The favorability system is broken, I decided to put on a vest

Just go.

Mori Miyuki packed up all the work that she could delegate to the two senior secretaries of the Nara family, and invited Uzumaki Ashina, the strongest Uzumaki clan, to sit in the clan, and then she found a caravan to the Land of Fire , took a ride that went directly to the land of the Thousand Hands.

And this trip was much better than the first time I went to the Land of Fire.

The first is that road conditions in both countries have improved considerably.

Due to the vigorous promotion of cement by the Uzumaki Clan, all the main roads in the Uzumaki Country have been paved with cement, which is spacious and flat, and is very suitable for traffic.As for places other than the country of vortexes, although Mori Miyuki cannot be paved with cement, but because the country of vortex has become the commercial center of the mainland, there are many caravans from various countries, so every time there will be a ninja who escaped from the country to come to fix it. The road is improved, so although the road here is not as easy to walk on the concrete floor, it is not too bad.

The second is the scenery on the journey.

After four years, Mori Miyuki can no longer remember what happened when she first came to the Land of Fire to visit the Thousand Hands Clan, but she still remembers the blurred gray that has covered her memory so far—that is Large tracts of wilderness, dilapidated houses, disheveled people, and numb and similar suffering on every face.

But now, Mori Miyuki opened the curtain again, and when she looked out of the car, she found that the wilderness in her memory was replaced by rice ears and green fields, and the dilapidated wooden houses were replaced by tile-roofed houses. People, also put on clean clothes, smiled expectantly, and talked about the festival.

"...Summer festival? Really? Will there be one in our small town?"

"Really! I secretly asked Master Huaixin, and he said that the summer festival this time is about that kind of chamber of commerce..."

"New Generation Business Alliance?"

"Yes! That's it! I heard that they have promotional activities every quarter, and this event just happened to catch up with the summer festival, so they decided to simply pay for the layout and activities of the entire summer festival, which is great. It’s a great work! They also said that there will be discounts for purchases at this summer festival, and all of us are welcome to see it!”

"Wow! Really? I'm already looking forward to..."

Sen Shenxue listened, raised her eyebrows slightly, poked her head out of the carriage in surprise, and looked towards the small town ahead.

And sure enough, from a distance, Mori Miyuki saw countless large-scale festival equipment appearing above the small town, a group of people were in full swing directing something, and kept moving the same festival items to specific locations, while passers-by on the road saw After that, I would stop here from time to time, watching curiously, and some of them even had chakra fluctuations on their bodies.

But at this moment, there are no ninjas or civilians here, only those who arrange the ceremony and those who are about to participate in the ceremony.

The strong festive atmosphere, the summer festival that countless people are looking forward to, as well as the curiosity and smiles on the faces of passers-by... All of these, although they have nothing to do with Mori Miyuki, still make her smile involuntarily.

The person in charge of the caravan looked at Mori Miyuki curiously, and said, "Mito-sama, are you interested in the summer festival?"

Mori Shenxue shook his head: "Actually, I'm not interested."

The person in charge of the caravan said in surprise, "Then you..."

"I just suddenly felt that what I did might be more meaningful than I thought."

"……Eh?"

"It's nothing." Mori Miyuki changed the subject with a smile, "How long will we have to reach the Thousand Hands?"

The person in charge of the caravan was confused, but seeing that Mori Miyuki had no intention of explaining, he didn't ask any further questions, and replied with a smile, "We'll arrive tomorrow morning."

Sure enough, as the person in charge of the caravan said, the land of the Thousand Hands was already in sight the next morning.

Four years later, compared to the first time Mori Miyuki saw the Thousand Hands Clan, there were considerable changes, but Mori Miyuki didn't care too much, just took a cursory glance and went straight to the destination.

This time, because the patriarch Qianshou was not at home, it was Mrs. Senshou who received Mori Miyuki.Mrs. Qianshou is a carefree woman. Even though she has given birth to four children, she still has a heroic temperament. When she saw Sen Miyuki coming, she didn't specially entertain her. She just waved her hand and let Mori Miyuki play and leave casually. , did not regard Mori Miyuki as an outsider at all.

However, when she heard that Mori Miyuki was looking for Hashirama, Mrs. Senju showed a rare look of distress: "It turns out that Mito came to find Hashirama... Hashirama seems to have always preferred those in nature." Flowers, plants and trees. Before he learned the wood escape, he just raised small flowers and trees at home, but after learning the wood escape, he seems to prefer to stay in the outside world..."

Mrs. Qianshou's expression was a little emotional: "It's getting more and more mysterious, my son. He seems to have a lot of secrets and ideas, and even I, a mother, don't know him very well... Haha, I'm sorry Mito, I started complaining to you without realizing it, I really shouldn’t. But I really don’t know where Hashirama is going, so Mito should ask Tobima, he should know better than me.”

Sen Shenxue was thoughtful, and after bidding farewell to Mrs. Senshou, she turned left and right under the leadership of the six-year-old Wajian, and came to a mysterious basement entrance behind the patriarch's house.

Mori Shenxue: "...Wajian, are you sure you didn't take me to the wrong place?"

