[Hokage] Terukawa

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In the post house of the country of rivers.

I opened my bag, which was wet and dripping like a rag, and as expected, I found that there was no red fruit in it. I took it to the root personnel and swayed it back and forth a few times to increase the sense of existence. It really caused the roots to grow watch.

It also means that the little tricks I left behind are already half the battle.

As I guessed, the current root people are full of inhumane concern for me.Although they dare not act openly and aboveboard, they will calm down and observe conservatively at the right moment—starting from Chun Riqing taking the jar from his hands, and ending with him gathering his team members and distributing the red fruits in the jar—as a team Although the name and position are different, but the behavior style and guiding ideology are similar to the Anbu ninja to a certain extent, I can be sure that Chun Riqing will pass through this single time safely.

Afterwards, Chunriqing’s team members will arrive at the meeting point extremely quickly, and each will get a fruit. Because of the merit indicators for promotion and the funding requirements for replacing ninja gear, they will go directly to the Hokage Building in a group to receive the task, transfer Head out of the village.

As a result, the Chunriqing team and I both left the village—at this stage, the people at the root should realize that they have missed the best time to quickly grab the red fruit, but there are obviously advantages to doing things outside the village That is, once an event happens, all details will become blurred and secretive, and under the operation of the hand, all "unreasonable" things and people can disappear without a sound.

It is known that Chun Riqing is similar to me in strength, I go out in disguise alone, and Chun Riqing is accompanied by some members of the Anbu team-then let me ask, which side will be easier to disappear?

Not to mention the roots, even if I choose myself, I will never fail to provoke a notorious combat team—even if most of them have been lost in the previous war.

So the pursuit of me by the root is not accidental, but inevitable, but it is much earlier than I expected.

I thought they would send someone to take a shortcut and wait for a rabbit in the country of the river, and then stop me outside the city wall... Well, I didn't expect that they would come to the door before my country and follow me all the way.

Even more embarrassing was the fact that I was cooperatively completely unaware, and thus completely unprepared - until I got the dry cigarette from him.

In this case, the faint laughter when passing the rapids would also be explained.

... Don't blame him for laughing, if my mission target has been defenseless all the time, and keeps acting embarrassingly towards me who sees through everything, then I'm afraid I will not only laugh, but also tell others about it as a joke , Share this happiness built on the pain of others.

...It may also be based on the embarrassment of others.

I wiped my face with my hand, and couldn't help but let out a groan/groan.

...It's okay, it's okay, think about it optimistically, maybe the news blockade of the root will be better than Anbu?

But, but...

Things have developed to the point where I don't believe that Danzang doesn't have killing intentions towards me.The asylum of three generations is one thing, but it is another thing for me to die outside the village if something goes wrong with my poor eyesight.

So why didn't Gen, who was pretending to be a boatman, make a move?

I couldn't get any results after thinking about it, so I gave up continuing to struggle with this meaningless issue to me.Maybe the order they received was to take the things first?

Thinking about it this way, I used a simple technique on the combat clothes that were soaked with the burden to dry them. In fact, the water on them was taken away, but the effect was almost the same.

that root...

I thought absently.

His face, voice, and name must have been disguised. It is reasonable to say that there is no meaning to remember, but for some reason... I always feel that when I ask his name jokingly, he gives the answer It doesn't look like a casual nonsense.

"My name is Shin, but it's been a long time since I've been called that," he said.

The half-closed eyes were slightly raised, and the tone was slightly hesitant, expressing [-]% carelessness.As soon as the words fell to the ground, he turned his head away, obviously indifferent to the response I might give-in fact, it was this indifferent attitude that made me completely sure of his origin.Genbu may be better at killing people than Anbu, but when it comes to camouflage, Genbu can only be reduced to the lowest level.

Once a person becomes a weapon, it is difficult to become a person again.

Obviously, the root is better at "forging" than cultivating and enlightening people.

How can anyone not care about their own name?

Only people care about their names, but weapons don't.As long as the weapon is sharp enough and can continue to slash, it is enough to satisfy the user, which is exactly the meaning of the weapon in the world.

As for the idea of ​​​​the weapon itself?As for the name of the weapon itself?

Did I care about the idea and name of the standard ninja sword?did i love them

Subconsciously, I turned my head to the side and hooked the corners of my lips.This time I came out without a knife.

I thought of those knives that broke into pieces in my hand.

So, how can anyone not care about their name?

Just like the name Yasaka Terukawa, I will never forget it.

