I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

The newly appointed Hokage is one of the busiest people in the village, so after the lunch treat, Uchiha Obito was urged back to the office by the person who came here to find him.

Naturally, he couldn't shirk his responsibilities, but he felt sorry for leaving Cyril and the others behind so soon.

"It's okay, you can go. Anyway, we are here to travel, and we have found a hotel to stay in. We can get together again at night."

Hokage, who was so busy, was shocked: "What! So you are traveling, so you came to find me by the way!"

Hearing that the elders really entered the village with the identity certificates of the tour group, he was so sad that he had to let brother Cyril pat his head to force himself to work.

In front of them, Hokage-sama's usual bluffing airs were swept away, which inevitably attracted the contemptuous gaze of the ninja who came to call him.

Cyril: "Touch~"

I touched it casually, but Hokage-sama seemed to want to wait a little longer before leaving, which seriously affected the tour group's next sightseeing plan.

Therefore, the ruthless Uncle Quanna glanced at the white-haired ninja who seemed to have a good relationship with Naruto, and focused his gaze on his left eye covered by his forehead: "Go to work and go quickly. Oh, I want to chat again It's fine in a while, let's talk about the Sharingan sent by you silly boy..."

"!"

"No, no, it's important to work hard and dedicate yourself to Konoha." Obito Uchiha's expression changed drastically, and he immediately refused again and again, and pulled a white-haired ninja with question marks all over his head: "Kakashi, let's withdraw quickly!"

Swish, swish, the two retreated as fast as they could, and went straight to Hokage's office where the documents were piled up like a mountain.

Chasing away the long-winded boy, Izumi Uchiha drank the last sip of ramen soup. Although his expression was light, satisfaction could still be seen from his eyes.

"Are you still brooding?"

Cyril asked him with a smile, referring to the incident when Obito generously gave Sharingan to outsiders.

At the beginning, the ancestor Uchiha who knew about this matter was almost pissed off, and Obito suffered so much because of this.

However, in fact, Uchiha Izumi glanced at him with a smile: "I'm just kidding that kid. His own eyes, it's none of my business."

This is equivalent to saying that he is no longer worried about it.

"I see. Your mentality... well, it changed even faster than I thought."

"Quick?" Uchiha Quanna glanced at him again, this time with a little surprise in his eyes: "Isn't it your fault? It appears every night unshakably, in my dream..."

Cyril looked back suspiciously: "Your what?"

Seeing that he really had a strange expression on his face, Uchiha Quanna was taken aback.

He didn't answer him, but seemed to understand something all of a sudden. The confusion that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was finally relieved, and his gaze fell on the silent magician beside him.

The magician didn't look at Uchiha Izuna at first.

The white-haired man rested his chin, tilted his head and looked at the person sitting beside him, his brows and eyes were soft enough to melt his gaze, not to mention, there was a softer smile on his lips.

He couldn't even pay attention to how other people looked at him, because his heart was filled with the people in his eyes.

This kind of tenderness, even the most insane person, can wake up to something once they see it.

Uchiha Izuna saw this scene clearly, and before he could wake up from the huge amount of information that seemed strange, the magician reluctantly withdrew his eyes and looked over.

They both looked at each other for a moment.

None of them are idiots, and they understand the meaning in their eyes.Uchiha Izuna hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, just stood up with a complicated expression, and walked out of the ramen shop first.

"Leave me alone, I'll look around by myself."

In one sentence, Cyril, who was about to follow, stopped.

The customer's body is recovering well, and he seems to have his own ideas recently, and always likes to act alone.

Nothing will happen in Muye Village, and his strength is also there, so Cyril is not worried, and let his figure disappear into the crowd and slowly go away.

"..."

So……

Now only Cyril and the magician who came later were left.

The scene didn't look too awkward.

"Mr. Gao Wen, do you want to go back to the hotel directly, or should we also go around?"

It was Cyril who spoke first.When the magician was still thinking about it, he suggested it with a smile, but he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"..." The magician swallowed back the words that came to his throat calmly, and responded quickly: "Isn't it... um, sightseeing? We are all visiting this place for the first time, and it's not bad to walk around. .”

"Okay."

Tourism is of course just an excuse, but Cyril has no objection.

When the two of them came out of the ramen shop, they randomly searched in a direction and started walking side by side in the lively streets of Muye Village.

Muye Village is the No. [-] ninja village in the Ninja Continent, and it is very famous outside, but affected by the development level of this world, in the eyes of people from another world, it is actually not considered developed.

However, this place has a good atmosphere and features.

There were many people on the street, and Cyril and the magician were being scrutinized by passers-by all the way.

The reason is simple, whether it is appearance or dress, one gold and one white, they are too conspicuous ("Mom! That big brother with white hair will bloom!"), and at first glance, they are not ninjas, but more like running from nowhere foreigner.

Of course, among the many curious eyes on the bright side, there are also hidden sights cast from the dark.

