The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 116

Sure enough, in the infirmary, they saw Fuhei with some bruises on his face and wild rose Nagasaki, who was full of resentment, and three second-grade students.

Compared with the first graders, the second graders looked neat and tidy, and they didn't seem to have conflicts with others.

"That woman tore my clothes!" Nagasaki Yarose said through gritted teeth, "I lost my way for an hour and spent an hour and a half picking out the perfect sportswear!"

Chanyuan Maki glanced at the small hole in the hem of the other person's sportswear, folded her arms and suggested: "Tomorrow, I will have a day off, and I will accompany you to buy another one. I will recommend some stores I often go to."

Zhenyi tore his clothes, so she, the older sister, could only make up for it temporarily.

She thought of her sister, whom she hadn't seen for almost two years, and smiled helplessly.

Hearing from Wild Qiangwei, it seems to be more poisonous than her own mouth.

With a small bottle of throat medicine in his mouth, the dog curled his hand and waved to Sasuke who pushed the door, and said hello.

Sasuke gave him a questioning look, the spell master thought for a while, took out his phone and clicked it for a while.

【Nothing, just daily maintenance^_^】

He also put an emoji at the end that fits his style very well.

Gojo Satoru watched as Nitzi handled Fukuihui's wound deftly——

"I don't need to reverse the operation for this kind of minor injury," the doctor held the alcohol cotton ball with tweezers, and poked Fu Heihui's face unceremoniously, "I have seen you too many times recently, please be careful , Even if you fight hard, you won’t get less injuries, it’s not as good as when you were in junior high school.”

Fu Heihui frowned involuntarily from the stinging pain caused by the alcohol contact with the wound, and he felt a little embarrassed when he said that his family had nitrous.

Nagasaki's curious gaze was probably too intense.

"Miss Glass—" Fu Heihui just opened his mouth, when the alcohol cotton ball made from Glass poked a small piece of broken skin at the corner of his mouth, causing him to swallow the words painfully.

"Shut up the wounded~" Jiarui Glass smiled softly.

Fu Heihui and Chanyuan Maki showed some subtle expressions at the same time.

The white-haired conjurer watched with relish, and turned to ask the panda standing at the door: "How is it?"

The panda scratched its head with its chubby palm, "How should I put it...the ability to fight with that Dongtang for so long with insufficient spell power may be stronger than me."

When they went, Fu Heihui was fighting with Dongtang Aoi. Although his body speed couldn't keep up, Dongtang Aoi's attack was either lost most of his strength, or he took it from a less deadly position. People who come out to interfere from time to time don't know the bottom of the well. Although people seem to be in a mess, they can actually deal with it for a while.

Gojo Satoru was a little surprised by the panda's evaluation. As a curse skeleton that would not get tired, the overall strength of the panda was not weak. At least he thought that Hui was still short of breath.

The panda looked at Fu Heihui who was sitting on the hospital bed, and nodded affirmatively: "I have grown a lot in the past few months, and I feel that my spirit is different."

This is probably not his credit, Wujo Wuxiang.

-

From Rakuyan Temple to Tokyo High School, to the time when Gojo Satoru was about to leave Japan for more than a week, the whole of Japan—whether it was the magic world or the society of ordinary people—was calm, but this kind of calm was not the calm where nothing happened, but the calm. It's some kind of stormy, undercurrent turbulent superficial calm.

After confirming that Leyan Temple Jiashen was just stupid and not bad, Gojo Satoru handed over the matter to Ye Mo Zhengdao. The two had known each other for many years, and they probably both wanted to get each other back on track—and both Thinking that the other person is only temporarily not clear-headed, and that your own ideas are the general trend.

But according to Ye Mo Zhengdao, this time he feels that he has a great chance of winning.

As for Leuhu, Huantou had already lost his temper in the sealing room.

His spell power has been suppressed and cannot be recovered, and the spell has also limited the possibility of using the reversal technique to restore his body, so he has only one head, and the time of incompetence and rage has been long, and even the spell spirit is bored—tired Not tired, but boring is really boring.