Wajian smiled dryly: "No...it's not wrong."

Mori Miyuki couldn't believe it: "How could the Tobima live here?"

Isn't it wrong to change from the patriarch's reliable son to a poor little guy who lives in the basement? ?

Wa Jian: "Actually, Brother Fei Jian doesn't live here. Brother Fei Jian is just easy to blow up. Cough, he just likes to study some things, but there are always accidents. So after a few times, mother angrily let Fei Jian Brother moved the things he studied here... and Brother Feijian doesn't usually go back to the room when he has no tasks, he just likes to stay here, so he..."

Wajian said it more tactfully, but Mori Miyuki understood it as soon as she heard it——

Because a certain research madman couldn't control the speed well in the research room, he always brought disasters to the house, so after several times of overhauling the house, Mrs. Qianshou finally got mad and threw her second son into the basement behind the house Here, he can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't blow up the house again.

Mori Miyuki was speechless, and pinched her fingers to calculate Tokima's age.

That's right, this kid should only be nine years old, how come he has already studied things like blowing up houses?

Mori Miyuki has already known the character of Tokaima researcher, but she didn't pay much attention to it before. After all, when she was young, she wanted to be a scientist and researcher, and when she grows up, there are many people who just want to eat and wait to die. She doesn't have to Pay attention to something too early.

But now it seems that the researcher of this kid in Feijian is not retreating but advancing. Not only has he created his own exclusive laboratory, he has even blown up the "house bombing" that is bound to happen to scientific madmen several times?

Isn't that amazing? !

With such subtle thoughts in mind, Mori Miyuki did not rush into the research madman's laboratory, but knocked on the door outside, regardless of whether she heard it from the door, and just waited cautiously outside.

After all, Tokaima is a perception ninja, so he came over and opened the door very quickly. He was not surprised when he saw Mori Miyuki, but nodded to her with his usual serious expression, and greeted her in his usual serious tone: "Long time no see, Miss Mito."

"Long time no see, Feijian." Mori Miyuki smiled, her gaze paused for a moment on Feijian's face with two dark circles under her eyes, curiosity arose in her heart about the research on Feijian.But she didn't ask too much, and went straight to the point, "I'm here to find Hashirama, do you know where he is now?"

With an unsurprising expression, Fujian pointed to the deep mountain in the north of the Thousand Hands Land: "In the morning, it should be deep in the mountain. It doesn't matter if you can't find Miss Mito, as long as it's in the river of Nangachuan. Just wait, he will come."

"……what?"

At this moment, Mori Miyuki seemed to be dreaming back to N years ago, reliving the feeling of an otome player, and the Tomama in front of her was a common tool in otome games to provide character information inquiries and character favorability inquiries.

Mori Miyuki was in a delicate mood, and said, "Tobe... how can you be so clear?"

Feijian rubbed his eyes, resisted the urge to yawn, and said lightly: "Brother, he made a friend recently, and I followed him to see it worryingly."

"and then?"

"My lord father said, until the Yuyi clan is destroyed, don't pay attention to it for the time being."

Mori Shenxue was thoughtful: "So are you friends of the Uchiha clan? It's so strange that you can get along with the Uchiha clan."

Feijian said flatly: "There's nothing you can't get out of, it's just that the frequency of wars has become lower."

In times of war, no one can be trusted except one's own clansmen.

But when the frequency of wars slowed down, peace came silently, and everyone's attention was drawn away by other more important things, even if their minds were still vigilant, their bodies began to subconsciously relax to meet the long-lost peaceful.

Mori Miyuki thought of the country of vortex, thought of the summer festival, thought of the battlefields along the way that gradually dissipated the tension, and smiled slightly: "I see... Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

There was a moment of silence between the doors, and I shook my head: "I don't know..."

"But at least for big brother, it should be a good thing."

……

Mori Miyuki is not a person who will wait, nor is she a person who will disturb the meeting of friends.

Therefore, instead of waiting for someone by the river, she went straight into the mountains, opened Kagura's Mind Eye, and looked for the traces of Hashirama.

With a specific direction, it is easy to find the traces of Hashirama, because in the eyes of Mori Miyuki's Kagura, Chakra in Hashirama is like a giant tree full of vitality, which can be seen at a glance, so she is not at all. Not in a hurry, he walked briskly into the deep mountain and walked towards Zhujian.

From a distance, Mori Miyuki saw Hashirama lying on a tall tree.

After three years, Hashirama's height has grown a lot, and he has grown very fast, and the clothes he once wore in a mess are also more docile, at least they can still be seen, but his hair——

"puff!"

Sen Shenxue couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hashirama, why is your hair still so ugly!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Hashirama sat up from the branch in an instant, looked at Mori Miyuki with a look of almost surprise, and some happiness and anticipation that he didn't realize.

"Mito? Why are you here?!"

But soon, these complicated emotions in Hashirama turned into resentment.

"Really, why did you mention my hair when you came here!" Hashirama scratched his head in grief and anger, "My hair isn't that ugly!!"

I mention it every time, this stalk is really hard to pass, right?