I was inexplicably depressed.After thinking about it a few times, I attributed it to not finding that "letter" in the first place.

Some people have long been used to beating around the bush and having mixed truths and falsehoods. Because of this, extracting the truth from the mixed truths has long been an instinct that can be played at will without thinking, just like some people don’t care about names.

Did I realize that the boatman was telling lies?Perhaps, but in any case, the me just now was so stupid that I didn't care and didn't bother to care about the lies of an inexplicable boatman. Now it seems that I am really stupid to the extreme.

...Just leaving Konoha, did you let me slack off to this extent?

...But Minato and Kushina are not here these days, and everyone else has their own things to do-there is nothing in Konoha that can distract me, so I have to pay special attention to those pairs of eyes that are staring at me. The eyes on my body, even thinking about the relationship behind them, and reminding myself of what to do and what not to do... To be so restrained, to be honest, it's almost aggrieved.

Gee.

"It's just at the critical moment, you can't take a wrong step. Be restrained, no matter how cautious you are, you can't be too cautious."

I raised my head and pronounced the words one by one in front of myself in the mirror.The face that had just been rinsed and not dried with a towel was dripping water bit by bit, and the curly hair on the forehead and cheeks was still wet.My light gray-blue eyes can barely be regarded as an embellishment, but the eyes are too cold, completely different from the eyes of the righteous people in the past, which were covered with a faint warmth, even I myself would not feel that I have such a pair of eyes What kind of friendly person is the person in the picture, and the corners of the mirror's eyes are still slightly red for some reason-probably because a few drops of river water have entered.

This embarrassing and cold appearance, as long as the details are changed a little, it will become very bitter and bitter, but it fits the personality I set for myself this time.But just a few hours ago, I was covered in river water all over my body, and my long hair was tied tightly to my shoulders and back. At that time, I definitely looked more miserable than I do now.

Even so, the boatman "Xin" told me: "Go to the city as soon as you arrive. Outside the city is not a place for young masters like you to stay."

Thinking of this, I pondered for a moment and then changed my standing posture. At the same time, I raised my chin and raised my eyebrows in front of the mirror. good.

A wandering and lonely noble young master, with no guards or ninjas around him, his face is full of incompatibility and even subtle disgust for life at the bottom...but he is still trying to fit in, just like a barefoot person Trying hard to walk across the river beach full of broken glass.

Experience tells me that this is one of the most preferred types of prey for regular bandits.After all, in their cognition, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and even if the nobles are down and out, they still have the noble family property, and they can squeeze out much more coins than ordinary people.

As for the down-and-out aristocrats who have so much money, how can the children of rich aristocrats live outside... Most of their brains can't support this level of thinking.

In addition, most of the noble children are skinny and tender, and the downfall of the family will make their weak will even weaker. When they hear the word "death", they will tremble with fear... being forcibly detained in a bandit's den and becoming a certain On the one hand, I have also seen a few venting tools, both female and male.It can only be said that it is definitely not a scene that people can lightly expose at will.

The eyes need to be restrained, at least not to make people feel cold when they see it... Very good, that's it.

After I was almost ready, I stretched out my hand and opened the curtains of the post house. It was really dark and snowy outside.The snow at this moment can still be called fine, but in my opinion, they are obviously much denser and colder than before.

The sky and the earth are quiet, and the falling snow is light and almost silent, but it is very efficient to coat this wet land with a layer of light white in just ten minutes.The streets are quiet, and occasionally pedestrians pass by in a hurry, while small merchants and hawkers leave earlier. They have spent half their lives here to make a living, and they pay more attention to the weather than ordinary people.

My palms tightened and stretched.Snow reduces the water vapor in the air, which is not conducive to my performance, but who said that snow is also formed on the basis of water?As long as I think about it, even if there is hail in the sky, it can be used for me.

Heavy snow weather is not suitable for tracking or spying, but if the time is right, it is also suitable for hiding.

I hope that the gangsters will not be too greedy for the warmth next to the stove, but will come out more to patrol the streets to see the snow and so on.You see, the sky is so dark and there are no pedestrians on the street. Isn't it suitable to do something interesting to please yourself by sacrificing others...?

I sandwiched Wakizashi between the jacket and the inner, and adjusted its position repeatedly to make sure that it would not be easily seen through, and then my figure flashed, and when I landed again, my feet were soft and gentle silver, " The falling snow followed the airflow, resting leisurely in my hair like spring petals.