My Ninjutsu in Naruto will be automatically practiced

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

"Boss! There are two more hidden here!"

Thirteen-year-old Dulan and his brother were dragged out of the grass, rubbing against the ground and passing piles of dead bodies and wreckage. In it, Duran saw his father's head being thrown casually on the ground and being kicked around, while his mother, wearing only her top, was lying in a twisted posture on the open space at the door of the house, with her exposed parts bloody and bloody. The two brothers were finally pressed face down on a tree stump, which was covered with traces of sharp weapons soaked with blood. The strong fishy smell penetrated Duran's nose, making him almost want to vomit. He closed his eyes tightly, trembling with fear.

His pants were taken off and his body was fiddled with a cold object.

A man spat at him in displeasure. "Bah, they are all men."

The cold thing was immediately pressed against the back of Dulan's head, and it was accompanied by a child's question that was so cold and immature: "Then kill him?"

This was followed by gunshots. Dulan found that his heart shrank violently, and some hot liquid splashed on his face.

If he is still alive, that means his brother is dead.

Duran's face was pressed tightly against the tree stump, his nails digging into the rough bark. He didn't dare to cry or open his eyes, so he bit his lips and curled up, as if he could disappear from the eyes of these demons. He was so desperate that just the sounds around him might kill him.

"Wait a minute." The equally cold voice of another child sounded from a distance, but it instantly gave Dulan hope of survival. "You killed the whole village? I still have to bring people back." Mining area, don’t let me fail to pay my job.”

"Me! I can! My fingers are very thin and my eyesight is very good..." Dulan immediately raised his head and shouted in the direction of the sound.

The kid behind him hit him hard on the head with the butt of a gun, and he hit a tree stump again. His face was in severe pain, his brain was buzzing, and he could only lie down for a while.

"You have to leave this person to me." The voice approached, and Duran was dizzy when he saw a very thin bare foot stepping on the tree stump, reaching out in front of him, and lifting his chin with its toes. He struggled to look up, trying to prove that he was still alive. What caught his eye was a thin black boy with blue eyes. He was carrying a gun and an extremely baggy undershirt. The boy looked at him, his expression cold and lifeless.

The man who spat at Duran asked: "Mulesh, are you coming back so soon? Have you taken care of that plane?"

"I watched it explode on the sea, Ossus, is that enough? You can't let me jump into the sea to confirm, right?"

"Didn't you take those diamonds back?"

"Did you make a mistake?" Mullesh raised his chin, looked at the man, and replied impatiently, "I'm not here to wipe your ass this time. I'm here to quietly deal with the problem for you." , I have been very helpful.”

"Mulesh..."

"It's not something you should take in the first place. I didn't kill you on the spot because I was too lazy to get involved. If the boss knows that the diamond you stole from him was stolen by someone else, do you think your head can be saved?"

"Wait until I show you a good look, Mulesh, you damn hyena!" Osas was at least three times bigger than Mulesh, but he acted very afraid of the thin and small child in front of him. . He didn't even say a word in reply, he just cursed and led his people away.

"Can you walk on your own? Is your leg not broken?" Mullesh withdrew his foot that was against Duran's chin.

Duran quickly climbed up on his hands and knees. Only then did he realize that Mulesh was half a head shorter than him.

"What is your name?"

"Dulan."

"how old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Can you see this?"

The black humanoid monster suddenly rushed in front of Duran's eyes, frightening him so much that he fell to the ground and disappeared instantly.

"Okay, I can see it." Mullesh stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Is everyone in your village here?"

Du Lan lowered his head and said nothing, with tears streaming down his face.

"I know." Mullesh's voice was still lifeless. "I just need a deputy. You are good. You can work with me from now on. If you don't listen to me, I will kill you. Do you understand?" Duran He nodded hastily. For him, it was good to survive.

"One more thing," Mullesh pointed with his chin in the direction Osas left, "Don't imitate their stuff, that's what animals do." He paused, and then said: "Your Who are your family members? Do you want me to help you bury them?" There was a vague warmth.

Adelaide helped Dulan bury his family, made a simple grave, and took him back to a diamond mining area. Although Adelaide is three years younger than Duran, he is obviously more reliable. He can control himself with ease and firmly refuse to let drug addiction corrode his will; he can flexibly control Dulan, who becomes violent after taking drugs, and prevent him from doing things that will make him regret; he is a conscientious mentor, Led Dulan to discover and control his own substitute; he saved many children who were originally going to be killed, and tried every means to keep them in the mining area to prevent them from being thrown out to die.

