The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 13

Gojo Satoru not only brought back a few large boxes of wagashi with assorted flavors as he said on the phone, but also brought back various ID documents that he had prepared for Sasuke.

Fu Heihui was stuffed into a box when he left, and now there is another box on the coffee table, it looks like it will be eaten up soon.

Sasuke took one and put it in his mouth. It tasted different from the ones he had eaten before, but they all had a sweet, greasy, soft bean paste taste.

"Ah—delicious!" Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa and stuffed three or four of them into his mouth without stopping.

"Don't Sasuke like sweets?" He turned his head, "If you don't like it, the rest will be mine!"

"...It's just that I always said that I don't like to eat, but I gradually got used to it."

Sasuke slowly chewed the wagashi in his mouth. He also liked sweets when he was a child, or the Uchiha clan had a soft spot for sweets.

But after so many things happened, for revenge, he naively wanted to cut off all ties with Itachi.

Never eat sweets again, never enter his room again, never call his name again.

After talking for so many years, he seems to have really gotten used to not liking sweets.

He pushed the box towards Gojo Satoru, and picked up another paper bag on the table by himself.

During this trip, Gojo Satoru had completed the medical insurance card and household registration certificate, and also provided a bank card and a few pages of identity information as a gift.

"I put your identity under the name of an orphanage in the suburbs of Tokyo. Those old men in Kyoto will not go into the identity of a 'shikigami',"

Gojo Satoru finally stopped throwing fruit into his mouth, and fell back on his luxurious and comfortable leather sofa in satisfaction.

"They only care about your abilities, so I didn't exterminate you, but signed a shikigami contract with you."

"What ability do you want me to have?" Sasuke took out an eye mask from the paper bag and touched it with his fingertips. It was made of light and breathable material, and the style should just cover his left eye.

"Let's think about this kind of thing at a later time. Anyway, as long as there are restraints, those old oranges will not dare to say anything."

"Let's go," Gojo Satoru wiped off a bit of glutinous rice flour on his fingers, "Put on an eye mask, that can block some breath, let's go find Nitro."

As one of the few doctors in the conjuration world who can use reverse spells to heal others, Jia Ruozi has a high position in a high school, needless to say.

She owns an entire office building by herself, and there are separate and well-equipped rooms for both the treatment of patients during her lifetime and the disposal of corpses after death.

The only shortcoming is probably that she is the only professional working in the entire building, which has caused this long-haired woman to be black and blue due to lack of sleep for a long time at any time.

Sasuke took off the upper body of the yukata, sat on the hospital bed, and let the family enter the glass to check the wound healing.

Sasuke has always had a very good attitude towards doctors. After all, he doesn't know medical ninjutsu. Of course, there will be a lot of peace of mind when a doctor treats the wound.

It's just that whether it's the decoration here or the expression of the female doctor in front of him, it always reminds him of Dashemaru's expression when he saw him pushing the door and entering the base.

"Hey, my technique seems to be working again?" Ieyuri Goriko stared at the disappearing wound on Sasuke's arm, wishing that the person in front of her would immediately turn into a corpse, so that she could study the other person's body to the fullest. What is the problem.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers unsurprisingly, "Maybe it's because Sasuke was not considered a human before, so your spells couldn't heal him, but now he shares part of my spell power. If you can heal me, naturally you can also heal him." he."

This kind of nonsense that sounds reasonable comes out as soon as you open your mouth, and it seems that you usually make up a lot.

Jia Ruozi tapped the medical record folder, "What you said seems to make sense, but at the beginning my technique was still a bit useful." She raised her head abruptly, "In that case, your reversal technique should be the same. Can heal him! He is your shikigami."

Gojo Satoru's hand stopped in mid-air.

"...that's right."

The white-haired man slightly arched his shoulders and stretched out his hand to press Sasuke's right shoulder. When his wide palm with a thin layer of calluses covered the position close to the carotid artery, Sasuke couldn't help but tense his muscles, and then slowly relaxed. go down.

"Don't be nervous." Gojo Satoru tentatively released a burst of magic power, and then tried to perceive his own magic power in the opponent's body, imagining the scene where he was injured and running the reversal spell.

Sasuke looked sideways, and there was a wound on his shoulder that was corroded by acid, and the bones were almost exposed at that time, but it has been wrapped in new flesh and blood in the past few days.

Now, the flesh and blood at that location is growing at an incredible speed.

When the opponent took his hand away, the original wound had completely disappeared, only the new skin color was different from the surrounding area.

"Wow," Gojo Satoru poked Sasuke's shoulder when he moved his hand away, "It's really healed."

"But I still haven't figured out the principle of the reversal technique." He scratched his hair, "It feels like healing myself, and it will be fine in one go."

"I know you can't figure it out. But, Uchiha-kun, can't you really let me draw some blood and study it?"

The pity in the tone of Jia Ruzi almost overflowed, "If you and Wu can let me study it carefully, maybe I can further develop my reversal technique."

Gojo Satoru resolutely rejected her, and even pushed Sasuke back, "No way, I won't hand Sasuke-kun to you!" .

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all, "Don't always say such strange words, get out of the way, and let me treat other wounds as well."

-

"Want to restore your arm, Sasuke?"

Sasuke turned to look at Gojo Satoru in some surprise.

They had just left the infirmary and were on their way back to Gojo Wu's dormitory.

The mansion high school has a large area and few people, and Wutiao Wu doesn't know whether it is intentional or not, he takes him around every time, so until now, except for a few students in the first grade and their family members, he has never seen him. other people.

