[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Holding cotton candy in one hand, a bag containing goldfish and a water polo in the other, and wearing a fox mask on his head.

This is a standard configuration for most people who participate in the summer festival of the sand ninja village.

After spending all the money on her body, Temari finally got the red-tailed goldfish she wanted as she wished. When she was satisfied with the bag in the boss's hand, her younger brother squatted down and caught it the first time. Here comes the orange one.

Ranked second in Temari's most wanted goldfish.

"Puppeteer pays more attention to micromanipulation."

Kankuro said pretending to be deep, trying to show off his exquisite operation, but what he got was not a compliment, but a fist from his elder sister.

"Humph."

Since she has the ability to get it in one go, why wait until she has spent all the money before making a move? Isn't that owed?

"I confiscated your wallet."

Holding down his younger brother and forcibly confiscating the other party's pocket money, Temari continued shopping in an unprecedentedly good mood.

As for the Gaara found before fishing for goldfish?

Gaara will not come to the summer festival, I must have read it wrong just now.

Both of them avoided the previous question unanimously. Under Kankuro's distressed expression, they bought takoyaki, chocolate bananas, a must-have food for festivals, and new drinks with a milky and sour taste. The first The two who drank this kind of thing for the first time were a little surprised.

"This summer festival is great."

Temari sighed sincerely: "There are new yukatas, goldfish, and new food."

"It's just that Dad is not here."

And the younger brother Gaara they both avoid mentioning.

After a while of silence, Temari forced a laugh to dispel the awkward atmosphere: "Maybe he is sitting by the window sill on the second floor and waiting for the fireworks to bloom. We will give him this red-tailed goldfish when we go back."

"Then you're gone."

Kankuro carefully protected his one: "I won't give you mine."

"It's not up to you to make the decision."

Temari smiled aggressively.

Although Gaara agreed to Tsurumaru, but when it came to the summer festival, he backed down again.

"Those people will be scared when they see me."

His reputation has long been spread throughout the village. Regarding this, Gaara has a very strong self-confidence. It is precisely because of this that if he appears at the summer festival, let alone participate like an ordinary person, Those people would run away when they saw him.

"Then what if you change your face into another person?"

Looking at Gaara with a wild smile: "In fact, they don't remember your real appearance, they just know that a red-haired child with the word love on his head is dangerous and scary, so cover up the word love."

"It's perfectly fine for you to come together with me again and pretend to be a pair of red-haired brothers."

Aizen, who likes festivals and hopes that everyone who participates in them will be happy, took Gaara's hand directly: "If you can't even participate in a summer festival in your life, it would be too sad."

"Yes."

Shiro wiped off the sweat from his brow, it was a real exercise for him to condense water in such a dry place, but for the sake of his lord's words that he wanted to catch goldfish at the festival, he had to do it.

"Let Luan try to see if you can cover the tattoo on your forehead with concealer." Bai looked at Luan, "I don't have time to help you this time, I haven't got the water for the goldfish, I have to hurry up .”

"no problem."

The three-story cosmetic case was placed on the table with a "boom", and with a few "clicks", the cosmetic case unfolded into the shape of a flower, and in the center was a tool bucket divided into two parts. The brush is on the top, and various sponge eggs and puffs are placed on the bottom layer.

"Let you all have a look at the make-up technique, one of the three major magic spells in Asia."

All kinds of bottles and jars whose names the swordsmen didn't know were lined up on the table. Gaara raised his head obediently or turned left and right when he heard the random words, which was very cooperative.

After half a day of smearing, Luan looked at the location of the tattoo with some headaches: "The concealer brought out this time is not very good in coverage. After several layers, you can still see the red color."

"But how can such a trivial matter rarely upset adults." After laughing wildly at the sky with the short knife on his waist, he took out a mask directly from his pocket, fiddled with Gaara's bangs twice, and then put this Wear the mask at an angle.

"Perfect."

The mirror was placed in front of Gaara, and the face reflected looked a little dull.

"It's your dark circles that give me a headache."

For this, there is no way to even mess up.

"But who said you can't wear smoky makeup for summer festivals?"

The short knife looked at the other people who were trying to run away: "Brother Yiqi and the adults are fine, but Goto, Tui, and you all don't want to run away for me, just sit over obediently and let Lord Luan give you a smoke makeup."

"I want to paint you alone, I don't want to."

Goto grabbed the back of the sofa and didn't let go: "Ho, why don't you hurry up and drag Luan away, the brotherhood has come to show, I believe you will definitely drag Luan away."

Hou, who was excluded from the scope of smoky makeup because of his masculine appearance, threw his brother aside rather ruthlessly: "Think about your usual attire, I think you are especially suitable for smoky makeup, come and go, I'll catch him for you."

Throw it aside and forget it, but also cheated.

Goto, who was tearfully painted with smoky makeup, originally wanted to smash the mirror with a sad face, but Luan's technique was so good, he looked at it and felt that he was still so handsome.

"Do you think I blackened your eyelids with a black marker?"

He folded his arms and raised his chin: "It's really a bunch of dirtbags. The next one is going to sit here."