Sen Shenxue smiled and tilted her head: "Impossible, ugly is ugly, no matter who you ask, they are all ugly—unless you ask me to cut them off!"

Hashirama said suspiciously: "But I always feel that you have bad intentions...Mito, you don't want to cut me into a bald man, do you?!"

"How could it be?" Mori Miyuki smiled reservedly, "Although you would look better with a bald haircut than the current haircut—but a good person like me would not do such a thing!"

Weird.

Mori Miyuki holds a lot of malice towards this kind of hot-eyed mushroom head, if she is given a chance, she doesn't mind shaving the mushroom head bald at all!

Zhu Jian stared at her, seeing that Mori Miyuki was upright, without any guilt on his face, he couldn't help but lose his expression, sighed, and jumped off the tree.

"That's all right, I'm afraid of you!" Hashirama lowered his head in front of Mori Miyuki, and muttered, "Come on, cut it as you like, but you are not allowed to be ugly after cutting it!"

Sen Shenxue paused with a smile: "Really?"

Hashirama simply sat down cross-legged in front of Mori Miyuki, pointed at his hair, and put his hands into his sleeves.

"Really, really!" He squinted lazily, looking a bit like a dozing lion, "I'm really afraid of you! You can cut whatever you want."

Mori Miyuki's mood suddenly became subtle.

She tentatively touched Hashirama's hair, but this time, Hashirama just lowered his head, even though his stiff shoulders were full of discomfort, he neither ran away nor said anything.

——Really ask her to cut it?

Mori Miyuki looked at such a well-behaved Hashirama, and said abruptly: "The first time you said you were going to cut your hair, you actually took me around the house on purpose, right?"

Hashirama laughed dryly: "...Ahaha."

Mori Miyuki said: "So the second time you said you would cut off your mushroom head, was your real attitude?"

A ninja is a very vigilant person, especially for someone like Hashirama who has been scrambling on the battlefield since he was a child, he can hardly tolerate someone approaching his vitals with dangerous objects.

This has nothing to do with trust, this is knee-jerk resistance.

"But why are you willing now?" Mori Miyuki asked.

Zhu Jian pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, turned his head, and said something that was not hard at all: "Isn't it because you have been thinking about this..."

"I just read it casually!" Mori Miyuki said innocently.

There was a flash in Zhujian's hair, as if something had been exposed, she turned her head angrily, and glared at her: "Are you going to cut it or not?!"

Mori Miyuki was dazed for a moment, then squatted down strangely to look at Hashirama's face.

When Hashirama turned his face to the left, she also turned her gaze to the left, and when Hashirama turned her face to the right, she also turned her gaze to the right.

Finally, Hashirama jumped up, blushing and furious: "What the hell are you going to do?!"

Mori Shenxue tilted her head, held her chin and thought for a while: "It's nothing."

Mori Miyuki got up, stared at Hashirama's mushroom head, suddenly raised her head and pressed it, and saw Hashirama's reddish ear tips.

What did she understand.

"Okay, I won't talk about it again in the future." Mori Miyuki withdrew her hand and smiled, "Actually, what I said before was just teasing you, Hashirama, you can wear whatever hairstyle you want, don't worry about me at all What did you say! In this matter, your wishes are actually more important in Hashirama, if my nonsense before offends you, I apologize to you—I'm sorry!"

After Mori Miyuki finished speaking, she smiled nonchalantly: "Okay, let's go, Hashirama. I'm here this time, and I actually want to talk to you about something. Let's go down first and talk about it later."

Mori Miyuki said businessfully, then turned and left.

But before she took two steps, a voice from behind the pillars sounded.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Mori Miyuki stopped.

At this moment, Sen Shenxue had complicated emotions in her heart, but she didn't know what to say...or she didn't know what to say, which was the best way to refuse.

But behind her, Hashirama didn't seem to notice anything, and said: "Besides that kind of thing, it's better to say something more realistic - if Mito, you think this hairstyle is ugly, then what do you think is beautiful? "

Mori Shenxue was silent for a moment, then turned and looked back at him.

"Why do you ask me?" Mori Miyuki asked, "Obviously this is your hair, Hashirama, so your wish is more important, right?"

Hashirama smiled, and said calmly: "But my wish is to know your opinion, Mito!"

At this moment, Mori Miyuki was almost speechless.

She stared fixedly at Hashirama, wondering if this guy had understood something—whether it was his unspoken feelings or her unspoken rejection.

But in fact, Hashirama's smile remained the same as before.

He stood in the forest, standing in the breath of summer, urging with a smile.

"So tell me, Mito, what's your opinion?"

Mori Miyuki stared at Hashirama's flawless smiling face, and remained silent for a while.

Does he know?Still don't know?

Is he faking?Still waiting?

——It doesn't matter.

Mori Miyuki suddenly laughed.

"In that case—then let's keep long hair." Mori Miyuki's smile was vicious and teasing, "I want to see if Hashirama with long hair can be considered a beauty!"

Hashirama looked at Mori Miyuki and smiled, as if the light of the sun was flickering in his eyes.

"Okay."