Brother Ying does not poke the needle

In a certain ward of the Tokyo Hospital, the short-haired boy with cherry pink hair who had been fighting with the curse spirit in the middle of the night before was lying quietly and obediently on it.

There was a snow-white bandage trembling on his head, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Dawn finally came, and the sky outside the window gradually became a beautiful fish-belly white.

"Senior," Fu Heihui held back his drowsiness, glanced at the person on the hospital bed and asked, "Is he attacked by some curse spirit?"

Jia Ruozi packed up the tools in his hands, and walked out the door while answering Fu Heihui.

"He's in good condition and he'll heal himself. He's probably too tired to fall asleep now. Fu Hei, you should go and rest too."

"However, it's not impossible to be secretly attacked by the curse spirit. After all, there are so many curse spirits in that room, and that guy Wu is so self-willed to entrust his task to you..."

"In short, the probability of being unconscious due to the attack of the curse spirit is very small. Go to sleep first, and call me if you have any problems."

***

In the white mist, the scene in front of him gradually became clear.

The summer festival in Muye Village officially started when the first burst of fireworks burst into the sky.

The people who were already on the verge of moving cheered and immediately threw themselves into this lively and joyous celebration—even Hokage-sama ran out of the Hokage building, plunged into the tavern, and gambled with people with a big wave of his hand, and he couldn't hold back.

On the observation deck of the Hokage Building, a young and tall figure was rising and falling briskly, stepping on the eaves silently, and heading towards the celebration.

... Isn't that yourself?

Fireworks bloomed in front of him one after another, falling mysteriously like meteors. They illuminated the sky of Konoha, illuminated the Hokage Rock that portrayed the faces of Hokage-sama in the past, and also illuminated the his two companions.

He is not only a companion who was born and died in the same team, but also a bamboo horse who grew up together since childhood.

The boy with short black hair tilted his head slightly, his eyes were illuminated by fireworks as if in the night, he looked at Haruno Sakura and greeted him calmly.

"coming."

"It's so slow ~ SAKURA-chan!"

Standing beside the black-haired boy was a blond-haired boy, his eyes were clear blue, and he was puffing up and complaining to Sakura.

"I haven't finished eating my Ichiraku Ramen yet, Sasuke just dragged me without saying a word——hmmmm!"

Uzumaki Naruto widened his blue eyes, removed the hand on his mouth, and turned his head to stare at the culprit.

"Why are you covering my mouth! Sasuke!"

"...you are too noisy."

"You are more annoying!"

"Idiot, you completely forgot about Sakura's return today."

Naruto was choked up, his eyes wandered, he was only temporarily fainted from hunger, and he was still thinking about it during the day!

"You seem to be in good spirits."

Haruno Sakura saw herself standing in front of two companions who were about to start bickering, with one hand on her hips, and the other hand turning the mask with white background and red stripes in her hand. The fireworks blooming in the distance still illuminated his face from time to time.

He had just come out of Hokage Studio, and he hadn't even had time to take off Anbu's clothes.

Uchiha Sasuke's eyes fell on the mask that almost turned into a red and white shadow in his hand, and he frowned slightly.

"Anbu's mask is identity, how did Master Hokage let you bring it out?"

Haruno Sakura raised his lips and laughed, and he continued to approach the two leisurely, turning his mask continuously.

"Master, she went to drink and become a big fat sheep, but this is not my mask from Anbu, it is a souvenir I brought. This mask has not been used by anyone, don't worry."

"You guys have been waiting for me here after reporting the mission. It seems that you two are ready for today's summer festival treat!"

The cherry-haired boy moved his fingertips, hung the mask he brought back on the blond boy's ninja bag, raised his hands, and hooked them around the necks of the two friends beside him, watching the explosions blooming in front of him. The open fireworks are full of smiles.

"Wow - I'm already looking forward to it! Red bean ball soup and red bean ball soup! The red bean ball soup next to the three-color balls is super delicious!"

