[Naruto + Curse] Magician's Guide to Reemployment

In mid-August, Mrs. Long Island was injured during the mission and took a back seat. At the same time, this consultation also diagnosed Mrs. Longjima to be two months pregnant. If not for this reason, according to the woman's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to leave the front line.

Since then, Lung Island House has stepped up its efforts to add a new bedroom to house the future new members of the family. From the early days of automatic construction to the present, the bedroom has begun to take shape. Mrs. Longjima no longer works as a frontline visiting reconnaissance personnel. She has a lot of leisure for a while. Longjima entered the ninja school at the beginning of the year, so she doesn't need to worry too much. With the support of Mr. Longdao, Mrs. Longdao renovated the old house that had been idle for a long time and opened a dessert shop.

With his good cooking skills, the Longdao family's dessert shop is running smoothly. After school and when he has free time, Rageshima also helps out in the store.

Two months of pregnancy is not enough to affect Mrs. Long Island's posture. When there was no one in the store, she often sat in a chair by the window and read. When I read an interesting part, a calm smile appeared on my face. Sometimes she caressed her flat belly, her expression seemed to be deep in thought, and her whole body was surrounded by a delicate and light light. Her gentle expression reminded people of the windless lake and the golden Aphrodite. .

"Xiaoquan, do you think it will be a younger brother or a younger sister?" Mrs. Longdao waved to Longdao. Lung Dao looked at his mother. Her long hair was golden and maroon in the setting sun, curled up like the melted sunlight flowing on her clothes. The woman smiled and asked Kagoshima for her opinion on what name she should give her. Does Koizumi have any good ideas?

This scene made Longdao feel a little dazed. She suddenly remembered the rain that buried everything, and the memory before the rain came.

[Koizumi, I have good news for you—you are going to have a younger brother. The expected date of delivery is April next year. Does Koizumi have any suggestions about names? ]

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"Aoi?" Longdao thought for a while and said. She put the fruit cut into small pieces into a bowl and handed it to her mother. Her eyes fell on her mother's flat belly, and her eyes lit up with a subtle, moist light.

"Aoi? It's a good name." Mrs. Longjima took the porcelain bowl and teased her, "I always feel that Koizumi seems to have matured a lot."

Longdao turned away: "After all, this little guy will be under my care from now on...Besides, how can he never grow up?" She muttered the second half of the sentence in a low voice, her expression calm, but she still felt awkward, and the tips of her ears crawled. A thin red color from congestion.

The sun on the horizon is like a plump egg yolk, piercing the membrane outside the yolk, and the plump golden liquid will flow out. At this time, the hot color took on a scorching temperature, burning the forests and towns to evaporation.

The high temperature of late summer finally restrained its claws as night approached, and the crimson sunset still hung on the horizon. You can vaguely hear the chirping of skylarks in the distance. Closer, you can see a fat cat that sneaked out of someone's house on the street corner and curled up in the doorway of the store to enjoy the cool air.

About half an hour later, the curtain at the door of the store was lifted, and the wind chimes jingled and sang. The leader was a young man with long black hair. Judging from his figure and posture, he was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was wearing the uniform of a Konoha ninja and looked a little dusty. She had seen this face not long ago, earlier today.

As mentioned earlier, Cage Island itself does not have a large amount of chakra. Mr. Longjima was somewhat worried about this and felt that his daughter might not be suitable to become a ninja. In contrast, Mrs. Longdao comforted her husband and told him to calm down. As a parent, at this time, you only need to watch your child grow. As for what she will grow into in the future, that is the child's own choice. Even if Cage Island is really not suitable for becoming a ninja, that will happen in the future. At worst, he will just persuade his daughter to work in the rear.

Lungdao has always been self-aware. The amount of chakra is slightly inferior to others, but it is not a major irreparable flaw - as long as the distribution and scheduling are just right, there is no need to worry about not being able to exert his due strength.

