imposing now, no one dared to approach him, only his dark eyes kept casting in this direction.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze, grabbed Sasuke's forearm with his backhand, and strode out.

Both he and Yizhijie Gao have problems. If there is no Sasuke, there will probably not be a good result today.

Even if he guessed that the association would do something, he didn't expect that they would tear their faces apart on the day he left Tokyo; even if he guessed that the association might give a few students tasks beyond the level, he didn't expect that there would be two-faced su Nuo on the scene Finger, directly across the three grades, it is obvious that these children who have just entered school will die without a burial.

And Yizhi.

Gojo Satoru thought that since Yidi Zhijie had been by his side for so many years from the high school to the present, he understood his thoughts to some extent and could be influenced by him to become more decisive, but in the end he only verbally warned the three students and sent them to the Only then did Hucao Longtan call him.

The white-haired man closed his eyes, took out an eye mask from his pocket, and blocked his own sight, as well as the plain gaze of another person in the back row.

As a result, I still can't understand others?he thinks.Or do you have to say this kind of thing clearly so that other people can understand it?

But what's the point?

"Yidichi, do you know my dream?"

Yidizhi Jiegao held the steering wheel, hesitated for a moment: "...a dream?"

He has always felt that dreams are far away from him.Auxiliary supervisors are the same as conjurers, and they are both day-to-day occupations. If they can avoid a few curses, if they are lucky, they will find someone who is willing to live with him. Trying to live for a few more years is all he wants.

But Mr. Wujo is so strong, he is probably different from him.

Sasuke quietly listened to Gojo Satoru tell Yijichi about his dream.

He thought Yidichi Jiegao would know about it—because Gojo Satoru seemed to trust him very much, and Yidichi had been by his side for so many years.

Did he keep this matter in his heart?

"Sasuke," Gojo Satoru tilted his head and was silent for a while, "I think what you said makes sense."

He felt Sasuke's cool gaze, like a snowflake, fell on his skin through the eye mask, and was quickly melted by the body temperature, becoming gentle.

"I'll just kill them all, and you can leave it alone," he said. "Anyway, rotten oranges are worthless, and they are not good things."

The car drifted a bit on the road.

Sasuke looked at Gojo Satoru, the white-haired man turned his head sideways, most of his face was facing out of the window, his mouth not covered by the blindfold was tightly pursed, as if he was seriously considering this proposal.

At night, the city is brightly lit and the neon lights are colorful, but once the colorful lights are filtered by the dark car window film, only faded spots of light remain.

At this time, although the other party looked gloomy and unfriendly, Sasuke felt that he looked a little tired.

Just like the plain tiredness I felt when I faced my old friend later.

Sasuke remembered that when he woke up from the monthly reading, the three generations of Hokage and the elders met him and asked him to give up revenge; when he left the village, Kakashi persuaded him, Naruto persuaded him, and a group of people wanted to "rescue" him back ; Later, when we met on the battlefield a few years later, no one in the same period could understand him, the Eagle Squad did not understand him, and Naruto did not understand what he wanted.

He once hated and complained, but in the end he only felt regretful and tired when he saw a familiar face.

He just saw a road, Sasuke thought, a road that was different from others, maybe led to the cliff, maybe had no companions and no lights, but he had to go down anyway.

"...There is still a distance to go." He said lightly, "Take a rest, I will call you when we arrive."

It's not that Gojo Satoru has no companions, nor is it that the road the other party walks is so rough and narrow.

It's just that most of the time the guide will have the illusion of walking alone. There is darkness in front of him, and he can only grope to get through the road alone.

But I can't stop, I can't slow down, I can't waver, and I rarely want to rely on the people behind me, but I find that they don't seem to realize that this is a march rather than an outing, and they are still walking leisurely.

After all, there is a similar kind of regret that no one understands.

In fact, as long as there is a place to rest, people like them can go on firmly.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak or move.

Ijichi must not be able to hear anything, but Gojo Satoru feels that he fully understands what Uchiha Sasuke wants to express, and feels sincere pleasure for it-even at this time, in this atmosphere.

He obviously didn't plan to continue, but this kind of thing didn't seem to be so easy to control, he thought.

Who wouldn't be attracted to a man who understands himself, and possibly the only one who understands himself?

-

The infirmary building was still gloomy and cold as usual. Even in midsummer, one could feel a chill when entering the door.

They saw the family into the glass on the second floor.

The female doctor sat behind the desk, threw the rubber gloves into the trash can, rummaged through the file rack, and handed Gojo Satoru an autopsy report.

"It's done according to what you said. Let's see what's wrong. Fuhei and Kizaki have gone back to rest." She yawned, picked up the cup and drank the cold coffee in it, and slapped the other two. Greeting, "Good evening, Yizhi, and Uchiha."

Yizhizhi nodded at the other party with a sad face, stood at the door of the office, gritted his teeth, and stopped Uchiha Sasuke who was standing by the door.

He was thinking about Mr. Gojo's words along the way, thinking about the other party's ideals, thinking about today's events, thinking about his own behavior, and finally came to a conclusion——

Almost had an accident today, it was entirely his own problem.He felt that the curse fetus would not become a special grade, he felt relieved that the association had promised to dispatch the magician to the scene as soon as possible, and felt that the three first-year students would listen to him at ease, so he did not violate the code of conduct of the auxiliary supervisor and disturb another at will. The conjurer who performed the task caused three first-years to face the special class, and almost died there.

Yidizhi Jiegao thought that he could not lose the chain anymore. He didn't know how dirty the association was, but he knew that Wutiao seniors were trustworthy.

"Please make me think that Knotweed is really dead," the thin assistant supervisor took a deep breath, and finally said calmly, "I will remember my current mood."

This kind of heavy and sinful mood that personally pushed three children who had just entered school to death.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks, Nitro." Wujo Wujo bowed his head and flipped through the report, "You are a professional."

It's as if he didn't hear what Yidichi Jiegao said.

Jia Ruozi looked at Sasuke, then at Yiji Jiegao, and decided to pretend that nothing happened there: "The knotweed is on the third floor, I'll take you there later."

"...Student Knotweed?" Yidizhi Jiegao stood there dumbfounded, and when he looked up, he had a bleak expression that even his family felt pitiful.

Uchiha Sasuke looked over with those magical eyes, and nodded slightly at them.

"Are you going?" Gojo Satoru tucked the autopsy report under his arm and tilted his head, "See you again with the dead body of knotweed."

His tone sounded calm.

But Yidichi Jiegao looked as if he was suddenly stabbed twice and then crushed twice with his foot.

"I'll go back and prepare the mission materials for you." He barely made himself tremble, and bowed to Gojo Satoru, "I'll send them to your office later."

"Don't bully too much," Jiarui Zhizi looked at Yidizhi staggering away with a pale face, looked up and said to Gojo Wu, "I feel pitiful."

"Adult is not a reason for not being able to run." Gojo Satoru was noncommittal, but his tone was much better. "Since he has found a reason for himself, why don't I push it? Anyway, the effect of the spell will disappear after a while."

"It's scary." Jiarui Nitro smiled, and the high heels made a crisp tapping sound on the floor, "Both of you."

"Thank you for the compliment," Gojo Satoru also smiled, "Both of us."

Sasuke took a look at Gojo Satoru, as if he didn't hear his Gojo Satoru.