The three of them had been watched since they entered the village, and they found out, but they didn't take it seriously, pretending they didn't know about it, and they didn't plan to do anything anyway.

Walking slowly like an ordinary tourist, Cyril didn't seem to want to create an embarrassing situation where the two were relatively silent, and took the initiative to find topics to chat with the people around him.

The magician is always very cooperative.

It should be said that he rarely does not cooperate.After all, the usual impression of this man is that he is kind. As long as he wants to, he can quickly get closer by talking a few words to someone he meets for the first time, let alone talking to someone he likes.

After talking about the scenery of Muye Village, let’s talk about the food we saw on the roadside.

After talking about food, let’s talk about the people we met on the road. There is always no shortage of topics.

On the surface, the relationship between these two people is quite good, and it hasn't been cold yet.However, if you look closely, you will find that the blond-haired young man has always kept a little distance from his companions.

"Mr. Gao Wen..."

"Ok?"

The magician did not expect that the topic of resurgence would fall on himself.

He was puzzled by the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, looked sideways, and saw the blond young man looking over in a blink of an eye.

"I thought--"

The words paused slightly on the tip of his tongue, before Cyril hooked the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "What I said before was inappropriate and made you angry, that's why you left yesterday."

"I'm very sorry, please don't take it to heart, I didn't..."

magician:"……"

That's right, yesterday - something that wasn't a dispute, but the atmosphere was indeed a little weird happened.

At that time they had just decided to come to Konoha Village to visit Obito, Uchiha Izuna went to bed early, and beside the blazing bonfire outside the wooden house, only Cyril and "Gawain" who were not in a hurry to sleep.

It doesn't matter how they got around to this topic, in short, that's where they came from.

About, does the shopkeeper Cyril have someone he likes... this topic.

It's almost as if someone finally couldn't help asking—and that's probably what happened.

When asked, Cyril was silent for a while.

"Not long ago, I just broke up with my girlfriend who I've been with for a few years." He answered very simply, but he didn't know that this sentence made the magician with impure intentions tremble coldly.

"The reason? Hehe..."

With this smile, the magician's heart beat faster again, as if being squeezed tightly by invisible words.For non-human nightmares, this is definitely a rather novel experience.

"I think I should really like her."

His tone was understated, as if he was talking about the most common past events, but it was precisely because of this that the uneven tide appeared under the calm words.

"I like her, her liveliness, her concern for me, and the tacit understanding between us without saying much. I am even more grateful for her willingness to join my ordinary and boring life, allowing me to see what loneliness can't bring. The beautiful colors that come. If possible, I want to do my best to maintain this hard-won relationship."

Cyril was talking to the magician, but when he said this, he smiled lightly as if mocking himself.

A gloomy sadness floated from the blue eyes, which made the magician's heart ache again.

For a moment he mistakenly thought that he had been seen through, but Cyril actually knew it a long time ago—how could this be possible?

Therefore, he could only forcefully clear his mind and continue to listen.

"Even if it's hard to let go, I don't want my seriousness to be treated equally."

——That's the sentence.

Cyril didn't speak very clearly, even very vaguely, but when he heard the other person's ear, it was like a heavy boulder hitting his heart.

This is also a feeling that magicians have never had.

The pain dissipated, and what came out was the anxiety that could not be suppressed after being numb.

He looked for it, probably because of a moment of panic at first, and then subconsciously disguised his identity to conceal the truth, and it was difficult to give a plausible reason.

The magician didn't expect to have such a mood now, and clairvoyance naturally wouldn't remind him.

So - he did something that in hindsight was pretty silly.

Making up a perfunctory reason, the magician hastily fled from his former lover.

When he wandered nervously in the sea of ​​flowers in Avalon for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to come back pretending nothing had happened, and the old matter was brought up again.

"I……"

The magician wanted to say - no, we were communicating normally yesterday, but we accidentally talked about some sad topics.

Yes, that's it, he can get away with it, and there will never be any flaws on his smiling face.

result.

He was being silly again.

Yes, that's right, he used to be King Arthur's think tank and manipulated everything behind the scenes... No, it should be said that the flower magician who has rich emotional experience and has verbally flirted with countless beautiful women actually committed a crime at such a critical moment. stupid.

Watched by the lover's clear eyes, the magician opened his mouth, unable to utter the sweet words wrapped in honey.

He was flustered and nervous for no reason.

So, in the end, what came out blurted out became: "I confess, in fact, the time I left yesterday was the preparation time I set aside for myself."

"Now, after careful consideration - please let me express my heart to Your Excellency with the most sincere attitude."

The magician's tone also changed at this moment.

In the most noisy place, on the surface, he was confident, but he knelt down nervously and flusteredly, and stretched out his hand to the surprised blond youth:

"I implore you, who is more pure than flowers, to...be my lover."

The author has something to say: The big thing is that Teacher Mei hastily confessed in a guilty conscience——