[Hokage] Fluorescent lamp

Recently, the scorpion seems to be behind my back, doing small tricks in the base of Orochimaru.

Every day before dawn, I would drive my Gundam and wag my tail to disappear. After dark, I would throw the Huoyun robe to me with a fishy and sweet smell and let me wash it.

A pot of red water soaked out of a thick black cloak. After ruling out the cause of the discoloration of the clothes, I knew it was blood.

To be honest, compared to still living in sand hidden and carefully concealing my physical condition, and later living and sleeping with Uncle Kakuzu, my life in Orochimaru's base is really relaxed and enjoyable.

There is nothing else to do except to sleep around every day. I have learned a lot of basic life skills in those days with Uncle Kadotsu.

It's not a big deal to wash Scorpion's clothes every day, but I worry about him.

After chasing away Huahua who was trying to steal the laundry water, I hung up the Huoyun robe and began to dry it with the wind tunnel.

The thick black cloth fluttered in the wind, revealing the crimson inside, as bright as a basin of blood washed out by me just now.

I turned my head and glanced at Scorpion who was silently playing with the puppet, not knowing what to persuade him.

People say that there will always be a period of burnout after being together, which is probably the seven-year itch as the saying goes.

But I have been with Xiezi for more than seven years. From friendship to family relationship, I even killed a dark horse called Jiqing halfway.

In the short period of more than ten years since I survived, most of them stayed with scorpions.

And in my almost eternal life, I will always be with the Red Sand Scorpion.

The scorpion seemed to realize that I was looking at him, and the Feiliuhu shell, who had always seemed to be in a bad mood, was even more gloomy when he turned his head and stared at me.

"Look at what I'm doing." Scorpion asked me, "The clothes are dry?"

I touched the icy Huoyun robe that was still wet and blown by the wind, and shook my head.Then he put a fire under the clothes to dry the fabric, and he leaned over and sat next to Scorpion with his arms around him.

Scorpion didn't dislike me for disturbing his action of repairing the puppet, and moved it generously to leave a space for me to sit more comfortably.

I consciously picked up an old cotton cloth and wiped the scorpion's repaired area carefully, and applied protective oil to the surface of the puppet.

"Scorpion. How are you doing?"

I pretended to ask him casually, but Scorpion looked at me strangely.

"……What's wrong?"

"No. Deng, haven't you been with me all the time?"

The movements in my hands paused, and the line I had planned was interrupted by his rhetorical question, and I forgot everything.

I think according to the current situation, if I directly tell him that I am worried about you, most of the scorpions will answer with a mocking face that I don't need to worry.

Scorpions are strong.

Maybe slightly inferior to Uncle Kakuzu, or not as good as the legendary Sannin.

But Scorpion is very strong, stronger than me, and will be stronger in the future.

Being so strong as a rebel can't hinder him, and it's not a problem to chase him down.Whether it's Xiao's organization's mission or his own small tricks behind the scenes, Scorpion has always been able to handle it with ease.

I suddenly remembered a word she said to me a long time ago, when my mother was still alive and Scorpion and I hadn't become ninjas.

That sentence is probably lamenting the parents of Scorpion who died in the war.

Maybe it's just lamenting me and Scorpion who will embark on the road of ninja in the future.

She hugged me, cried, and told me that this troubled world is not fun.

I always knew it wasn't fun.

The other male protagonists killed all directions with golden fingers, and I lived under the shadow of the genius of the scorpion, worrying carefully whether he would be killed by the troubled times like his parents.

Then he defected, and I defected too.

Both me and the scorpion survived successfully and became eternal.

But I still worry about him.

Although nothing can pose enough threat to him anymore.

I wiped my hands after all that paint and leaned against the scorpion with my back and closed my eyes.

"you are tired?"

"No."

The fire escape burned on the ground, and what was ignited as the burning material were a few books that I could not understand from the pit of Orochimaru and some small decorative parts.

They made a slight crackling sound from the fire, and then the fire burned even more vigorously, and the cold black cloak also reflected a little warmth.

I leaned against the scorpion and didn't speak. Occasionally, when he made a move, there would be sounds between the two of us that humans cannot make when puppets collide.

No flesh and blood, no temperature, no tears.

But just the two puppets clinging to each other has become the subtle and only little warmth between me and the scorpion.

"Scorpion, how long can we live?"

Scorpion wasn't impatient either. After tidying up the puppet, he quietly answered me with two words: "Forever."

I have no conception of being able to live forever.

Ever since I realized I wasn't growing up anymore, I didn't have much sense of time.

I thought about it, if Scorpion and I could live for a long, long time, long after everyone died and we were still young.

I found that my imagination was not enough and I couldn't think of it.

While I was thinking about it, the scorpion who had been silent all this time finally moved.

The scroll in his hand was put into his close-fitting pocket, and he himself pulled the Huoyun robe that had been dried behind him and put it on his body.Then he pulled my arm and picked me up.

I was a little confused by his series of actions.

I looked at him blankly for a long time, not knowing what he was going to do.

Scorpion is actually a very cold person. I have known him since he was in the cradle until now. I have never seen anyone get close to him except me.

Even if it's me, being able to become eternal life with him is already an exception for Scorpion, the greatest intimacy.

Generally speaking, scorpions don't get close to me except for sleeping. Basically, I stick to him unilaterally when I have nothing to do.

At most, the scorpion complained that the dog smell on my body was too strong, and it would not make any resistance.

This is the first time that I have been recited so straightforwardly.

"Scorpion..." I asked him cautiously, "Why are you doing this?"

Scorpion tilted his head and gave me a sideways glance: "I'll find something for you to do, so that you won't be sad when you have nothing to do."

I am speechless.

Am I sad?

A normal person who wakes up and turns into a puppet doll will think wildly without growing up for several years.

Scorpion carried me all the way out of the room.

Huahua also followed behind Scorpion in a desperate manner, with a proud look on her face.

Go through the corridor and through the hall below.

The route taken by the scorpion became more and more familiar to me.

Really familiar...

I usually make trouble for Orochimaru, which seems to be the way I go.

After looking at it more and more familiar, I poked the scorpion: "...Where do you want to take me?"

He took it for granted: "Look for Orochimaru. Anyway, you have nothing to do in your spare time, why don't you go and make trouble for him."

You are so outspoken that I don't know how to refute it.

When I arrived at the door of Orochimaru's laboratory, the scorpion let me down.Very casually, he patted my head and stroked my hair.

"Go play."

...Wait a minute, what's going on with this instant vision of walking the dog.

I looked at him speechlessly.

"Let's play, it's the last time. Come back to Xiao with me tomorrow."

Since the scorpion has said so.

I clenched my fist, turned around and pushed open the door firmly.

"Big-snake-maru-wo is here to play with you~"

The author has something to say:

Belated update.

Girls, don't worry, I didn't abandon the pit, but the update is a bit slow.

Uncle Xie brought Brother Deng to add to the trouble, Dashewan, are you happy?

Hey hey hey hey.

I had a discussion with my sister Slime before about the attitudes of He Boy and Brother Deng towards eternity.

Crane boy's attitude is "Hey hey hey eternal life~"

Brother Deng's attitude was "Ah... eternal life."

With such a comparison, why is He Boy so stupid? 233333

Although it’s true that you’re not smart, that’s right 233333

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