He has endured loneliness for hundreds of years, but it only took a few years for the colorful human society to get him used to walking into the city. Suddenly, he can only see the monotonous and boring environment, so he will naturally feel bored.

Gojo Satoru would visit the sealed room every few days, and Sasuke also shouldered the task of "asking for information". He had met with Lehu a little more than Gojo Satoru. After meeting the real person, he also told Huanhu related news, so Huantou, an unexpectedly innocent guy, has a good impression of Sasuke, but he still has the spirit of contract, and he is unwilling to tell him who the curser who cooperates with the curse spirit is.

"That guy is very cautious," Leo Hu said, his teeth were black and his face was dark, obviously a little dissatisfied with the curse master, "I haven't figured out how he's going to deal with Gojo Satoru yet."

Moreover, if he said Xia Youjie's name now, if he could escape, he would definitely be ridiculed by that ball head for a long time, and he might even say that he ruined his own affairs.

Leu Hu also knows that compared to the real person and [Xia Youjie], he is far behind in plotting and tricking, so he will try his best to complete the things those two people have emphasized

"Then you just came here to find Gojo Satoru?" Sasuke felt strange, since he had been born for so long, Lehu still didn't seem to have any brains, and the real person was full of bad water.

Leuhu stared with one eye, her voice raised a little involuntarily, and then immediately lowered, as if she was afraid that someone would hide outside the seal and eavesdrop on them: "That guy said I can't beat Gojo Satoru, find a way to limit his power!" Action, you also said that I can't beat Gojo Satoru, do you think I will be willing?"

That's true.In this era, Lehu's strength is the strongest Sasuke has ever seen, so it is understandable for him to be so confident.

"Speaking of which," Sasuke sat across from Lehu, "Gojo Satoru found out a few times about spontaneous human combustion a while ago, did he ask you?"

"Probably, maybe I haven't asked yet." Leo Hu recalled for a moment, then laughed nonchalantly, "I was just a little excited when I was talking to Xia...that guy, and the waiter burned himself up. .”

"That's why I don't like to go to crowded places. Ordinary people are too weak, and I don't know what you and real people like about them." He also complained.

Sasuke's expression was flat, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what Lehu said. He figured out what was going on, and immediately changed the subject: "What information can you tell now, tell me the scope, I will I need to give Gojo Satoru some information."

Otherwise, according to Wujo Satoru's character, if he really can't ask for any information, it will be useless to leak Hu.

If he wanted this volcanic head to live in peace for a period of time, without being discovered by the real person after he went out, he had to give Gojo Satoru a reason not to do it.

Sasuke didn't like Lehu at all, but it would be better for this curse spirit to live two more days.

"After I'm gone, you don't have to think about these issues anymore. It's reasonable to keep it alive," Gojo Satoru hung the blindfold on his fingers and twirled around. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned his head to the door, waving cheerfully. , "Seven Seas~"

Even on a hot summer day, Nanami Kento was wearing a well-fitting suit shirt, with blond hair neatly fixed on his head, a pair of brown glasses in eye sockets deeper than Asians, and walked over with a calm expression.

He unbuttoned his suit jacket, sat opposite Gojo Satoru, and asked straight to the point: "How long do I need to carry Knotweed Yujin?"

Gojo Satoru complained to the other party: "Don't you want to talk a little more when you see the senior?"

"I thought we had already talked enough in Hokkaido." Nanami Jianren said, "It's very uncommon for the first level of the association not to accept tasks for a week or two. You'd better have decided on the specific time and want to Well, give the higher-ups a reason so that I can make some preparations in advance."

Gojo Satoru stuffed a piece of cheesecake into his mouth dejectedly: "You are too boring, Nanami, am I the kind of person who forgets about business?"

Jianren Qihai's eyes fell on another person in the room through the lens.

Even through the tinted lenses, the other party seemed to sense his gaze. He raised his eyes keenly for a glance, then retracted his gaze, and sat beside Gojo Satoru with a calm expression.

