[Hokage] My eldest brother is handsome and splits the sky

【Thousands of Hands】

Time passed year by year, and many changes took place in the ninja world. In the forest, the old trees withered and the new trees flourished. Only the river of He Nanchuan flowed quietly year after year. The water spins, and finally flows with the river to the end.

I stood on the shore not far from the water, and water splashed up to my toes from time to time, which was cold.

I'm standing here with no purpose, just standing here.

"Thousands of Hands? What are you doing here?"

I don't know when, there is one more person beside me.

He is an adult ninja, wearing a dark high-collared national uniform, and the old-fashioned clothing can't hide his slender and tall figure.That head of black hair was a bit fried on the head, and a section of long hair was tied on the back of the head in a small braid. The braid swayed behind him with his movements-I didn't know him, but I looked at him The frizzy hair, I think this hair should be fluffy and easy to touch. As for the braid, it should look better if it is untied——with a polite smile on his lips, he approached me step by step.

He is good-looking, and he also looks good when he smiles (I even feel a little bit in my heart that he may be the best-looking person I have ever seen), but I don't like his smile at this time, it looks polite, alienated, and implies indifference.

I don't like him smiling at me like that.

So when he approached, I looked up at him and said seriously: "Don't laugh at me like that."

His smiling face froze, and the curve of his lips quickly fell.

"What? Is my smile disliked by Tokama-sama?"

There is a bit of sharp questioning meaning in these words. I am not afraid of this kind of dialogue with negative emotions, but I am not very interested in this kind of dialogue.I turned my head, focused on the calm water of He Nanchuan, and answered him coldly: "I didn't say that."

He looked at me silently for a long time, finally took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and rubbed my hair fiercely (I had no intention of avoiding it), he started laughing again, with a hint of cruelty and Helpless smile.He said to me: "Thousands of Hands, you really are, you are so annoying no matter what! Do you think that 'yes' and 'no' are the ones that have the final say?"

Then I remembered, my name is Qianshou Feijian.

And this person in front of me hates me.

This frustrates me a bit.

He put down his hand and turned to look at He Nanchuan.He said, "I'll ask you a few questions, will you answer me truthfully?"

Before my consciousness could react, I opened and closed my mouth without authorization: "Well. I will tell you everything, and I will talk endlessly." This is not my idea.

"Do you remember what happened during the day today?"

"Remember." Is it between me and a person named Uchiha Izumi?

"You..." He hesitated for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Why did you induce that topic? Do you really want to see me in a mess?"

"If 'that topic' refers to topics such as 'like' and 'favorite', during the conversation, I did use induced conversation skills. The reason why I did this," He Nanchuan said with a thought. A picture emerged, in which was a young man smiling brightly. I still remember what he said at that time, "'Besides your big brother, who else in Konoha is stupid enough to fall in love with you?' This sentence made me feel very weird."

"Weird?" In the water, his reflection raised his eyebrows, "What's so strange, although it's a bit exaggerated, but the villagers of Konoha respect you, you can say Trust, but if you want to talk about being close and liking, I'm afraid not many people are willing, right?"

His words made me unable to refute: "I know what you mean. But knowing and accepting are two different things. A person has a pimple on the tip of his nose, and he accepts this pimple. These are two different things."

The image of a young man in the battlefield with acne appeared on the water.

A layer of blush came out from his fair skin, and he blushed: "When did this happen, and you still remember it so clearly! Is it interesting!"

I also found it boring, so I removed that image.

"So, I didn't want to see you in a mess when I induced words. Maybe I just wanted to cover the pimple with an extra layer of powder."

This topic still made him blush, but after these words, he has been insisting on the cold and hard facial lines, but he has softened a lot unconsciously.

"I'm not your fig leaf..." I heard him complain under his breath.

"..." I don't know what to say.

"..." He also fell silent.

After a while of silence, he suddenly touched his eyes uncomfortable. From between his fingers, he could see the unstable Sharingan slowly spinning.

I told him dryly: "You shouldn't use Sharingan for this kind of thing."

"Hmph! This is my world, what right do you have to tell me how I do it!" He turned his head and stared at me fiercely, like a cat with fried hair, with a little arrogance and unfamiliarity. Wild, "Your brain is in my hands now, I have all the top-secret information of Senshou Mori, and your bad intentions for Uchiha in your heart—" He raised his eyes, "Do you think you are now What else can I do?"

If he really has everything under control, how could he still talk to me here?I am skeptical of his statement.After all, Uchiha's pupil technique is unpredictable. Although I have studied it for a long time, the more I study, the more I understand the horror of Sharingan.What's more, Quanna would use precious time for performing surgery to ask such shallow questions as "like"?

I can only be silent.

Seeing that I stopped talking, he turned his head and still pressed those eyes, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"..."

"..."

There was another silence, he didn't speak, and I couldn't speak first.

After a while, I heard him ask a question in a low voice.

The voice was so soft, it was like a gust of wind blowing past my ears, even less than an illusion, but the tips of his red ears told me that he really asked me: "Thousands of hands, you bastard... do you like it?" Like me?" In the end, the words were lost in the wind, but I still caught them.

I don't want to answer this question.My intuition tells me that no matter what the answer is, it will cause me more trouble.And no matter what kind of trouble it is, at the level of me and Quan Nai, it is a big trouble.

But before the consciousness thought of stopping it, the mouth had already said the answer involuntarily: "I like you."

I saw his eyes widen in surprise, looking at me in astonishment.

I closed my eyes slightly, feeling a suffocating pain in my chest.

Sorry, I like you.

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Wen Siru...

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