Being hugged by a friend suddenly and forcefully, forced head to head, Sasuke and Naruto didn't struggle while rubbing against the soft cherry pink short hair.

It can be concluded from more than ten years of experience from childhood to adulthood that when their bamboo horse and bamboo horse are happy, they must never disturb his interest.

——Especially now that he has basically learned all of Hokage-sama's skills.

Otherwise, they may have to be admitted to Konoha Hospital the next day due to broken shoulder bones/sprained necks, etc. What's worse... Maybe the chief surgeon is Haruno Sakura herself.

The three of them walked crookedly on the roof towards the celebration, and after a while, Sasuke couldn't help it, and opened his mouth abruptly.

"Are you going to the celebration in this dress?"

As a result, this question was exchanged for the other party's cry of sudden realization.

"That's right! This is very inappropriate..."

Haruno Sakura let go of the two companions, watched the two companions stand in front of each other and competed with each other's eyes, and looked at their clothes again.

"What, aren't you just wearing casual clothes?"

What's wrong with casual clothes?Even casual clothes are better than your dusty Anbu!

Haruno Sakura raised her arms around the necks of the two companions again, and laughed: "The summer festival has been held for a long time...Let's go, Naruto, Sasuke! Let's go to the hot spring together, and then come back in a yukata. I treat guests to the hot spring! "

"..."

They are washed out!

During this process, Sakura, who was a bystander, gradually remembered, isn't this his memory.

Then, the screen changed.

Seeing that he was in the comfortable spring water, Haruno Sakura let out a sigh of enjoyment. His whole body was soaked in the steaming and comfortable hot spring, and there were the sounds of two teenagers slowly entering the water beside him.

The cherry-haired boy slowly raised his eyelids, his green eyes looked at the source of the water waves and sighed.

"It's been a long time since I came here..."

His voice stopped abruptly, his lazy eyes became sharp, he leaned back against the edge of the wall and looked around.

There was no sign of companions around, and the soup bath, which was originally a little green smoke, was filled with white mist, and it was completely impossible to see the place beyond the five fingers.

Suddenly, his head began to ache.

In less than three seconds, Haruno Sakura's headache completely disappeared, as if it had never happened before.

When he opened his eyes again, he was standing on tiptoe. The front leg of the chair left the ground as his center of gravity moved back, and then both of his feet left the ground. Support his center of gravity firmly.

Haruno Sakura lay prone on the upright chair, looking at both sides blankly.

Surrounded by the overly familiar smell of disinfectant water.

Beside him are two hospital beds, one on the left and one on the right.

There were two 15-year-old boys lying on the bed. One of his legs was fixed in a plaster cast, and the other hand was bandaged around and around by the doctor and could not move.

"Pfft."

Haruno Sakura looked at the two people in front of her, couldn't help laughing, and then quickly put away her smile, leaving a cold face.

"What, Sakura-chan! Obviously your face was also crippled by us! One hand, one leg, and one face are crippled, no one has the right to make fun of anyone!"

"Next time there will never be such a mistake!"

"There will never be such a mistake next time."

Naruto was talking loudly on the bed, Sakura sitting on the chair lowered her head, the shadow covered his expression, but it couldn't cover the words he and Naruto said together.

"whispering sound."

"whispering sound."

"Kakashi-sensei is so slow."

"Kakashi-sensei is so slow."

Haruno Sakura continued to lower her head, spit out one clear note after another expressionlessly.

What Sasuke said this time was exactly the same as what Sasuke wanted to say.

The two lying on the bed didn't notice anything wrong with Haruno Sakura, and started bickering again.

All the scenes are familiar, and even the bickering between the two of them is still fresh in his memory. These are all things he has experienced before-just a few weeks ago.

That day, he was also one of the bickering ranks.

At this time, there were footsteps approaching outside the ward.

The lake-green eyes glanced at the door and then retracted.

