Naruto: My Own Wind

Fuma Sasame groaned, covered his forehead with one hand, pouted his lips, and said nothing, just looking at Fukama with grievance.

Her resentful look made Fengjian feel a little uneasy.

"Ahem..." Fengjian covered his mouth and coughed twice to ease his inner embarrassment, "Girl, it hurts, let me rub it for you."

Fuma Sasame didn't say anything. After putting his hand down, he still stared at Kazama.

Seeing this, Fengjian chuckled twice, stretched out his hand and placed it in front of her forehead, not caring whether it was the place where she was hit or not, and gently massaged it with his hand.

Seeing Kazama's cautious look, Fuma Sasame still looked aggrieved, but he was already happy in his heart. The teacher's hands were still so warm. It would be nice if it could be like this every day.

No, I must know who she is in the teacher's heart. Only by knowing myself and the enemy can I defeat the other party.

After Fuma Sasame made up her mind, she opened her red lips and said, "Teacher, Sasame knows that there is someone in your heart. Can you tell Sasame your story?"

Hearing this, Feng Jian paused and looked down at the clear eyes of Feng Mo Sasame. He withdrew his hands from massaging her and sighed, "Sasame, why do you have to ask this?"

"Teacher, I...I..." Fengma Sasame bit her upper lip. Finally, she made up her mind and said, "Teacher, I once saw you holding a photo...in..."

"Crying, aren't you?"

"Teacher, I..."

"Alas...I saw how cautious you were that night." Fengjian ruffled her hair and looked up at the starry sky.

Hearing this, Fuma Sasame stuck out his tongue playfully, hugged Fengjian tightly with his arms, and even leaned his head on Fengjian's shoulder, "Teacher, she must be very beautiful, right?"

"Girl, how do you know she's beautiful?"

"If she wasn't pretty, would the teacher still be obsessed with her like this?"

"Silly girl..." Fengjian smiled helplessly and pointed at the distant starry sky, "Sasame, the sky is full of stars, which star do you think is the most beautiful?"

"How would I know? They are so far away, and I don't know what they really look like."

“Hehe… every star is beautiful, but there are so many stars in the sky, which one is the most beautiful?

In fact, everyone has their own most beautiful star in their heart. "Feng Jian patted the back of Feng Ma Sasame's hand and said meaningfully: "Sasame, you may not agree with what I think is beautiful. Similarly, what you think is the best may not be perfect."

Fuma Sasame blinked, "Teacher, do you want to say that she is not beautiful?"

Ugh…

Kazama rubbed his nose, "Sasame, why do you have to be so obsessed with whether she is pretty or not?"

"Because I want to know why she can occupy the teacher's place." Fuma Sasame puffed his face and pointed his index finger at Fengjian's heart.

"Sasame, I've already said that everyone has a different understanding of beauty..."

"I just want to know the teacher's understanding."

Looking at the stubborn look in Fengma Sasame's eyes, Fengjian sighed again, "She must be the most beautiful in my heart."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Fuma Sasame still felt a sour and numb feeling in his heart.

Biting his upper lip hard, Fuma Sasame made himself behave more naturally, "Then teacher, where is she...she...now? Why isn't the teacher with her?"

"Because I can't."

"Hmm? What do you mean you can't?" Fuma Sasame was a little surprised. What was the meaning of this answer? Could it be...

Fuma Sasame suddenly screamed, "Teacher, she won't die."

Sagiri, who was standing under the tree, raised her eyes and stared at the tree, wondering in her heart, what is this little girl talking about? Who died?

Kazama instantly raised his arms, wanting to give Fuma Sasame another slap.

But after raising his arm, Fengjian remembered the resentful look in Fengma Sasame's eyes, which made him instantly wilted, and his slapping turned into rubbing his head, "Girl, stop talking nonsense, she... is still alive and well."

"Still...still here." Fuma Sasame scratched Fengjian's hand embarrassedly, "Then...then teacher, why are you..."

"Sasame, what is love in your eyes?"

"Ah...ah! Uh..." Fuma Sasame's cheeks turned red instantly after being asked by Kazama suddenly, and she began to stammer.

"Actually, I can guess the general idea without you telling me."

"Guess...guess...it?"

"Hehe... For young people like you, your yearning for love must be sticky, you only have eyes for me, we will be together forever, there are only these types." Fengjian's mouth curled up slightly, "Just like Morinoida and Sagiri, they belong to the other kind of sticky.

Both of them have each other in their hearts, but due to various reasons, they have not broken through that layer of window paper, but they are still thinking about each other and caring about each other, right? "

Fengma Sasame nodded subconsciously, then suddenly stood up and looked at Fengjian in shock, "Teacher, how do you know that they..."

"Haha... your teacher is not blind, so how could I not see it?" Fengjian showed a smug smile, but if you look closely, he still feels a little guilty.

In fact, if Wasabi Jironaga hadn't let the cat out of the bag one time, Kazama wouldn't have noticed how sticky the two of them were. It wasn't that Kazama was blind, but that his attention was not there at all.

However, Wasabi Jiro's words made Kazama start to pay attention to the daily performance of his three disciples. When he paid attention, he discovered something that made him a little at a loss as to what to do.

That is Fuma Sasame. As a man who has lived two lives, how could Fuma not understand this girl's little thoughts based on her attitude towards him?

Although he understood it, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Fengjian has thought about both soft and hard methods, but feels that neither will work, so he can only drag it out. Maybe this girl will come to her senses after some time.

In fact, Kazama has a little selfish motive, which he may not want to admit himself, that is, he has become accustomed to having Fuma Sasame around, and if Fuma Sasame leaves, he would be reluctant to let him go.

This has been apparent since Fuma Sasame went to Konoha.

In fact, human beings are complex animals.

"Then...then teacher, have you ever thought about having the same relationship with her as you did with Sagiri and Date?" After being shocked, Fuma Sasame asked cautiously.

Fengjian smiled silently, "Sasame, when you care about someone, you don't necessarily have to be with her. As long as you know that she is doing well, maybe you will be satisfied."

When Fuma Sasame heard this, he was instantly shocked by Kazama's words. Although he was not burnt, he was also in a mess.

However, Fuma Sasame disagrees with Kazama's point of view. She believes that love is possession, not just watching from afar.

If you can do this, it means one thing: you don’t love enough.

So, Fuma Sasame shook his head and said, "Teacher, I don't agree with your point of view."

Feng Jian patted her head and said, "Silly girl, I didn't ask you to agree with my point of view. Everyone's path is different."

After saying that, Feng Jian looked up at the starry sky, thinking of the past, he fell into confusion again.

Fuma Sasame looked at Fengjian, pursed his lips, and rolled his eyes several times, "Teacher, then you...why don't you go find her? And, she is from that village?"

Having his memories interrupted by Fuma Sasame, Kazama scratched his forehead and said, “Girl, what’s the point of me looking for her.

I am as affectionate as a falling flower, but she is as ruthless as flowing water!"

Speaking of this, Kazama thought of Yahiko with orange hair again. He must be her favorite in her heart.

Thinking of this, Fengjian smiled bitterly.

But Fuma Sasame lowered his head with a dumbfounded expression.