Taiko Bell ran over to join in the fun: "It seems to be quite interesting, then draw for me next time, by the way, I must draw more gorgeous, shiny ones."

"A piece of cake."

The eye shadow box with glitter powder was opened with a "snap", and a new brush was pulled out and started to work.

The daggers, who were a little ashamed to go out with makeup, temporarily put on sunglasses. Gaara looked left and right, and Tsurumaru also put a pair on it.

"Suddenly, there are quite a lot of ninjas who use oil paint to draw patterns on their faces, so you don't have to be surprised by your processed eye makeup."

Tsurumaru comforted Gaara: "If you really feel uncomfortable, I have something here that can remove eye makeup, just wipe it off."

"It's ok."

Gaara pushed up the sunglasses, and I have to say that this thing gave him a very high sense of security. In addition, the tattoo on his forehead could no longer be seen after being covered up indiscriminately, and his mood suddenly jumped up.

"Tsuraru, I'll take my younger brother out to play first."

Aizen took Gaara's hand very familiarly: "Let my brother take you to the festival to play."

Gaara, who was forcibly pulled away, looked a little flustered. He covered the mask on his head with one hand, as if he was afraid that the thing would suddenly fall.Tsurumaru waved at them with great heart. For these grown-ups, the attraction of the festival is very low, it would be better to have a drink on the street.

So he turned his feet and went directly to the tavern next to him.

"Hasebe? The first phase and one shock are also there."

The two companions beckoned Tsurumaru to sit down, and asked the boss to serve another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"It's really not your style not to go out to play with your younger brother. As for this cold-faced patriarch, aren't you afraid to drink secretly in places where you can't see?"

"Ah."

Hasebe smiled: "If he can buy wine with that panda-like face, I admire his courage."

If it wasn't for his sunglasses, Fudong, who was painted with smoky makeup, would not choose to go out at all.

For short knives, this is really a novel experience.

The first episode of Yizhen was already laughing stupidly: "I secretly took pictures while they were not paying attention. By the way, do you know that there is a camera software in this world, which has various patterns on it. In fact, I have used this before. The software takes pictures of them, and I have seen their smoky makeup for a long time."

"You are my brother."

"Does your brother know that you are such a one-shot one-shot?"

The two more responsible parents condemned Yizheng together: "Since they are all filmed, why don't you share them with us."

"No, of course I want to keep this kind of photo for myself."

If I was in a bad mood, I read it again, and I kept my mind refreshed. My waist is not sore and my legs are not hurting, and even the lack of energy from staying up late has disappeared.

"But it doesn't matter if we don't go out?" Hasebe was still a little worried, "After all, it's someone else's territory, if something happens..."

"I don't think anyone can beat them."

Tsurumaru and Yiqi Yizhen looked at each other tacitly: "We'd better have a drink while they're playing. There won't be a shop after this village. What kind of whim will the master have next, but it's still unknown." .”

"It's like chasing after the cherry blossom festival in this world, chasing after the summer festival in another world." Tsurumaru swallowed the wine in his glass, "Where is the next country, Hasebe, do you know?"

"No, my lord, he has other plans for the future."

Hasebe dipped the wine in the glass lightly and put it down: "There are only three things, and the festival here is not so interesting that everyone can participate in it. If you brought Hanyu back when you were in Konoha Village, maybe we will be together." won't come here."

"Because the main purpose of this trip is to take Hanyu back." Tsurumaru shrugged, "But I heard that you found a new toy when you were in Konoha Village, why don't you come and hear about it?"

"It's just someone who sneaked into the hotel to watch us." Hasebe sneered.

"Maybe not a person."

Yizheng added in the first issue: "But compared with the summer festival, this one that will run around is obviously more interesting."

"But have you noticed?" Tsurumaru added another glass for himself, "There is poison in this wine."

The three clinked glasses and drank all the wine.

"If it wasn't for you, we would still be mere merchants now." Hasebe glanced at the people at the next table, "Did the things that Kazekage promised you arrive? If it arrives, we will leave as soon as the festival is over."

"Of course it is, no."

Using the jug to block the shuriken's attack, Tsurumaru stepped on the corner of the table and flew straight into the air. The previously solid ground had turned into quicksand, and the facilities in the store were sinking.

"Because they must find it more convenient to kill me than pay for it."

"What's more, there are you, businessmen from other places who have made a lot of money. Buy one get one free and make two sums. Fengying will wake up laughing from a dream."

At the festival outside, Gaara had fun following Aizen and the others. The boss behind the stall didn't recognize that this was the object of their fear, and even gave him snacks because Gaara was cute.

The short knives jumping up and down wearing sunglasses quickly threw away the obstructive props, and frolicked in the crowd with some strange faces, but the crowd's acceptance was very strong, and they felt that this might be a new fashion trend, because Although the eye makeup is a bit strange, it is beautiful after all.

so good.

The marshmallow was so sweet that it hit my heart, and the smile on Gaara's face gradually became brighter.

In the dazzling fireworks show, this memory came to a perfect end.