[Naruto + Curse] Magician's Guide to Reemployment

"...So why am I squatting here with you?" He was dragged into the alley by the same person without saying a word. At this moment, he was sandwiched between the two of them, with his head still barely covered by the cage with the iron lid that the child had slid down from the trash can next to him. Shima asked as he stared blankly at the opposite wall.

On the other side of the street, there were three little cubs from Class 7 who were also sneaky.

Inoue gestured and winked wildly, as if he was performing some extremely secret life-or-death mission: "Shh, Koizumi, keep your voice down, or we will be discovered."

Rongdao was at a loss for words. He sighed softly in compromise for a while, lowered his voice submissively and asked, "So what are you doing now? At least explain it to me."

Things have to start around ten o'clock this morning. At that time, Team 7 had just completed the piecemeal D-level mission, but was left behind by the successor jounin who was eager to return to the jounin dormitory to read the follow-up plot of Intimate Heaven.

At this time, Uzumaki Naruto, who has been famous since his days in the Ninja School with his outstanding prank ability that can single-handedly make the entire Konoha jump, came up with a plan. He was gripped by an idea that would haunt them for years to come. So after his suggestion, Team 7 aggressively prepared to carry out a "mission that only Team 7 can complete" - that is, to spy on Kakashi's true appearance under the mask - and then this idea attracted everyone except Team 7 at the same time. Other than Xiao Dou Ding's participation, it hit it off right away.

Even Shimizu, who seemed the least likely to get involved in such activities, seemed to be very interested in it, not to mention Inoue, who was almost like Naruto in terms of his unbridled and out-of-the-box thinking.

As mentioned above, this is the reason for the strange scene at this moment.

As if remembering something, Qing Shui tilted his head towards Lage Island and asked thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, I remember that Kakashi-sensei was Izumi's tutor during the Ninja School. Is that right?"

Cage Island's thoughts drifted for a while.

What tutor? A Spartan two-headed baby who held a gun transformed from a chameleon to her forehead and said he wanted to train her to become the world's number one mafia leader? Or the terrible madao natural roll that can make a strawberry-flavored lollipop smoke?

Rongdao braked suddenly without changing his expression, and brought back the thought of running away.

Speaking of which, the people's teacher who always has suspicious 18r novels at his fingertips seems to be pretty bad too. It’s on par with some people who secretly wear student uniforms and take pictures, slightly.

The little girl paused for a moment and nodded slightly.

Qingshui:......

He seemed reluctant to admit that it must be his imagination.

Hearing this, the other two people in Class 9 leaned their heads over one after another, with eager eyes: "Then have you ever seen what Kakashi-sensei looks like under his mask?" The two little beanies were almost listed by Naruto. The possibility is tormenting me like crazy, and I am desperately clinging to her life-saving straw at this moment.

Rongdao searched through his memory and found that even in the hottest and unbearable summer, he had never seen the man take off his mask. So this time the little girl shook her head and denied it within a moment. This answer made the contemporaries on both sides of her droop their shoulders in frustration, and a faint aura of defeat and frustration rose around them.

"Damn it, there are no flaws at all. Is this the strength of a Jonin?" Inoue muttered.

No, please use the strength of jounin in a more normal place. Longdao moved his steps, quietly moving away from the same person who was trapped in the aura of the defeated dog.

At this time, the target being tracked, Konoha's elite Jonin, wears a mask all year round. What kind of face looks like under the mask may be the biggest mystery. Kakashi Hatake has almost disappeared in the crowd.

...Then again, would the famous elite jounin who made the ninjas outside the village change their minds after hearing this, really not notice the little tail behind him?

Longdao yawned and put a big question mark after the current situation. His thoughtful expression didn't last long before it was overshadowed by the words "bored" in capital letters.

Want sleep.

The sleepy little girl quickly squatted into a ball and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. At that time, she was pushed next to Skye, and she and several other little cubs were hidden behind the trees.

The camera's shutter clicked as it took continuous pictures. The children crowded together, their eyes never leaving the jounin at the end of their line of sight.

He slowly pinched the fabric at the bridge of his nose, and his naked face gradually expanded...

"Is Koizumi really not at all curious about what Kakashi-sensei's face looks like under the mask?" A few blocks away, Sakura poked her elbow and turned to whisper to her. At that time, Gongjima just tilted his head a little sluggishly, and lowered his shoulder a little closer to the pink-haired girl in coordination. The photographer who was leaning against the wall with them also followed the sound. Surrounded by the gazes of several people, Longdao slowly explained: "Not really."

Not completely uninterested, after all, people always instinctively want to explore these seemingly mysterious things. Besides, who would wear a mask all year round and never show their true face? Is there any rule that requires you to commit yourself if your true face is seen?

so weird. What kind of Qiong Yao setting is this?

But unless the parties involved are willing to do this, they will probably not be able to find any flaws in Kakashi until they find out who is evenly matched with Kakashi.

Longdao lowered his eyes, feeling a little bored.

At this moment, she remembered Gojo's evaluation of her.

——You are very keen and can make reasonable or even accurate predictions about the future.

