[Naruto] A white-haired man appears in Uchiha

Yun yawned sleepily and stared at the dark circles under his eyes.

Gaara, who was sitting quietly while holding a piece of paper, said, "I stayed up all night last night to come up with a fun game!"

"I know." Gaara squeezed the paws of the teddy bear and looked up at the guy next to him who hadn't slept all night yet. It was already the third day.

The person who claims to be Yun says that he wants to be his friend. Friend, Yashamaru...you saw, someone offered to be my friend.

Will Shura, who only loves himself, have a chance to receive love from others? In fact, she is just like you. In order to complete the assigned task, the ninja must follow the instructions.

"Captain, breakfast." There was a knock on the door, and a breakfast of sunny-side-up eggs and a bottle of milk was handed over through a small opening in the door.

"Where's my dessert?" Yun looked at the composition of the food dissatisfied, "At least give me a latte, damn it."

Since handing over matters to their subordinates, they have added their own wishes.

"Hezi said to control your diet. Keeping it light is good for your health." Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw Yun's stinky face full of complaints. The captain felt like he was missing his favorite dessert if he couldn't eat it. Catnip for kittens.

"You go prepare these, I will use them later." Yun handed the paper he had been writing on all night to the other side. There was a clearly marked item requirement on the back. If this failed, he would just wait to eat sand.

"Gaara, what do you want to eat?" Yun chewed a corner of the omelette, and a half-filled bottle of milk was placed on the plate next to him. "I'll ask Xing to bring it to you later."

"No need, someone will send it over." The little Gaara hid behind a big stuffed toy, holding his favorite little stuffed bear in his arms, immersed in the ocean of stuffed animals.

"Lord Gaara." There was another knock on the door, which was different from Xing's casual tone. After three very regular intervals, a plate contained a bowl of water and pills placed on a small plate.

Yun looked at Gaara who swallowed the pills while the person who came to deliver the meal watched, and drank the water to assist his swallowing in one gulp.

The servant holding the wooden tray in both hands maintained breathless vigilance, and the wooden clogs made a consistent sound step by step along the corridor until the outer door was closed.

The oppressive rhythm made Yun feel very unhappy. He gritted his teeth and said, "I hate those rules. What's the use of rigidly abiding by them."

"Sorry for talking too much, maybe I haven't slept for too long and I'm not in good condition."

"When does the game start? Do you want to go out? Father will not allow me to leave the village." Gaara didn't care about the servant's attitude, nor did he care about Yun's dissatisfaction. The sense of security hidden under the giant toy fills the void in my heart, and the hug feels good.

"A place with a larger space is a place suitable for the game I design." Yun held the pen and wrote on another brand-new white paper. The line written in the center was followed by small words. .

"The time is five o'clock tomorrow morning. If necessary, we can arrive at the game venue early tonight at nine o'clock."

"Speaking of preparations, I have to take a nap first." Yun put down the pen in his hand and lay down on the wooden floor and fell asleep.

Gaara, who said nothing, stared at the clouds. The ninja's sleep was very shallow to prevent sudden attacks from enemies, but how did she fall asleep without noticing the danger.

The flowing sand gathered in the sky, forming sharp angles aimed at the sleeping clouds.

The wind that formed around the cloud blew away the scattered sand, and everything happened quietly.

Yashamaru, if I could sleep, would I dream of you.

Will you dream about a mother you have never met before? In the dream, we will definitely be able to coexist peacefully and laugh.

There were no assassination orders from my father, and no unnecessary deaths.

It's just that I can't sleep, so I don't have the chance to dream about you.

The impatient knock on the door made Yun, who had just woken up and was about to continue resting, open his eyes. The blurred vision and noisy sounds filled his mind.

"Captain Yun! Let's set off now, what you want is ready."

"I know, come right away." Yun Qiang resisted the urge to get angry, and could not put the harsh way he treated Xing on Hezi. After taking a deep breath to adjust his condition, he asked Gaara if he could travel.

After receiving a positive answer, Yun opened the sealed door.

"Your bold requests have been approved by the higher ups, but we Suna ninja are not easy to bully. Uchiha Yun, you'd better remember this." The puppet master warned the people behind him while leading the way.

Yun let out a long yawn sleepily, looking like he didn't get enough sleep.

It wasn't until 4:30 in the morning of the next day that Yun woke up from his sleep and looked at the size of the base soberly.

Can't it be bigger? The height of this floor is too low, and it will be impossible to guarantee whether the ceiling will still exist.

"Gaara?" Yun walked to the center of the empty base, where a disc lottery card stood conspicuously alone.

