Konoha: Starting from Ninja World S-Class Rebellion

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How to say it seems that he has done something too much! ?

Isn't it just a handshake?Not in a good state of mind, you!

"Bao, I promise there won't be any more." Asma thought that as a gentleman, she shouldn't be fussy, so she decided to swallow her anger.

He lowered his head and prepared to slip out of the bathroom, otherwise the crazy woman would slander him for peeping later.

"Wait." Bai Jue stopped him.

It's here to build relationships with colleagues, so how can it break up after just a few words?

Does this Asma now consider him a friend?

"Yes, what's the matter?" There was even a hint of timidity in Asma's smile.

Bai Jue stared straight at him, waited for two seconds, opened his mouth and asked loudly:

"You, do you like to poop?"

Chapter 120 The King of Social Networking

"You, do you like to shit?" Bai Jue said surprisingly.

Asma opened her mouth slightly, her expression dull.

With such an alluring face, to actually say such words, it really is a decline in the world.

"Are you kidding?" Asma tried to explain this as a new way of joking in Konoha Village.

"I'm not joking, my facial muscles are dead." Bai Jue Leng said.

Seeing Asma's shocked expression, Bai Jue wondered if he was wrong.

But it shouldn't be. Didn't Ah Zun say that Uzuki Yeki doesn't have much contact with others?

That means not much communication with other people, so it's normal to wonder if other people like to shit, right?

Could it be...

Bai Jue's expression was slightly happy, but when he remembered his character design, his expression immediately turned cold.

From Asma's perspective, the woman in front of her seemed to be happy for a moment, but immediately became very disappointed.

"That...do you have a reason for asking this?"

"Just curious, don't you know how to shit too?"

Bai Jue already had a guess.

This Asma is so shocked, it must be because he can't shit!

"I will." Asma forced a smile.

"Can you tell me how you feel?" Ye Xi tilted her head, but immediately turned back, with expectant eyes.

You are a pervert! ?

Having said that, such a guy who knows this is a men's toilet and is not in a hurry to go to the toilet, but still forcefully wants to come in, is there no other possibility than being a pervert?

Asma's expression began to contort.

"Tell me...it really won't work." Ye Xi lowered her head in frustration, "No one will tell me, I'm so stupid..."

Hey, hey, isn't it just a topic about shit, is it necessary?Tell you, let me tell you!

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Asma described the feeling of shitting with a grim face.

To be honest, he didn't realize that much at first, but after careful recollection, he noticed more details.

"Thank you." Ye Xi's expression was a little happy.

After sharing the feeling of shit, it must be a friend, right?

Bai Jue thought so.

Asma sighed tiredly, "Thank you for that, then what, I'll leave if I have nothing to do."

He turned around and ran, just as he touched the doorknob, Ye Xi's voice came again.

"there's one more thing."

"Miss sister, let me go, I can't shit here all day long." Asma's face was filled with sorrow.

"I need help." Bai Jue said seriously against Ye Xi's face.

"Okay, let's talk." Asma rolled her eyes.

"Actually, I'm not very good at shit, so I hope you can guide me..." Bai Jue began to undo his belt with his hands.

It is the first time to wear real clothes, and it is still a little unskilled.

"Wait, wait, you're a bit too..." Asma covered her face with her hands, only her eyes were exposed.

With his wide eyes, he saw that the woman in front of him had really unbuttoned her belt and was about to let go.

Huh, a gust of wind blows towards the face, blowing Bai Jue to close his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, his trouser belt was fastened again, and Asma stood at the door with his back turned to him.

"You knew my identity from the beginning, right, but the result may disappoint you. I have already cut off contact with my father, so naturally I can't give you any glory, wealth and status."

Even if you don't look at his face, you can know how serious his expression is at this moment.

"Are you angry?" Ye Xi tilted her head, her eyes blank.

Bai never knew where he had angered Asma. Normally, the two should have become good friends by this time.

"What do you think?" Asma's voice was already very impatient.

"I screwed up again, I decided to make friends this time..."

Ye Xi hugged her knees and huddled in the corner of the toilet, not caring if the bathroom on the floor was unhygienic.

The corners of Asma's eyes twitched a few times, and she turned around, "Take off your pants when you first meet, you call this making friends!?"

"That's for shit..."

Only this matter, Bai Jue must correct it, taking off his pants is just a process!

"Then you can make friends after shitting?" Asma laughed angrily.

"Everyone is doing this, it really doesn't work..."

Ye Xi pursed her lips, and hooked the corners of her mouth miserably.

"That's right, obviously everyone has been shitting shit, but I can't be happy at all, instead I feel very sad..."

Bai Jue hid his face in his heart and wept bitterly, it couldn't shit, it was so uncomfortable.

Asma's brows gradually frowned, and a memory that she didn't want to remember rushed into her mind.

That was when he was five years old. As the son of Hokage, he was surrounded by a lot of "little brothers", and every child listened to him very much.

At that time, he was very arrogant, thinking that he was the biggest among the Sages of the Six Paths except Hokage.

Until he met the child who was unwilling to obey his orders.

Relying on his early training physique, he beat up the kid and threatened him severely.

He thought the boy would give in, and went home happily to tell his father about it.

It was the first time he was beaten, and he didn't know how he was beaten, but his face was sticky and there was a lot of blood on the ground.

He refused to accept, he shouted that he is Hokage's son, sooner or later he will become the leader of Konoha Village, everyone should listen to him.

At that moment, it should be the time when he was closest to death.

His father put Kumai on his neck, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You don't deserve to be Hokage."

He still remembers this sentence in his heart.

If his elder brother hadn't stopped him, he didn't know what the final outcome would be.

After that, he fell into a coma and lay in the hospital for two months, and it hurt even to move.

During the hospitalization, he heard from the nurse that there was a very young child who always came to the hospital for treatment by himself and did not want to be accompanied by an adult.

He didn't care.

After being discharged from the hospital, he returned home, but instead of waiting for his father's apology, he was beaten again.

He was asked to kneel on the ground and look at the contents of the crystal ball.

The child was dragged in the alley and beaten so hard that it was frightening. Those children really did it to death.

It wasn't his intention, he argued to his father.

He was thrown out of the house and not allowed to go home until he was forgiven.

He squatted in the hospital, waited for the child, followed the child to his home.

It was a commoner family, and the child was a single-parent family. The mother looked old and thin, drinking medicinal soup, and seemed to be seriously ill.

Facing the mother's worried gaze, the child who barely covered the wound on his face with ointment replied that it was just a joke among friends.

The child's mother did not speak, but tears kept streaming from her eyes.

He regretted it and ran away. He didn't dare to go in and apologize, but ran to ask his "brothers" to stop this behavior.

But it was too late, his "little brothers" had already gained the pleasure of being on top of others and trampled under their feet.

He couldn't stop it, that was the first time he began to fear the "power" that he couldn't control.

In the end, under the force of force to stop it, the voice that never stopped still echoed.

"Shit, you are a piece of shit, I will call you shit from now on, hahaha!"

Asma pinched the corners of her eyes and ended that memory.

When he got older, he went to apologize with a gift in person, and the boy replied nonchalantly that he no longer cared.