It doesn't look bothersome at all.

Sasuke Uchiha is really an extraordinary person—or shikigami.

He didn't know what the other party was, but there was obviously no doubt about his identity as a companion.

All in all, being able to get along peacefully with Mr. Gojo and seem to have a good relationship is very special.

"I'm going back to my report if you don't say anything else," he said dryly. "I just came back from out of town, and the work hasn't been done yet."

"Understood," Gojo Satoru raised his hand, probably wanting to touch Sasuke's shoulder, stretched it halfway, and then put it back on his knee, "I just relaxed recently, Yizhizhi will give you some simple tasks, Yuu Ren Zhang has also been holding back in the basement for almost a month, so you can take him to practice."

He seemed to think of something interesting, and burst out laughing.

"You really should have seen Yidizhi's expression at that time." Gojo Satoru said.

Yidizhi Jiegao must be asking himself why he chose to suffer so much pain that he shouldn't have on the spur of the moment.

-

Half an hour ago, Gojo Satoru took Yiji Jiegao to the underground passage.

"Yidizhi, don't you wonder who I asked you to send so many things to?" He asked with great interest.

"This one……"

Yi Dizhi looked a little confused, as if he really hadn't thought about this question.

"I always feel that I will subconsciously ignore the weirdness of this matter." Staring at the dark corridor in front of him, he muttered to himself, his knuckles resting between his eyebrows, thinking for a while.

"Hey, is that so?" Gojo Satoru looked at him thoughtfully, then clapped his hands and made a decision. "Then, let me surprise you!"

Then he took Yidizhi to the room with a hidden hole in the sky, and when Yuzu Yujin turned his head, Yidizhi Jiegao almost fainted from fright.

"Guiguigui——?! Or did you say that Student Huzhang changed, became a curse spirit?"

The tired look on the thin-faced auxiliary supervisor's face was completely frightened away.Gojo Satoru swears, this is definitely the time when Yizhi Jiegao opened his eyes the widest, even bigger than his pair of black-rimmed glasses that haven't been changed in ten years.

"Oh, long time no see, Mr. Ichichi! I'm not dead~"

Knotabagi Yuhito greeted him vigorously, and a snow-white rabbit jumped up on his knees.

Amid Gojo Satoru's wild laughter, Yizhi Jiegao briefly lost the ability to think, and then seemed to gradually remember what happened before, holding his chest and panting for a long time.

He spent more than a week of tormenting himself because of the death of Knotabazu Yuhito before he gradually regained his energy and regained his previous work efficiency. As a result, Mr. Gojo ruthlessly complained that his work efficiency was too low. In the end, he found that it was all his own fault. Make yourself guilty.

This impact is indeed a bit big.

Sasuke didn't stay underground at the time—Gojo Satoru thought that this kind of hypnosis needed to be released by himself, but Sasuke said that as long as Yijizhi saw the knotweed hypnosis, the hypnosis would automatically expire—but in Kanagawa, he left it at Masaharu Nioh's home. Chakra node, so that if something happens later, he can rush over directly.

"Fortunately, you're fine." Yidi Zhijie regained his composure, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief, and finally thought about asking Wujo Wu why he suddenly brought him here.

"When I'm not in Japan, Youruhito will follow Nanami to do missions, so you can help me." Gojo Satoru casually ordered, "Your food, clothing, housing and transportation will also be entrusted to you."

"I see." Yidizhi Jiegao pushed down his glasses, and his professionalism as an elite auxiliary supervisor made him quickly list everything to do next in his mind, "I've already booked your ticket, yes -"

"The flight ticket is three days later," Gojo Satoru said, "I won't be in Japan by then, and Sasuke won't have much time, so tomorrow I'll take you to meet Yuuhito, and I'll leave that child to you for now, Nanami~"

Jianren Qihai supported the metal frame of the sunglasses and responded briefly: "I understand."

"Then I'll take my leave."

He then said, stood up from the sofa, buttoned up his suit, gave Sasuke and Gojo Satoru a short nod, and left the room.