Playing As Gojo Sato Chapter 334

Chapter 334: Chapter 334

Actually, there’s no way to completely avoid alerting the deer in that forest, so Sasori has to lure the deer away, and Hatake Satoru is in charge of digging up Hidan, who is underground and about to rot.

If anyone from outside the forest cos over during this ti, Hozuki Mangetsu can deal with them for a bit, then co find Hatake Satoru.

Hatake Satoru can take them away in the shortest amount of ti.

After all, instant movent is really convenient. No matter what the situation, this ability is like a real cheat.

Hatake Satoru briefly arranged the situation for next week, then let Hozuki Mangetsu and Sasori go back to prepare.

Actually, it’s not that they two couldn’t handle this matter, but if they left any suspicious traces, it would be quite troubleso if Konoha’s people investigated.

Hatake Satoru isn’t one to create trouble for himself. It’s just a quick trip, not a big deal.

"Um, but I don’t have anything to do, right... Teacher?"

Hozuki Mangetsu was stunned for a mont, clearly still wanting to spend more ti with Hatake Blue~.

"Co help

prepare."

"You’re just going to be a lookout, of course there’s nothing to prepare."

Sasori ordered in a bad tone.

Hozuki Mangetsu looked at Hatake Satoru, then at Sasori next to him, his face falling, looking sowhat unwilling.

"I don’t want to clean up things with soone who looks like a kid but has the heart of an old man."

"Always using age to suppress others."

Hozuki Mangetsu made a face at Sasori, but he didn’t really hate Sasori, just the incongruity of Sasori’s inside and outside.

Sotis it made him feel a bit weird, and Sasori would sotis be sarcastic to him, which made him feel a bit strange.

He has a face that’s cuter than anything, but when he opens his mouth, he’s annoying, it’s just awkward.

"Huh? You’re a junior, it’s only natural for you to help ."

Sasori ordered without hesitation.

The two talked as they walked out the door.

Hatake Satoru thoughtfully watched them leave, their relationship seed pretty good.

Rather, Hozuki Mangetsu has a good relationship with everyone. His personality is practically the best.

It’s even a bit beyond Hatake Satoru’s expectations.

But in the end, judging from Suigetsu’s personality template, Hozuki Mangetsu’s personality definitely wouldn’t be bad either.

Sasori closed the door on the way out, and thoughtfully glanced at Hatake Satoru.

"...It really makes you feel uncomfortable~."

After the two left, the room suddenly beca quiet.

Hatake Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sowhat helpless expression.

He lazily sat on the edge of the bed and lay back. The magazine wasn’t that interesting, he just felt there was nothing interesting to do, so he was hiding here, being lazy.

And he didn’t need to do many things himself. Frankly speaking, if he got involved, he would just be bored and have nothing to do.

But recently, for so reason, he didn’t seem to be in the mood to make trouble for others.

Sasori must have realized sothing just now, so he dragged Hozuki Mangetsu to help him.

Leaving Hatake Satoru alone.

Although this behavior was very thoughtful, it inevitably made Hatake Satoru feel uncomfortable, like his inner thoughts had been spied on.

But even if he felt uncomfortable, it was useless.

Sasori isn’t a child like Hozuki Mangetsu who can be easily fooled, or rather, among the people around him.

The one who is more scheming and thinks a lot should be Sasori.

Although Hatake Satoru has teased him many tis because of this, Sasori is still the one who knows how to read the situation best in this kind of situation.

As expected, age isn’t wasted.

But Hatake Satoru isn’t soone who likes to be seen through.

There was still a faint burnt sll in the room, which made him feel subtly uncomfortable.

Uchiha Itachi’s letter actually ntioned another thing, but because of the situation at the ti, Hatake Satoru didn’t say it.

It was about Sasuke.

Uchiha Itachi vaguely felt that Hatake Satoru seed to be poaching mbers from the Akatsuki organization. Although he wasn’t sure, he still asked him to take care of Sasuke after his death.

If Hatake Satoru could poach mbers from the Akatsuki organization, taking care of Sasuke would be incredibly easy.

If those things weren’t done by Hatake Satoru, then it wouldn’t matter.

After all, with Hatake Satoru’s ability, occasionally helping Sasuke wouldn’t be a big problem.

Even though it wasn’t good to entrust Sasuke to Hatake Satoru like this, Uchiha Itachi almost felt his life force constantly fading away.

So he could only entrust him in such a hurry.

"Why does this guy always ask

to take in orphans."

"I’m not an orphanage director."

Hatake Satoru clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Even if the tiline had changed, the fact that Uchiha Itachi would die of illness hadn’t been changed.

Hatake Satoru suddenly sat up from the bed, as if he had suddenly thought of sothing.

He sat back down at the table and prepared to write a reply.

Congratulations on preparing to die of old age, and at this ti you still can’t stop worrying about your good younger brother...

Forget it, writing this is too stupid, and dying of old age isn’t used like that!

Hatake Satoru scribbled a few strokes on the paper, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

Anyway, he usually ignores ssages, and the letter is already burned.

He might as well not reply. What’s there to say?

Recently, his bad mood must be because of this matter, so-called premonition?

Hatake Satoru opened a drawer on the side and took out so unopened sweets.

He tore open the paper bag and took a bite. Inside was sweet red bean cake with a double layer of honey in the middle.

Hatake Satoru changed everything to paper bags, claiming that it felt like opening a mystery box.

It’s a good thing it’s not dumplings or sothing, otherwise he would have bad mories again.

Hatake Satoru forcefully compressed his thoughts and tried to empty his head as much as possible, letting the sweets improve his mood.

So sticky honey was left in the paper bag, and the paper bag was stained dark.

Hatake Satoru wiped his hands, unfolded a new piece of white paper, and quickly wrote a few large characters.

He casually rolled it up and placed it outside the window where he had placed a crow feather earlier.

Hatake Satoru smiled slightly.

"My compatibility with your younger brother is average. I completely dislike helping kids who I haven’t gotten along with since childhood."

"Do your own thing, haven’t I said that before?"

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