These aspects of perseverance, determination, kindness, and intelligence make Adelaide look like an angel lingering in hell with the smell of blood. But Duran knew that this was not all he had. Duran is grateful that he is the only one who is regarded as a friend by Adelaide. He understands Adelaide's struggle and pain. He thinks he understands Adelaide's hidden sins. He feels that he knows everything about Adelaide. everything.

Late one night in February 1999, Adelaide got into Duran's tent and took him out to a remote place.

"Dulan, I finally found a chance." Adelaide's voice trembled with excitement, "I'm going to run through several nearby mining areas tomorrow and send the collected diamonds to that bastard's hiding place."

"You mean..."

"I can finally get close to that bastard and avenge my father!" Adelaide was so excited that his breathing became short. The enemy who killed Adelaide's father back then is now a small boss in charge of several nearby mining areas. Duran knows that Adelaide has always insisted on staying in the mining area here not only for the children he protects, but also for the sake of the children he protects. Looking for an opportunity to get close to the man, he killed him.

Dulan was truly happy that his friend was about to get what he wanted, but his heart was full of worries and fears. "Are you going alone?"

"of course."

"I will go with you."

Adelaide flatly refused. "No, you will be in my way."

"I can't know that there is danger, but I have to watch you die." Dulan grabbed his arm, "I can protect myself and help you. My substitute is already very strong." His A network-like stand-in like a galaxy of stars appeared around him, and it also wrapped tightly around Adelaide's arm.

"I won't do it if I say no. I'll be fine, I promise, but even if I survive, I won't be able to return to the mining area. If you leave with me, what will happen to the children in the mining area? Those adults will eat them alive. Adelaide said calmly, "So, you have to break off the relationship with me so that you can stay and protect them. Your substitute is indeed very strong, and I can see it. More importantly, it is very suitable for Taoists." Washing diamonds, the output of this mining area is all carried by you and your substitute, so there is no accident, and those adults dare not touch you." Adelaide carefully asked Duran how to speak and behave in the future, and the RUF here How to deal with the rebels, how to arrange the children in the mining area, everything is detailed.

"I heard what Osas said. The RUF asked ECOWAS to fight out Freetown a few days ago. These gangsters are frightened and they are all thinking about making money and running away. If that bastard dies, , they will take action immediately, you will give them all the diamonds when the time comes, and escape with the children. Although I have never had a chance to find out, there should be someone nearby in the past two months who seems to be the Red Cross or a This is the temporary station of some rescue organization. They must be willing to protect you. Even if they are unwilling, it is always good to escape..."

Duran listened to Adelaide's words and finally couldn't help but hug his friend.

"Promise me that you will survive. No matter whether you succeed or not, you have to survive." He cried bitterly, but suppressed his voice tightly. "I will come to you when arrangements are made for the children in the mining area. You Come to me too, Adelaide, and I want you to swear an oath."

"I swear." Adelaide also hugged Duran, "I will find you."

Looking back now, the conversation between the two and a half-year-olds, which was like a couple taking care of each other, was a bit hilarious, but every time Dulan remembered this night, the corners of his eyes would get wet again.

Adelaide set out early the next morning and never came back.

The news of the death of the little boss quickly spread back to the mining area. Adelaide had done a very clean job. He sent the diamond unarmed into the heavily guarded room, and then came out unarmed and met his enemy but did not show up at all. Touch him with a finger. Logically speaking, this matter should not have anything to do with Adelaide. But his reputation as a "hyena" spread everywhere. Everyone said that despite his young age, Adelaide acted like a robot when fighting. Therefore, he was seen as a traitor when he failed to save anyone even though he was there. irrefutable evidence. What's more, as soon as he leaves, people will die. This is something he cannot deny no matter how clean his hands and feet are.

Duran's experience was as Adelaide expected. Although he was repeatedly questioned under high pressure, no one dared to deal with him. In just a few months, he quickly became experienced and maintained the delicate balance of the mining area. On the day when Osas and his men came to snatch the diamonds, Duran took the opportunity to intensify the conflict between them and the guards at the mine. In the chaos, he secretly took the children and fled into the temporary camp of a nearby humanitarian agency and accepted asylum.

"I received some treatment and was sent back to my hometown, but my family was gone and my fellow villagers were afraid of me because of my experience, so I was kicked out. Apart from joining the army, I had no skills and didn't study much. , desperation, I was almost abducted into a criminal gang. Fortunately, at this critical moment, a security company affiliated with the SPW Group took me in. They first sent me to the South Africa branch for care. I am over fifteen years old. After I turned 18, I was asked to go to the U.S. headquarters to work part-time." Dulan sat next to Ada and slowly told her about his own experience and the Adelaide he remembered.