This is true in theory, but the problem arises in practice. Although the nature of chakra and the nature of mantra have something in common, there are still very significant differences in general. Habits can make a person perfect with practice and draw inferences from one example. At the same time, they can also become an insurmountable obstacle to the person's development. For Cage Island, who has already engraved the use of magic into his instincts, it is not difficult to learn and master the operation of chakra. What is really difficult is to change the fighting habits of the past five years.

She has never been a student who gets up early. If she were not forced to do so by "having to do this" and "having no other choice", she would never open her eyes. After regaining her health, the sleepiness that had plagued her all year finally disappeared. In the early morning, shortly after sunrise, the amber sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, gathering half of the bed under the palm of my hand, and sprinkled on the dark patterned tiles. The whole room exuded a warm and dry atmosphere. When she woke up, she was hot and thirsty, sweating from head to toe, and even thought she was lying on the steamed bun drawer at the morning market stall. So awake that it’s hard to fall asleep.

It was also for this reason that Lungdao simply put on his protective gear and went out. During this period, Mr. Longdao was busy with official documents and could not spare time. He was rarely seen even at home. Lungdao quietly closed the door, and his mother was still sleeping peacefully.

Konoha had just woken up at this time. Gongjima bought a cup of pumpkin soup at the breakfast shop. After listening to the landlady chatting for a while, he slowly walked towards the training ground.

It was during this period that Cage Island encountered the Uchiha brothers who were practicing shuriken in the woods. The figures of the big and small have the Uchiha clan emblem in the shape of a round fan embroidered on their backs. The older one is leaning against the tree, looking at the younger children with a soft and delicate smile. He briefly and quickly cast a glance at the place where Long Island stopped, and his eyes returned to his brother again - only three or two of the thrown shurikens missed the target, and hit the rocks in the blind corner. Fall aside.

She vaguely felt something brushing past her heart, bringing with it a familiar feeling that made her hair stand on end and felt lost.

"Ah, it's Itachi-kun and Kakashi-kun." Mrs. Gongjima raised her face and greeted the two people who came in, "It's hard to come back from the mission. Is today the same as before, Itachi-kun?"

"Yes, please, Cage Island-senpai." Itachi replied.

The sense of déjà vu that was not very obvious at that time is now clearer with close contact. Longdao suddenly recognized where this familiar feeling came from. It was a kind of restrained and introverted exhaustion, glued together with a melancholy but unshakable feeling of loneliness. In the flash of lightning, the back of Liu Yan flashed in her mind, and then she felt that it was far away.

Before leaving, Kakashi took out a letter with damaged edges. Mrs. Longdao stopped laughing and took it silently, but did not rush to open it. She just held it between her fingers and rubbed it repeatedly, until her fingers turned white from the force. I pinched the envelope until peak-like creases appeared on it, and then I suddenly realized that I had to release my strength and clamp the thin letter paper loosely. Rongdao took a peek and saw the crooked handwriting crawling out from under his mother's fingertips to form an unfamiliar name. The curls and hooks gave people the impression that a frustrated smile appeared vaguely.

The mother was silent for a long time, but in fact it was only a moment, but in that short period of time only the skylarks in the distance were singing, and it seemed that the fleeting time had been infinitely stretched and stretched. She thanked Kakashi, with a thin layer of regret hanging in the corners of her eyes. The eyes above Kakashi's mask were lowered, calm and calm, showing no emotion, and there was a vague sense of being well-behaved and being trained in front of his seniors. The little girl from Longdao's family stood aside, her head lowered, as she put the half-packed cream cake her mother had packed into a box, sealed it, and put it aside. The light on the ribbon was cold and bright, and the little girl's eyes were also cold and bright.

