Naruto training king

In front of Hinata's eyes was Kiyomi who was training hard, and in her ears was Ino's very tempting thoughts.

But while Ino continued to have beautiful thoughts, Kurama Yakumo mercilessly poured cold water on her.

"You have a great idea, but it's not possible."

Ino's hands suddenly froze in mid-air, and her head turned around bit by bit like a rusty machine.

"Why?" she asked.

Kurama Yakumo took out his drawing board and drew two stick figures, one red and one blue, on the blank paper.

"If Ino is this blue stick figure, Sasuke is this red stick figure."

Then, she used a black pen to draw a frame around the blue stick figure.

"And this circle is the illusion world I created. With the blood of the Kurama clan, this illusion world will be infinitely close to the real world you feel."

After that, Yakumo drew another red stick figure in the frame.

"And there is a Sasuke in this illusion world who is exactly the same as in the real world."

Ino looked at the drawing board and nodded: "Yes, that's what I think. Then why do you still say that my idea doesn't work?"

Seeing that Ino's head hadn't turned around yet, Yakumo took out a white pen and made a small mark on the first red stickman.

"We use the white point to represent the condition you want to try out through constant trial and error. In other words, as long as you find this white point, Sasuke will agree to your confession."

Then Kurama Yakumo brought the drawing board to Ino, pointed at the drawing board with a pen, and explained.

"Your idea is to find out what this condition is through trial and error through illusion."

"Then switching to the drawing board is equivalent to using the blue stickman and trying to find this white dot from the red stickman."

Ino was stunned for a moment. She seemed to understand something, but she still failed to break through the layer of window paper.

So she could only nod her head vaguely understanding: "Well... go on."

"Oh." Kurama Yakumo sighed.

"I mean, if the blue stickman can't see this white dot, then the red stickman created in the illusion world doesn't have this white dot on his body. Do you understand now?"

Kurama Yakumo's words were like a heavy hammer, gently knocking on her sleeping heart.

Ino stretched out his hands to hug his legs, and his heart was broken: "In other words... Sasuke in the illusion world will never agree to my confession, right?"

"Um."

Yakumo nodded, and then put the drawing board away.

Ino stared blankly ahead. After a long time, she accepted this fact.

"Sigh...Hinata, it seems that I am still a little too fanciful."

"No." Hinata said suddenly, her white eyes staring closely at Yakumo's drawing board.

Looking at her appearance, a glimmer of hope rekindled in Ino's heart: "Did you think of something?"

Hinata nodded slightly, then she stretched out her hand towards the drawing board and erased a black border. Then, she picked up the paintbrush and extended the remaining border, including the first red stickman.

"If the illusion world created can trap Ino and Sasuke at the same time. In this case, wouldn't the red stickman have that white spot?"

Excited eyes, trembling hands.

Ino quickly looked at Kurama Yakumo and asked impatiently: "Yakumo, can your genjutsu do this?"

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes, it is possible. This kind of multi-person illusion is recorded in the Kurama clan's classics."

"But if you do this, Sasuke will also retain the memory of the illusion world, and Ino's trial and error plan will still not work."

"What if it's a dream?" Hinata said in shock, staring closely into Yakumo's eyes.

"Even if you remember it, no one will care about the dream!" She continued.

Those slightly trembling pupils said everything. Her heart was far from as calm as it seemed.

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[The meteors flew up into the sky, blooming the most brilliant flowers under the night sky, and under the fireworks, there was an equally brilliant girl.

Hinata's hands were tightly clasped in front of her chest, and her fingers kept intertwining, so hard that the fingertips turned white.

"Qingsi." There was a tremor in her voice.

"Huh?" Qingmi responded with some confusion.

Hinata raised her head slightly and looked at his profile: "That..."

However, her eyes only dared to stay here, and she didn't dare to move any further. She... didn't dare to look at Qingsi's eyes at all.

"What's wrong?" Qingsi asked again.

Hinata gritted her teeth tightly, used up all her courage to close her eyes, and shouted to him: "I...I am happy...\