"Now I work in the internal affairs department of the group headquarters, doing some high-level housekeeping work. I have completely said goodbye to my original life, but you have never come to me. I don't dare to think that you are no longer here, and I can only rely on others to go around. Asking about you. There was no news about you for a long time after that. In the autumn of the year before last, I heard that you were protected and sent to the Saint-Michel Center for shelter, but disappeared soon after. Later, I received the news that you were stolen aboard in Tunisia. News about the ferry.”

Ada looked at Duran carefully and felt that his outline was somewhat similar to the vague appearance she had drawn on the paper.

"I asked my employer to find a way to find you, and I was lucky enough to find you in Naples soon." Duran said with a smile, "It's great to see you finally settled down." But his eyes were not happy. Suddenly he stood up.

"I've confirmed that you are fine now, so I won't bother you any more."

"Are you going back now?" It was Nalanja who asked to stay. He had been sitting on the other side of Ada, holding his chin, listening to Dulan attentively, "Please stay a little longer and tell more about Ada. Was she living as a boy at that time? Didn't anyone notice?"

"No, Adelaide... Ada was very cautious at that time, and her double was also very suitable for disguise." Duran insisted on leaving, "Mr. Bucciarati has my business card and can call me at any time. "He didn't look at Ada, but turned his attention to Bucciarati. "I originally came to Naples on a business trip, and I still have important work to complete. The schedule is very tight, and there is really no way to stay longer. Since she has now integrated into life in Italy, there is no reason for me to intervene forcefully. For her, , being able to forget is also a rare blessing."

"I understand, but I still hope you can take time to come and have a casual meal." Bucciarati said, "Ada has always been very concerned about her lost memory. If possible, I still hope you can tell her in detail, Untie her knot. If you decide on the time, just contact me and I will prepare it for you."

Dulan quickly glanced at Ada who was looking at him again, agreed with difficulty, and then fled the restaurant.

He quickly found a deserted alley, plunged in, and stood silently. After a long time, the straight figure of the black boy in a well-dressed suit suddenly bent, and he leaned against the wall as if he was losing strength.

The Ada who showed her innocent attitude in the restaurant just now is completely different from the Adelaide in his memories. What happened to her before they met? In what kind of hell were those perseverance, determination, and intelligence forged? And how is that kindness maintained?

Duran cried silently like that night, but this time, there would be no Adelaide hugging him.

"He looks really uncomfortable." That's all Nalanja could say after Duran left.

Fuge was also heartbroken for Dulan. "It's really sad that the companion you found after all the hard work doesn't remember you at all." He glanced at Ada again, "You promised to find him at that time, but in the end you just threw him out of the sky."

"Pink Moon" ran out and explained for Ada: "Adelaide searched and found the station of the South African Security Company in Freetown. She asked someone to help write a card and send it to report that it was safe. The person who sent the letter He said that he was living a good life in the United States, and we felt that we should not disturb him with past events, so Adelaide began to plan for smuggling."

"But you swore, you stinky girl." Mista said, "It starts with chaos but ends with abandonment."

"No matter what, your decision at that time was inappropriate, especially since people have been looking for you persistently over the years, which shows that you are not trustworthy." Fuge began to teach him daily, "When we have dinner together, treat people well in person. Apologize, although it won't make up for anything, but at least you have to know that you are wrong."

Ada didn't remember anything, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was quite sad, so she agreed.

Bucciarati declined to comment on the matter. The team members and Ada had already made a mutual decision, and there was no need for him to say anything more. He just reached out and touched the top of Ada's head, glanced at the clock on the wall, and then talked about the next thing. "I'm going to bring Giorno here now. I'll be back in two hours at most."

Perhaps it was because Bugala had received a vaccination two days in advance, but there was no obvious reaction from the team members. Only Ada raised her little fist and squeezed it.

"We agreed not to see blood and not to send people to the hospital, Ada, don't forget it." Bucciarati left the message and went to find Giorno.

Ada also looked at the clock. It was not even ten o'clock. "Then, what are we going to do while we wait for him?" she suggested, "How about we rehearse how to beat Giorno, and you have to help me hold him down."

"Don't even think about it. I didn't do my homework yesterday, so I have to make up for it today." Fuge immediately objected.

Neither Ada nor Nalanjia was happy. "Today is Saturday, let us go." This is Naranja.

"That won't work. After I went to the school's open day, I realized that I was too lenient with you before." Fuge skillfully took out the textbooks and homework from the sideboard. He planned to take something else, and fumbled for a while. , "Huh? Where are the pens? Both are gone? I put them in the day before yesterday."