Next, Mr. Kakashi will walk in, dislike the three of them, and then comment on the two-year melee, and finally owe them a barbecue.

But why... these past memories appear in his head?

The footsteps outside the ward stopped, and the sound of the doorknob turning was heard along with Naruto muttering about Mr. Kakashi.

"Yo, Sakura-kun! What happened to your face?"

Haruno Sakura almost fell off the chair, he quickly put his feet on the ground and looked towards the door.

Where is his leading teacher Hatake Kakashi standing by the door of the ward?It was clearly Mr. Gojo Satoru who was wearing a black eyepatch, covering his eyes tightly!

The silver-haired youth greeted him with a playful smile, then pointed out the window.

"The curse spirit in that building can improve your strength. With your ability, even if you can't beat it, you should be able to escape~"

It should be a rhetorical question, but the other party said it with certainty, but what he said is also true.

The white curtains swayed and moved lightly with the wind.The two companions on the hospital bed disappeared at some point, and the young man with silver hair slowly approached.

Haruno Sakura turned her head and looked out of the window, the house was overcast and cloudy, and the rain was pattering, and the ground was making a lonely sound.

Crisp but dull.

——And on the day he went to the hospital, the weather was so good that he couldn't help snatching Shikamaru's throne, and became lazy on the rooftop to catch up on sleep.

Now, there is an independent house in the distance outside the window. Not far from the house stands a boy in uniform, whose black hair is more exaggerated than Sasuke's hair even though it is drenched by the rain.

Fu Heihui and the two jade dogs waited anxiously outside the house, beside them lay the only corpse that could be found in the house.

The fight continued until the sound of an explosion suddenly sounded, followed by another violent impact—a large piece of the house was smashed by the cherry-haired boy, and the wreckage of the building kicked up dust and fell to the side.

At this time, the young man was standing on the high platform, holding a curse spirit's neck in his hand.

He has a bad temper, and his nerves are a little big...but he is still a sunny boy, and he is tremblingly shouted by the curse formed by the curse.

——"Evil ghost!... Evil ghost! I..."

Before the curse spirit could speak, it was wiped out by the spell power carefully controlled on the palm.Haruno Sakura saw that she turned her head without hesitation, and walked into the dilapidated house again.

……

Haruno Sakura recalled the strange experience of suddenly being in another world.

He seemed to be a house destroyed by himself... The falling bricks knocked him unconscious.

In the picture in front of you.

After a while, the cherry-haired boy came out of the dilapidated house. The rain soaked his hair, soaked his clothes, and slid down his face and skin.

Sticky and cold.

His expression was quite relaxed, as if he had just won a battle with his companions a few weeks ago.

Because this time Yidizhi said that since the body of the only deceased person has been moved out, he must first ensure his own safety, and for the rest, as long as he can exorcise all the cursed spirits in the house, he can do whatever he wants.

then.

The house is gone.

He also played particularly comfortably during the whole process of familiarizing himself with mana.

Even want to do it again.

……

"How is the mission going?"

Uchiha Sasuke's voice sounded beside him, his voice was cold and flat but very nice.

"...Ah, a mission."

Haruno Sakura glanced outside at the idiot herself who was finally knocked out by the stone and passed out, she silently looked away, and decided to pretend she didn't see anything.

At this time, Mr. Gojo Satoru with the black eyepatch was no longer beside him, but Uchiha Sasuke was standing wearing a high collar with a fan printed on it.

He carried the Grass Pheasant Sword on his back, his eyes were bright red, and three black hook jades were spinning.

"The mission went okay...but, in the end, I got lost."

Uchiha Sasuke gave him a disgusted look, Sangouyu's Sharingan didn't fade away, his hand rested on the cherry pink furry head, and then his chin rested on it.

The bright red Sharingan looked out the window at the broken building that was beaten by Sakura Haruno

Say.

"idiot."

"You won't just believe that..."