"As you can see, this turntable is divided into three parts." Yun took out a kunai from the bag and knocked on the panel before saying, "It's not very rigorous, its front is divided into three parts: red, blue, and yellow. "

"Each piece represents the game session to be played this time, and the back is the prize at the end of the game. However, it remains to be discussed whether it can be called a prize, so the winner of the game can choose to accept it or pass it to the other party."

"Aim with the kunai to decide which game to play. Since I know too much about the rules of this game. The choice is left to you, but I will turn the dial before you throw the kunai." Yun threw the kunai in his hand. Gaara gave it to Gaara and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is not a task. I have no interest in continuing to work during my leisure time."

"And you saw the note I wrote yesterday. In fact, for the sake of fairness, I don't know what they will prepare."

"Yes, red is for fighting, blue is for asking questions, and yellow is for food." Gaara bent down and picked up the kunai at his feet. An unsharpened kunai should not appear in the hands of a jounin. This kunai is indeed unedged, which is so suspicious that one doesn't know what Yun is thinking, like this is a game that cannot be understood as to why it appears.

"But you know what the prize is, right? In the first three games, you can choose what you want or not."

"Are you really only six years old?" Yun scratched his hair in distress, "I can only tell you now that I really want to get that prize."

"I won't put something on the prize list that I don't need."

The turntable was spinning so fast that it was impossible to predict which area the kunai would hit.

A kunai pierced into the disc, and Yun reached out and tore open the words hidden under the paper - [Food]

Surrounding the two big characters of the main body are rows and rows of small characters. They are so tightly put together that you need to get closer to see them clearly.

[Game details: Food (for two people) will be delivered three times from 5:00 to 9:00 this morning. Participants need to guess the ingredients correctly in front of the door to get one point. The first person to get two points wins.

Note: The content of the ingredients is random and cannot be predicted in advance.

Extra prize: The power to issue an order. ]

A secret room where the flow of time cannot be known. An hourglass counts down on the wall behind it, and the fine sand accumulated on the top of two equal glass containers is falling.

It takes five hours to complete one drop, and you can calculate the time of day by simply flipping it again.

The two people sitting at the door leaned against the wall and passed the time chatting, even if sometimes it was just Yun who talked to Gaara and listened.

Dong dong dong

A fixed rhythm knocked on the door, and a mechanical female voice played outside: This is your first time cooking, please give your answer.

Two pieces of white paper were handed over from the crack in the door at the bottom. Just when Gaara was wondering what to answer, two pencils fell from the small door in the middle.

[Since there is a small door, is it necessary to stuff white paper through the crack of the door? ]

As Gaara waited to gather the information, Kumo wrote the answer on a piece of paper and folded it.

"I'm really not cheating. It's useless for you to look at me like this." Yun's tone was a little lonely after receiving the continuous gaze from a small red-haired dumpling. "You'll almost get tired of it if you smell this taste."

Gaara quickly wrote the answer on a piece of paper, folding it like a cloud.

The two of them stuffed the answer into the gap at the bottom of the door and handed it out, waiting for the person outside the door to announce the answer.

"You can pass the blank paper out of the small door, isn't it Gaara?" Yun sat back on the open space leaning on the door, and the default position was about to become the exclusive throne.

"You don't have to worry about it." Gaara stood in front of the door waiting for the result to be announced. He could only give the answer through a hint of tiredness. It must be the food she eats most.

If passing the note through the small door does not comply with the rules of the game, you may be directly disqualified. Yun did not mention the method of disqualification. The consequences of being more careful and not paying attention to the details have been experienced.

At that time, if he could find the opponent's ring finger wrapped with gauze in the kunai controlled by chakra, he would not hurt Yashamaru.

"the answer is--"

A mechanical female voice was about to sound, but she was interrupted mid-sentence.

"The answer is pills. I'm sorry, I forgot to record this sound." A familiar male voice came through the thick iron door, "I'm not good at using this machine that imitates sounds. I will definitely not make a mistake next time. ah."

The wooden tray was handed over through the open door, two glasses of water and a bone dish filled with pills.

"I'm really tired of eating." Gaara made a pill and swallowed it with some water. "I won't lose to you next time, just wait."

Yun looked at the pile of pills with a frown on his face, finally getting to the point where he had the exact same breakfast as Gaara.

Damn it! I want a latte! !

"Did you write pills and water?" Gaara said after swallowing the pills, "I wrote milk. Your breakfast for those three days was only omelette and milk."

"Oh, I forgot to add the subject. That sentence is that you are tired of eating. Can you really feel full if you eat this all morning?" Yun picked up the glass filled with water and drank it.

"To be honest, I would rather have a latte, even though it's a little bitter."

Yun played with the unsharpened kunai twice more.

The last sand in the hourglass fell, Yun stood up and turned the hourglass back to time.

dong dong dong-

Boom—boom—boom——

The second competition is about to begin!