Naruto: Falling from the sky into Hashirama's arms

The sun has not yet risen, but the eastern sky is already beginning to turn pale.

Gradually, the sun rose slowly from the horizon, and the light shone through the clouds, as if it had set a layer of gold on the clouds. As time went by, the sunlight became stronger and stronger, and finally penetrated the clouds, like a huge beam of light directly sprinkled on the earth.

The land is illuminated by the sun and everything looks exceptionally fresh and bright.

Lin Sang and Senju Hashirama had also gotten up and were washing up. To be precise, it was Lin Sang who was washing up. In fact, Senju Hashirama had gotten up and washed up a long time ago. He had just returned from exercising outside and was taking a shower now.

Lin Sang was brushing his teeth. His rosy lips were inevitably stained with white toothpaste foam. Finally, Lin Sang spat out the excess foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth with water in the toothbrush cup, and quickly finished brushing his teeth.

Lin Sang turned on the faucet directly, lowered his head to wet his hands, and then rubbed them up and down on his face several times. The sound of water splashing continued to ring in his ears. Lin Sang knew that it was the sound of Senju Hashirama taking a bath.

After finishing everything, Lin Sang went out without looking back. He didn't have the habit of watching others take a bath.

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Lin Sang sat on the hanging chair that Hashirama Senju had made for him, rocking back and forth leisurely as he thought about the recent developments in Konoha City.

The first batch of literate people should have been selected, and in a few days the Uchiha will be able to strengthen them. However, before that, they still need to do some ideological work and appease the civilians.

But how can we improve the sense of belonging of the people in Konoha City?

And how to further improve and carry out the selection of these managers later...

Lin Sang's index finger kept tapping up and down on the low table regularly, which could enhance the sense of belonging and facilitate the management of Konoha City in the future...

Lin Sang, who couldn't think of a solution for a long time, simply picked up the comb beside him and started combing his hair. The wooden teeth slid across his scalp lightly, just like a massage. Lin Sang squinted his eyes in comfort.

......

"Lin-san, I'm fine."

At this time, Lin Sang's thoughts were interrupted by Senju Hashirama who came out of the bathroom. Lin Sang turned his head and looked up, and found that Senju Hashirama had finished his shower, and even his hair was almost dry. It was obvious that he had dried it when he was in the bathroom. At this moment, he was wearing a bun.

If most people have just finished taking a shower, their bodies will inevitably be contaminated with some moisture, but Senju Hashirama did not have that at all. His entire body was dry, except for his collar which was a little messy and slightly spread out. Lin Sang could even see part of his firm chest muscles.

Lin Sang knew that the muscles on Hashirama Senju's body were not the kind that were very obvious and large. He didn't know if it was because he was a ninja, but Hashirama Senju's muscles were lean and not very obvious when he was wearing clothes, but as soon as he took off his clothes, you could see that they were all there.

Hmm, is this what it means to look thin when dressed and have muscles when undressed?

Although his mind was full of thoughts, in reality not much time had passed. Lin Sang had already come back to his senses and waved to Senju Hashirama, "Hashirama, come and help you comb your hair."

Senju Hashirama did not hesitate. He came out to find Lin Sang. He walked forward, bent down, picked up a small wooden stool, and sat in front of Lin Sang with his back turned as usual.

Lin Sang looked at Hashirama Senju with his back to him. Looking at the bun on his head fixed with a wooden hairpin, Lin Sang smiled and said, "Hashirama, I didn't realize you had this skill. You do it very well."

Because Senju Hashirama had his back to him, he couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could hear the lightness in his tone: "Yeah, how's that? Impressive, isn't it?"

Lin Sang pulled the wooden hairpin out of Senju Hashirama's hair with one hand, and the hair fell down like a waterfall: "Great, great."

Lin Sang was no longer surprised by Hashirama Senju's long hair, after all, he had kept it for so many years.

He picked up a strand of black and shiny hair with his hand, then used a wooden comb to comb the ends of the hair first, and then Lin Sang began to comb Hashirama Senju's scalp.

Because he came back a little late yesterday and Lin Sang fell asleep directly after taking a shower, Hashirama Senju did not give out the gift he bought yesterday.

Since he was combing his hair right now, Senju Hashirama brought it up again: "Lin-san, I actually brought you a gift yesterday, but you fell asleep quickly after taking a bath, so I didn't have time to give it to you..."

Lin Sang continued to comb her hair: "Well, what is the gift?"

Senju Hashirama: "I'll give it to you later."

Lin Sang looked at Hashirama Senju's hair and found that it was almost done, so he stopped.

"Okay, I'm done with my hair. What on earth is it, Hashirama?"

Not to mention, Lin Sang was still quite curious about what kind of gift Hashirama Senju could give him, and now his curiosity was completely aroused.

In this way, time passed quickly and Lin Sang finished combing his hair. In fact, there was nothing much to comb Hashirama Senju's hair. Every time she combed his hair, she actually gave him a massage.

Now that his hair was done, Hashirama Senju got up to get his present, and when he came back he put it away in his bedroom.

Lin Sang just sat in the hanging chair without moving, watching Senju Hashirama walk towards the bedroom.

After a while, someone came out, holding a small square box in his hand, which was neither too big nor too small and was wrapped in a layer of dark cloth.

What could it be?

Soon, Hashirama Senju walked in front of Lin Sang. Lin Sang watched Hashirama Senju hand the small box in his hand to him, and Lin Sang took it.

Lin Sang: “Did I open it?”

Senju Hashirama nodded.

So Lin Sang slowly peeled off the outer layer of cloth, and then a small wooden box appeared inside. There was no pattern on it, just an ordinary small wooden box.

Lin Sang pulled hard upwards, but found that he couldn't open it, so he looked up at Senju Hashirama.

Senju Hashirama: "Try to push forward?"

Lin Sang held the wooden box with his hands and pushed forward with his thumbs on both sides, and then the wooden box opened.

Lin Sang picked it up and found that it was a wood carving. However, the wooden box was a bit deep, so Lin Sang could not see it clearly. After reaching out to take out the wood carving and seeing it clearly, Lin Sang fell silent.

Lin Sang: “…”

After a while, Lin Sang continued to speak: "...Why is it a bald wood sculpture?"

That's right, this is a wood sculpture of a middle-aged bald uncle with mediocre hair, and it's painted. This hairstyle is very familiar to Lin Sang, as it is the hairstyle of his high school teacher. He is completely bald in the middle, but there are still a few long strands of hair on the right side. It is obvious that he wants to use these strands of hair to cover up the fact that he is bald.

But the effect——

Ahem, that’s the same as nothing.

If there is a gust of wind from the left, its true form will be exposed immediately.

Senju Hashirama smiled and scratched his head: "Because it's funny."

Lin Sang was silent: "......"