"It's on loan, I gave it to you." Apaki tilted his head and pointed in the direction of the checkout counter at the door.

Fuge wanted to get the pen back, but turned back halfway.

"Ada, your chance to show off has come." He handed Ada the two teaspoons beside the teapot.

"What are you showing?" Ada took it.

"You two need a pen, what do you think?" Fuge sat down.

Ada stared at the teaspoon in a daze. Pink Moon showed a hand from one of Ada's arms, her fingertips touched one of them, and the thin-handled stainless steel spoon slowly turned into a metallic pen. Ada, who was connected to its senses, carefully experienced the way the substitute used its ability, and imitated it to create a mimicry for the other teaspoon.

"I did it!" She raised her head and looked at Nalanja in surprise. The other person took out a pen and gave her a high-five in response.

The two of them started doing math problems separately.

Fuge first gave them some simple questions to warm up--the kind of questions that were so simple that even Nalanja could write like a god. The questions at the second grade level of elementary school should not be difficult for Ada, but she pinched the strokes and pulled them a few times and stopped.

"What's wrong? There shouldn't be any questions that he can't do, right?" Fuge looked at her notebook, which was empty, not a single word.

Ada stuck out her head and glanced at the answer written by Nalanjia.

"Don't look at it, you two have different topics."

"It's not about looking at the answer." Ada raised her head awkwardly and looked back at Fugo, "My pen can't write." In her hand was the pen she simulated. If she had to use it to write the answer, then Ada would Only reliefs can be engraved on the notebook.

Nalanja stopped to look at her and the one he was using - it was a pencil. Although it was metallic in color, its shape was that of a very ordinary wooden pencil with an eraser at the end. He took Ada's pen again, which was a pen. He tried to take the pen apart, but failed. The pen barrel seemed to be welded shut. He touched his finger to the tip of the pen again. It was completely dry and did not stain his finger.

"Ada, do you know how to fill the pen with ink?" Fuge also came over to check, and after reading he asked Ada.

Mista took Ada's pen from Naranja's hand. "It's very delicate," he said. "It's exactly like Bucciarati's."

"Ink?" Ada shook her head blankly, "I just think that Bucciarati pen is so beautiful. Just the way it looks... shouldn't it come with ink when you buy it?"

"Pfft hahahahahahaha!" This is Mista.

"I can't write it because it's not inked hahahahahahahahahahaha! You are so clumsy hahahahahahahaha! I can't write it hahahahahahahaha! It's not inked hahahahahahahahahahaha!" This is Na Langa.

"I just got it, don't laugh at me." Ada took back her pen and used her substitute ability on it, trying to save it, but to no avail. Naranja and Mista laughed even louder.

"It's so noisy, can you two shut up for a while?" Apache's head hurt.

"It was originally a teaspoon, so Mimic's pen cannot be disassembled and ink cannot be added. It seems that if the internal structure is not clear, Mimic will not be able to make something that can be used normally." Fuge unlocked his number. Daytime's doubts, "Then it's no wonder that you can't draw the kind of gun barrel Nalanjia mentioned - have you ever seen a rifle, Ada?"

"Maybe in my memory, but I forgot about it. Mista's hand/gun also refused to show me more." Ada also suddenly realized. She canceled the pen mimicry and replaced it with the pencil she was used to, and now she could use it normally. She tried it on the paper and thought of another question. "I don't know if the writing will stay after that, or will it turn back into a spoon?" After the power was released, the writing disappeared, leaving only scratches on the paper, but the teaspoon was intact.

"It's so economical, with this ability." Mista said, "Wouldn't this mean that we never have to buy new notebooks?"

Fuge said: "This ability is not suitable for writing homework in the future, let alone taking exams." It was all in vain. But if it's just a warm-up exercise, it doesn't matter, it's actually better. He began to urge the two of them to stop playing around and continue working on the questions.

After finishing the simple questions, Fuge served the dinner.

"Ada, tell me after you finish all the questions on this page of the textbook, and I will help you pick them up." He said, taking Nalan Jia's notebook and pen, and wrote a question by hand, "Nalan Jia Jia, judging from the situation last week, multiplication with decimal points is a bit early for you. Today I will review the multiplication of integers. You have solved this problem." Multiply 28 by 55.

Nalanjia was stumped and began to retreat again. Fugo coaxed him to work harder on his own. Nalanja tried hard, but the result of his efforts directly destroyed Fuge's sanity. The two of them performed a full martial arts show and jointly presented a play - a black teapot with blood splattering on a strawberry cake.

Ada immediately ran away with the exercise book in hand and hid next to Apache as usual. As soon as Apache lifted the teapot, Bucciarati came back with Giorno.