The owner of the letter was my mother’s colleague in the reconnaissance unit. The team that rushes to the front line to spy on the enemy's situation, once they are captured, their lives can be seen at a glance. Those who cannot withstand the enemy's torture may die after surrendering, or they may rather die than surrender; those who can endure may die or be disabled, and those who are unlucky may die miserably in a foreign country without having time to wait for support. After receiving the order from the Third Generation, the team led by Kakashi rushed to support overnight. With a well-planned plan and the information provided by the ninjas who were covered to bring the information back to Konoha, the support operation went smoothly.

Unfortunately, by the time support arrived, the captured reconnaissance ninja was already dying. When he handed the letter, which had been written for a long time, to the ANBU who came for support, he opened his eyelids covered with blood and tried to smile, but he was choked by the blood clots in his lungs and coughed, making a violent sound like an old bellows.

"I'll trouble you next... Fukuyama, summer is almost over..." His voice was so low that it was almost blown away by the wind and dust, and in the end, his memory was confused and he talked nonsense. It seemed to be sighing.

At that time, Mrs. Longjima was newly married, and after the first meeting in the reconnaissance team, he habitually called her Fukuyama. Mrs. Longjima covered her lips and smiled and said, it's time to change the title.

As night falls, the burning clouds and the drunken sunset become translucent, like paper soaked in water, sinking into the vast night. The fire is also annihilated, and the clouds sink into the water, turning into a silent mountain.

Mrs. Longdao closed the shop door early and sat in the study with the window open to enjoy the breeze, but fell asleep after a while. Rongdao rolled his feet and hands and rushed into the study, covered his mother with a blanket, closed the window, and then blew out the candles. When she blew out the candle, she caught a glimpse of the densely packed words on the letter paper seeming to be swimming. Those mountains and rivers, streams and seas of stars, deserts and snowfields that may have been written down or only retained in memory may flow into Mrs. Longdao's dream tonight under the moonlight.

Summer is almost over.

That was a story before Longdao recorded his story. At that time, Mrs. Longdao was still serving as the captain of the third detachment of the reconnaissance force. It has been quite some time since her last name was Fukuyama. After she fell in love with Mr. Gojima and got married, her subordinates gradually began to call her Captain Gojima. Occasionally, a companion who didn't react quickly would make a slip of the tongue and still call her Fukuyama Fukuyama.

About four years ago, the third team was ordered to sneak into the Kingdom of Water, and the leader was Mrs. Cage Island. This exploration mission should have gone smoothly, but something went wrong. Before the third team got the information and retreated to the border of the Kingdom of Water, someone leaked the news and revealed the third team's action plan. The entire team was intercepted by ninjas sent by the Kingdom of Rain and fell into a bitter battle. None of the members of the third team are ninjas who are good at fighting. Once the information is obtained, if they continue to entangle with the enemy, the information obtained may also be blown away.

There are only two choices before us: continue to resist desperately, or escape with a false shot and worry about what happens next. The infiltration mission was hard and dangerous. In order to obtain accurate information, the companions were exhausted, and fell into a trap during the retreat when their nerves were slightly relaxed... At this time, even if they tried their best, the remaining chakra was very little. The former has a certain chance of being able to break out of the siege by luck, but when facing the situation of pursuing troops, a few defeated soldiers are obviously not enough; and choosing the latter, the worst possibility is that one or two people need to be sacrificed. After resting in a safer place, it would not be too late to contact Konoha and wait for support. Mrs. Longdao gritted her teeth and ordered one person to feint with her as a cover, while the other person prepared the teleportation technique behind to protect the information obtained.

Fortunately, the timing of the completion of the technique was just right, just in time to teleport Mrs. Longdao and her party to the woods a few kilometers away. When the Anbu pursuing them from the Kingdom of Water found them, the Anbu sent by Konoha to support them also arrived.

The Anbu sent to support that year were still led by Kakashi. The flash of swords and shadows finally returned to calm, and the air was filled with the smell of rust mixed with damp earth, which was washed away by the patter of rain. The reconnaissance members of the third team all breathed a sigh of relief. With this mentality, it seemed that the rain outside the cave where they were hiding had become much lighter, and the sky would clear up soon. In the previous battle, Mrs. Gongjima's leg was seriously injured. The cloth soaked in the water was close to the outturned flesh, and the area around the wound was soaked and turned white. No one in this team is good at medical ninjutsu, so they can only deal with emergency bleeding.

