Naruto Frog was afraid of my death, so he stole to write Sharingan overnight

"Yan Bai, you don't actually need to send me home. No one in Shayin Village can bully me."

Gaara hugged the bear doll. Although he said this, his heart felt warm. Yan Bai was indeed his first friend and the only person other than his family who cared about him.

"No, no, you misunderstood." Yan Bai shook his head.

"What did I misunderstand?" Gaara felt that Yan Bai was duplicity, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Yan Bai said seriously: "I'm not sending you home to protect you, I'm protecting passers-by."

Gaara: "..."

"When I meet a villain, at most I get beaten up, and that's the end of it."

Yan Bai was talking seriously, "You meet a villain. If that person doesn't talk nicely, you kill him. If he is still an important person and your father locks you in the house tomorrow, you can't come out tomorrow." How can you help me catch scorpions? The sand will protect you from being stung by scorpions, but I can’t..."

"You bastard..."

Gaara looked at him angrily, saying "use" so blatantly, how shameless this was!

The happiness that I had finally accumulated today disappeared again with a "pop"!

This is the first time today that Yan Bai is not a human being at all.

However, after cursing in his mind, Gaara felt that he no longer felt angry.

For a long time, everyone had treated him with caution, and most of them were afraid and disgusted.

Yan Bai's situation is rare.

For a moment, Gaara couldn't help feeling disgusted with Yan Bai.

Yan Bai is very candid and his purpose is very clear:

"I approach you for a purpose. Others are afraid of you. With you, as long as you don't bully me, I won't be bullied."

"I didn't send you home because I cared about you. I was afraid that you would be grounded and I would starve tomorrow."

Regardless, he still made Gaara feel wanted.

……

Walking to the door of the house at a turtle's speed, Gaara was a little reluctant to leave, but he didn't dare to say it.

At this time, Yan Bai took out a cloth bag from somewhere, which exuded the fragrance of fried scorpions.

Gaara glared.

But Yan Bai stuffed the cloth bag into Gaara's arms, and he said with a smile: "I remember you said, you live with your uncle, right? He might have objections if you come home so late, Give this to your uncle as a gift, and he won't care about your late return."

Gaara's originally melancholy heart was moved by such a heart-warming gesture.

Gaara held the cloth bag that still contained the warm oil and nodded with a blushing face.

Unexpectedly, Yan Bai took a deep breath and said, "Ah~ bribe the adults in your family to say a few more good words, and then please ask them not to stop you from going out to see me tomorrow."

Gaara: "..."

Gaara held a cloth bag full of fried scorpions with an expressionless face, and quickly walked into the door. With a "bang--", Yan Bai was left with a closed door.

Gaara squatted behind the door holding his cloth bag, grabbing his hair with both hands.

what……

It's obviously hard to find a friend.

It turned out that this friend was so irritating that I couldn't hold it back, so...

When Gaara was closing the door, Yan Bai took out a small cloth bag from an inexplicable place. There were fried scorpions inside. There was a smiling face painted on the bag and a row of words embroidered on it: "I'm not angry!"

Putting down these things, Yan Bai turned around and ran away as fast as he could at full speed.

Just after Yan Bai's figure disappeared in the streets and alleys.

Gaara finally opened the door again after some struggle.

Seeing the note and the cloth bag left on the ground, Gaara showed an angry and amused expression.

It is precisely because of this that Gaara's previous anxiety disappeared.

He didn’t lose new friends because of the violent closings.

Yashamaru, who has been observing in the dark, has been secretly protecting Gaara from afternoon to now. He has watched everything Yan Bai did.

At this moment, Yashamaru felt his temples throbbing.

What the hell is this... What happened to the child named Yan Bai?

Isn't this too far back?

Yasha Wan's scalp was numb due to Yan Bai's slutty manipulations. He felt an unprecedented crisis, as if he had just poured ten pounds of lemons, and felt uncomfortable all over.

Gaara was a child who was very lonely since he was a child. He was protected as a jinchuriki until he was now old enough to be released to interact with his peers.

But most of the villagers feared and loathed Gaara.

Gaara also lost control several times, causing his image to become even more irreparable.

Originally, an existence like Yan Bai was very rare, but Yashamaru felt anxious in his heart.

And this anxiety becomes more and more intense as time goes by.

Yashamaru looked at the heart-stopping night and murmured in his mouth: "This kid named Yanbai is so scheming. Gaara is no match for him."

In less than half a day, things have already developed to this point, which is definitely not a good sign.

With this thought in his mind, Yashamaru did not immediately go back to take care of Gaara. Instead, he turned around and sneaked towards the direction where Yan Bai had just disappeared. He wanted to see what Yan Bai, the child, looked like behind the scenes.

At this moment, Yan Bai was alert to his surroundings, walking under the moonlight. As he walked, he opened the backend of his system and looked through the photo albums in the "Frog Warehouse".

When the traveling frog is not traveling, the photo album will still save photos of its surrounding environment.

Yan Bai flipped through it and saw the back figures of himself and Gaara squatting by the sand pile digging for scorpions, as well as Yashamaru peeping at them in the dark.

Continuing to scroll down, Yan Bai saw more photo records.

"Yashamaru peeking at the photo of him escaping from Gaara's door";

"Photo of Yashamaru sneaking behind his small figure in the dark night";

"Yashamaru saw a photo of an adult man following the small figure in front of him in the shadows";

……

Saw this new “surveillance photo”;

Yan Bai's steps suddenly stopped.

The wind at night was not gentle. It became heavier than before.

After long-term testing in the virtual world, Yan Bai has seen all aspects of the world. He felt that there was a molecule called "murderous aura" in the air.

Yan Bai narrowed his eyes.

What a bad luck, the enemy has come...

Like something cold rushing from his back to his brain, a hoarse voice reached his ears.

"Do you think you can escape by hanging out with the Jinchuuriki? Boy... you are too naive!"

A strong arm grabbed Yan Bai's slender shoulders and lifted the thin man up.