It's the same today. They walked on the path paved with bluestone, with branches and leaves covering the looming red railings on both sides. Except for the footsteps of Gojo Satoru and the slight sound of Sasuke's clogs hitting the stone slabs, only the rustling of leaves could be heard. The rustling sound.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, looked sideways at Sasuke's restlessly raised hair on the back of his head, and felt his hands in his pockets itch.

"Restore the arm?" Sasuke didn't expect the other party to ask him this question suddenly.

Or at least not so hastily told him his arm was recoverable.

When I was in the infirmary before, Iyuri Glass had called Gojo Satoru to one side. Although they lowered their voices, the distance was still not enough.

Sasuke heard that the female doctor still had some doubts about whether to help him restore his arm, and he didn't ease his attitude until he heard Gojo Satoru said that there was a master-slave contract between them with absolute control.

So now, Gojo Satoru suddenly raised this point, which still made him unexpected.

"One hand is inconvenient after all," Gojo Satoru kicked and moved forward, "Before Nitzu's surgery didn't work, of course ordinary medical methods can't help, but since you have the ability to reverse the surgery I have responded, and there should be no problem in recovering my arm."

"Does it still hurt now?"

"...An arm?" The sound of the clogs slowed down by half a beat, and then rang out unhurriedly. "fine."

"Kids, don't be so stubborn." Wujo Satoru seemed to be in a happier mood suddenly. He finally found the opportunity, reached out and stroked the raised hair on the back of the boy's head, and quickly avoided the opponent's elbow , "Wouldn't it be better to rely on a reliable adult?"

"Don't treat me like a child, I'm not your student, Gojo Satoru."

"Don't call me by my full name, it's too unfamiliar, we are accomplices~" Wujo Wujo put his hands on his shoulders, and walked forward crookedly, "How is Brother Wu? sa-to-ru Nissan~"

"No."

"Speaking of which, it's good to call me Wu-sama, after all, he's my shikigami..."

"Don't even think about it."

"Hey - Sasuke made me sad."

-

Yidizhi was extremely efficient. When Gojo Satoru first came back, he told him to clean up an empty bedroom. Now that he returned from the infirmary, the room had been cleaned neatly, and tatami mats and low tables were placed in accordance with traditional Japanese-style houses.The closet is also full of clothes in the right size.

Gojo Satoru watched curiously as Sasuke opened a scroll, put his hand on it, and a cloth bag appeared on the scroll the next moment.

The next moment, Sasuke threw the bag to him.

"Amazing! Is this the ninja's sealing technique?" Even though he was blindfolded, Gojo Satoru easily received the bag, and he tilted it curiously, "It's quite heavy."

"Medical expenses and living expenses." Sasuke said succinctly.

In the past four or five years, he has traveled to every corner of the Ninja Continent. The currency of each country is different, but gold, silver and jewelry can always be circulated.

Therefore, he usually does not use currency as a reward for receiving tasks, but mostly asks the client to exchange them for gold or gems of the same value, and there is a special scroll to store these properties.

Although the favor is not available for the time being, it is acceptable to pay back the money first.

Gojo Satoru opened the bag and took a look, then threw it aside, and flew over to grab Sasuke.

"Sasuke, I'm so touched~" The white-haired man's voice was sticky, and even his movements, his chin pressed against Sasuke's hair and rubbed back and forth.

"It's too close, stay away from me!" Sasuke was held in the arms of the other party, and he wanted to reach out to push, but the person behind him grabbed his wrist and pressed it down like a prophet. He didn't dare to use too violent means to break free, For a while, he was restrained by the opponent.

"Don't!" Gojo Gojo said childishly, quickly dodging Sasuke's attempt to hit him with the head, "Sasuke called me Go-brother~ Megumi never called me, once you call me I'll let go!"

"do not want!"

The tip of Sasuke's nose was filled with the smell of Gojo Satoru. Although it smelled of sweets to some extent, but when he got close, there was a clear fragrance, which reminded him of the snow-capped forest he saw when he went to the Snow Country.

"If you don't tell me, I'll hold you all the time!" The person above the head straightened up, and simply hugged Sasuke by the waist.

Uchiha Sasuke, with both feet off the ground, couldn't struggle.

Weak, poor, and helpless.

He didn't know why he didn't notice Gojo Satoru's movements at all, otherwise he wouldn't let the opponent jump on him no matter what.

The two stalemate for a while, and Sasuke felt that Gojo Satoru could really do something like walking around holding him up, so he had no choice but to take a half-step back in the end.

"Enlightenment, let's go, sa-to-ru."

The author has something to say: 5t5: My stray cat actually brought me back dried fish!Is this the joy of a shit shoveler?

I feel sad when I think that Sasuke is only about 1.7 meters at this time.

Sasuke's attitude in these chapters will be explained later (although it may take many chapters)!In the last chapter, the gentleness of character is the feeling of a dog roll, which does not mean that it is Sasuke's true character.

The reason for not using the instant body technique: the instant body technique is a physical technique, and its essence is to move at high speed. If Gojo Satoru breaks free directly, it will be like hugging a locomotive, and his arm may break...

I will try my best to reply to the comments, but I will be busy QAQ after the holiday, thank you for leaving me a message!

In addition, I am a little hesitant to sign a contract... mainly because five years is a long time, and I prefer to write original works, I hope to hear everyone's opinions