Just when it was supposed to be a relaxing moment, the captain of the reconnaissance team suddenly changed his expression. When he grabbed the map from the ninja bag, several kunai clinked on the ground. She called out to the boy in the fox mask with a solemn expression: "We may have fallen into a trap." This sentence made everyone look at each other. The woman drew a small area centered on her current location, and then tapped on the map not far from here. Somewhere far away…

After the internal deployment is completed, you only need to expose appropriate flaws and wait for the other party to show up. The intelligence previously detected will naturally be of great use, coupled with the elite combat power of the reinforcements - as the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger of a hundred battles. The group was unsurprisingly victorious and returned to Konoha safely.

After that, through the small mechanism left behind by the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, it is another story to make the Water Kingdom incompetent and furious.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the streets were still brightly lit. The heat of the summer night fades away like a tide, like the sweet aftertaste of bitter tea, adding half a coolness to the heat. Longdao put on a thin coat, went to the drugstore to find the doctor who had previously treated his mother, and put the medicine for health into his handbag. She was not in a hurry to go home and walked slowly to the market.

After walking a few steps, Longdao saw a familiar figure not far away - a small one, with a flaming fan embroidered on the back of his clothes, standing on tiptoes not knowing who he was waiting for. He probably had the reputation of being a genius. Brother. The young master of the Uchiha family is indeed handsome, and his facial features are somewhat similar to his elder brother. His eyes are dark and bright, and he looks like a proud little peacock.

While looking at it, the young boy seemed to feel eyes falling on him and turned his head. In school, Gojima didn't have much interaction with Sasuke - rather, except for his childhood sweethearts Ino, Shikamaru and one Choji, Gojima had very few interactions with anyone. Sasuke himself remains extremely popular. Not to mention little girls at this age, even if they are a few years older, they are still not immune to beauty. The accumulation of multiple factors resulted in the number of opportunities for Kagoshima and Sasuke to have one-to-one direct communication. They could be counted on one hand.

The little girl's eyelids were drooped, her eyes half-opened, and she stared back expressionlessly, thinking in her mind whether to count down a few seconds before looking away. At this moment, the person the young master was waiting for came out of the store.

"Are you a classmate?" Itachi looked at Cage Island and then at Sasuke. As soon as he saw his brother coming out of the store, Sasuke almost immediately forgot about the man on the other side of the road. Only when this question fell in his ears did he remember the big living person he had just met.

When the little genius remembered something, he frowned on his face that had been looking up excitedly, and turned away with a loud fart. Lengdao's plan was to pretend not to notice and just walk away, but for no reason, she relied on her brother's favor with her. She was shocked to the spot when she let out a snort that was more out of breath than coquettish. Lungdao stopped walking and couldn't figure out where he had offended this young master. It couldn't be that he had an quarrel with his brother - no one would glare at others when they had an quarrel.

She was afraid that she would be penalized again for not saying hello, so she thought of running away again.

Itachi reluctantly poked Sasuke on the forehead and smiled at Cageshima.

The plan to run away was ruined on the spot, so basic etiquette must be maintained.

"Good evening, Sasuke-kun, Itachi-senpai."

Itachi responded. The young master, on the other hand, covered his forehead where he had been poked and tried to repeat the old trick. It took a while before he managed to say good night awkwardly. Lungdao looked around, it was already getting late, and it was time to go home, so as not to disturb his mother's sleep by toiling too late. Then he bid farewell to the two of them decisively and walked in the opposite direction. The young master gathered his energy again, and while being led back to the clan by his elder brother, he excitedly talked about what he had seen.

At that time, the tail of August was almost slipping away.