The man took off the next part of the bandage, and he picked up the scattered white cotton with his knuckles, revealing a corner of his blue eyes. His other hand was still in his pocket, his posture was casual, but his shadow completely obscured the setting sun behind him. He raised the corners of his mouth casually and stared down at the student sitting on the ground, panting to regain his strength.

——Because you foresee the future to some extent, you give up before trying, denying the significance of trying altogether. This sensitivity will also restrict your development.

After all, Cage Island did not say anything that would disappoint a few children.

Back to the present.

The sleepy little girl shifted her center of gravity and fell diagonally in the direction of Skye. The feeling of falling finally awakened Cage Island's vigilance, but before she could open her eyes, she was supported on the shoulders by the person next to her, which prevented her cheek from coming into close contact with the ground. Skaia, who seemed to be concentrating on photography just now, reacted quickly and released her hands. The little girl's cheek softly pressed against the man's palm, and a small amount of flesh was squeezed out. The pair of clear, sleepy eyes slowly raised upwards and stared at the owner of the hand, seemingly innocent.

Innocent and obedient. These words are always a bit unrealistic when applied to the girl Cage Island.

Eyes facing each other. It was probably the sleepiness that had melted away Long Dao's usually overly mature appearance compared to her peers. She appeared to be in a rare state of confusion. She seemed to be still processing the current information slowly, and her thoughtful expression was no longer as cold as before.

His eyes finally focused, but his sluggish brain had not yet returned to high speed. Rageshima stared blankly at the man who was trying to save himself from landing on his face.

One second, two seconds...

Skye's other hand was still holding the camera high, but the hand that was supposed to hold the shutter button had not returned to its original position because it had taken part of the little girl's weight. The touch of his palm was cool and slippery, and Rongdao's breath hit his palm, as light as a feather, with vital warmth and slight moisture, causing a vague itch on the skin on the side of his palm.

He was about to let go when Rongdao suddenly raised his hand and firmly clasped his wrist while still half-leaning on the man's arm. The temperature on Skaia's body was higher than the temperature on her fingertips. Her fingers, which seemed to be filled with the chill of an entire autumn, climbed up to the inside of his wrist and pressed against his beating pulse through the skin and muscles. .

The sleepiness in her eyes seemed to have faded a bit. Longdao's other hand pulled his knuckles and pushed the hand that had accidentally pressed her face away from her face. For a moment he looked into Skye's eyes.

She straightened up slightly, as if to get closer. Skye instinctively leaned back a little, and suddenly the two of them lost their center of gravity and tilted backwards.

"!"

The trees are rustling. When he fell down, the man who claimed to be a photographer subconsciously wanted to stabilize Lengdao, but he was holding expensive photography equipment in one hand, and the other hand was still held by the little girl's wrist, so he had no choice but to hold the outside of Lengdao's arm.

The distance between the two was too close. Rongdao half-knelt beside him, his eyes roaming over his face until Skye broke into cold sweat on his back.

Not good. he thinks.

The little girl locked her eyes thoughtfully on his. Skye moved the wrist held by her slightly and asked cautiously: "Um...what's wrong, Koizumi?"

"I just wanted to say it." Longdao kept moving closer to him, his tone was calm, but he didn't let go of his wrist, "Have we... met before?"

Kakashi, who was wearing a Skia skin, was filled with fear that he was about to be stripped off his waistcoat.

He showed an embarrassed expression and said with a smile: "Maybe. After all, I was also a ninja of Konoha before. It's not necessarily true if I have seen him."

Cage Island was noncommittal. She lowered her eyes, moved the fingers holding Skye's wrist a little, and stated: "Your pulse has become faster. Why are you nervous?"

Just as Skye's brain was racing, the silver-haired jonin who was being followed looked this way as if he heard something.

Forced by the fact that he was about to be caught, Naruto, who was originally ambushing behind another bush, rushed out first and stopped in front of the silver-haired jounin, racking his brains to think of reasons to delay.

At the same time, someone came to them quickly.

"...What are you doing?" Sasuke asked after a moment of silence.

It’s no wonder that the cold-faced cool guy showed a hard-to-speak expression, the two people’s postures at this time were really subtle.

The girl at the same time leaned her upper body forward, put one hand on the man's shoulder to maintain balance, and wrapped the other hand around the man's wrist, almost falling into the man's arms. Skyea bent her arm, and the restrained hand was still holding the little girl's upper arm. Unexpectedly, the two of them had been looking at each other for an instant just now.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Cage Island was the first to loosen the hand around Skye's wrist and withdraw from the weird atmosphere as if nothing had happened. She didn't mention the previous question aggressively, which actually made Skye slightly relieved.

Did it turn out that my contemporaries had this kind of personality?

Why is he so proactive during the same period of indifference?

Is plundering by force a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Calm down, let’s find the time machine first

The three people had different thoughts and unanimously stopped mentioning the episode just now.

Naturally, the camera did not record the image of Kakashi taking off his mask.

Unexpectedly, Team 7's battle plan failed even after receiving help from several other teams. However, this did not dampen the curiosity of the little beans.

Regarding the invitation that his companions would come up with a better way to cooperate next time and definitely see Kakashi's true appearance, Gongjima just yawned lazily and nodded perfunctorily with his eyes lowered.