Civilian Naruto: Becoming invincible from the Eight Gates

【%&￥Very beautiful~】

This thought popped up in my mind unconsciously.

The next second, Suzumiya Musashi suddenly realized it, and then turned his head away in shame.

"Huh? Musashi-kun, why don't you eat anymore?"

"I... I'm full!" Suzumiya Musashi's face blushed slightly.

"Are you full? But there's still a lot left in the bowl." Tsunami whispered, "Musashi-kun, don't you have an appetite?"

Hearing this, Suzumiya Musashi didn't waste any words. He suddenly stretched out his head and bit the edge of the bowl.

“Huluhuhuhuhu~”

In two seconds, not a drop of porridge was left in the bowl.

"Okay, Miss Nami, I've eaten it all. Thank you so much."

"Musashi-kun is too polite." Tsunami smiled and said, "You helped us deal with those evil people in Cardo, we should thank you."

"You are too polite." Suzumiya Musashi said, unable to help but complain in his heart.

[Naruto, these two guys! Didn’t you say you would take care of me? Where did you go?!]

【It’s really not reliable at all! 】

[I have to give them both a good beating when I get back! ]

Tsunami put the bowl and chopsticks aside and looked at Suzumiya Musashi with her watery eyes.

Shining with inexplicable brilliance.

"Musashi-kun, tell me about ninjas?"

"It's rare to see ninjas in the Land of Waves. I'm curious about your lives."

Seeing that the other party showed no sign of leaving, Suzumiya Musashi was a little troubled.

Should I just ask him to leave? It doesn't seem like a good idea. At this time, it's a bit early to say I want to go to bed.

Suzumiya Musashi: "This... ninja..."

“Actually, there’s no difference between me and you.”

"It's just a way to make a living."

"Every day I wake up, practice, eat, practice, sleep, practice, practice..."

"Pfft~" Tsunami smiled with her eyebrows curved.

"Musashi-kun, how can a ninja be so boring!"

"Besides practicing, you have to do something else."

"Do something else..." Suzumiya Musashi's eyes were dazed again.

[You know what, young lady, she looks really pretty when she smiles... Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Musashi, what are you thinking about! ]

Forcing himself to look away, Suzumiya Musashi described his daily life.

“It’s actually pretty boring.”

"Like everyone else, the rest is just going to work."

"I find a place to practice while I'm at work, and I find time to practice while I'm on a mission... I have a meal with my colleagues, have a meal with my family, and then I go home to practice in the evening..."

"That's probably it."

Tsunami was a little surprised and asked, "Really?"

"Musashi-kun's life is very different from what I imagined."

"I thought the life of a ninja was dangerous. Now that you say that, it seems a little different."

She guessed, "It seems that Musashi-kun has a very good working environment."

“My colleagues are all very nice and kind people.”

Suzumiya Musashi thought about it.

My colleagues in the Anbu, apart from killing people, spying, being hunted, and fighting back... every day, seem to be really good people.

During dinner parties, he would even get wine for me since I was not old enough, but I refused for the sake of my spiritual practice.

He nodded and said, "Yeah, you're right."

“My colleagues are all very kind people.”

"Besides, our Hokage-sama is also a good leader."

"They don't control me during work, and now even my missions are not as frequent as before."

"Really?" Tsunami opened her eyes wide: "It sounds really good."

……

Suzumiya Musashi chatted idly.

Tsunami still had no intention of leaving.

Occasionally he would smooth his hair, smile, or exclaim, "Really?" or "That's amazing!"

However, Suzumiya Musashi felt that time was very unbearable.

The root cause lies in a guy who never rests after standing guard.

It hurts to move any part of my body, but how come I am still so energetic? !

It seems that I am not tired enough!

It’s just a pity that he has his ideas and it has its ideas.

I wanted to calm down, but it was impossible.

Looking at the hands of the wall clock slowly moving, he felt that the time was about right and suggested.

"Um... Miss Nami, it's getting late."

"How about... go back and rest early?"

"You still have to work hard to prepare breakfast for everyone tomorrow."

"Oh!" Tsunami looked at the time on the wall and seemed to realize that it was already late.

She stood up slowly and gently smoothed her wrinkled skirt.

"Well then." She seemed to be a little reluctant to say, "Musashi-kun's body should rest early now."

"Then Musashi-kun, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Suzumiya Musashi breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when Tsunami was about to leave.

As luck would have it, I saw a large hollow spot under the quilt.

Subconsciously, in order to take care of the disabled Suzumiya Musashi, she reached out to smooth the quilt.

However, she didn't do it!

As soon as I touched it, I felt a force of resistance.

The moment the muscles encountered resistance, I subconsciously used more force to press the quilt down.

He pressed it down with great force, but before she could take her hand away.

The quilt that was pressed down suddenly bounced up higher, and the quilt made a very slight "bang" sound.

"..."

Time froze at this moment.

Suzumiya Musashi felt that every second seemed as long as a lifetime.

If possible, he hoped that time could freeze, and it would be best if he could go back to a few minutes ago.

Unfortunately, I couldn't. As the key point was emphasized, my brain exploded with a "boom~" sound, and my heavy breathing was like that of an old cow.

【no! no! 】

[No! No!]

【I can't do that! 】

[Absolutely not! ]

[My sister is still waiting for me to come home! ]

In an instant, countless images flashed through Suzumiya Musashi's mind.

A sea of ​​blooming flowers... a surging wave... a desolate grassland...

He could hardly resist the temptation to transform himself into a spring lion.

The notes of nature ring in my ears.

Barely strengthening his will, Suzumiya Musashi forced himself to calm down.

【Calm down! 】

【You must calm down! 】

【Think of something else… The sun is high in the sky, and the Luantai is performing songs and dances. Two little yellow ducks are quacking and looking for their mother. Bananas are yellow. Jeans were first produced by miners in the western United States. In order to prevent the pants from being worn out by the yellow sand, the winter sun shines on the ground. The sunlight is yellow. The story of Alibaba and the Forty Thieves takes place in the Iraqi region where the yellow sand is everywhere. In Alien vs. Predator, the skin of the novice Predator is yellow. 】

My brain is buzzing and it's useless to think about anything.

The blood flow was still involuntary, and it felt like someone had stolen my brain.

Finally, Suzumiya Musashi thought of something.

The picture in my mind was frozen more than ten years ago.

It was one of his most memorable days.