Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

With hot palms warming up the body temperature, he sank into the scattered temple hair, stroked the sweat-stained hair with the palm, and stuck it to the side of the face that was stained with a blush that symbolized health due to strenuous exercise, and lightly tapped the forehead with his calloused thumb, I rubbed it along the traces of my eyebrows bit by bit, and finally landed on the corners of my slightly widened eyes.

Under the shock of my mind, my eye sockets became hot, and I saw my pupils dyed red in his approaching black eyes, and the Sangou jade spun rapidly, twirling——

Just when the wings of a windmill were about to connect the dots to a line, he stopped.

"flower."

The dangerous distance made the breaths of the two people intertwine, and my overheated and overloaded brain made a "creak" sound of hard work, let alone answering, even my breathing was trembling, and I couldn't think normally at all. Interrupted by such an interruption, the kaleidoscope that was about to appear out of control suddenly got stuck in the middle.

Facing the turbulent abyss like a bubble-like illusion, the castle built in the air is crumbling, and the window paper that has been knocked repeatedly is almost broken, but the person who launched the fierce attack stopped.

"Illusion is used well." The voice that was so close made my already extremely alert body start to tremble, and the too close distance made it difficult to focus on the vision that was already beginning to blur, and instinctively made me blink.

I was praised, so I should thank you, right?

So, with the siren ringing in my mind and the continuous bombardment of changes from the outside world, my thinking has fallen into chaos, and I followed the humility and politeness engraved in my DNA and said:

"Thanks……?"

"I'm not complimenting you."

me?"

"Aren't you willing to break the constraints after all this?" He moved, his finger passed by the corner of my eyes, and then the distance was pulled away, "So scared?"

"Also... no." Although I haven't returned to a safe distance, the range is much better now than before. I gradually recovered my voice but I haven't returned to my senses. I almost asked and answered:

"You look...so pretty, and you're too close, I think...it's dangerous."

After all, in my opinion, who believes that danger and strength are beauty, Uchiha Madara's fighting power and face against Uchiha's ceiling perfectly meet the above conditions, plus... this person is a battle damage!Battle damage!

Even if there is no obvious injury and bleeding, but the dust and fire on the tip of the hair, the determination to cut people unique to entering the combat state-the aura washed out on the battlefield has not diminished at all, and my five senses have always been strengthened. version, and it was so close before - help, it's dancing like crazy on my XP.

If I didn't firmly believe that I usually keep this hobby very tight, I would suspect that this person did it on purpose...

But what did he just say?

I struggled with my paralyzed brain, trying to recall what had just happened.

——"Did I get it wrong?"

- "That's right."

——“But it’s not enough.”

Not enough... what?

From this, it can be proved that what Mr. Madara did just now was to prove this sentence, which is to...remind me?

But what needs to be reminded so close?Do you Konoha people talk to your sneaky big chicken so close!

No, you and Mr. Hashirama, the real sneakers, don't stick your foreheads to your foreheads...

Now when I think back to the distance that I almost missed, I am still a little dizzy: After all, all possible options have been almost eliminated, and the only one left is——

The paper on the window was pierced halfway, and the faint light from the window entered the area I never dared to set foot in. The Ling Xiaohua, which only blooms in my yard, tentatively climbed up the wall and probed outside.

——That’s not right, I remember that Naruto and Sasuke also posted this in the manga, even closer than this distance... um...

The more I think about it, the darker my expression becomes.

Not far away, Senju Hashirama, who had found the best viewing position, covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly, and all the hair that was bristling with excitement fell down.

Huahua, you can dodge this, how...

He couldn't figure it out, and while picking up the mushrooms protruding from his head and putting them in his pocket for dinner, he picked up Naruto Uzumaki who was squatting next to him. Although he couldn't understand it, he was shocked.

"Walk, walk, this wave is over, if you don't slip away, you will be arrested later."

"Wow..." This is Naruto who hasn't recovered his chin yet, "As expected of Senior Huahua, she is the one who stands the most firmly among all the people."

——That's because Madara deliberately avoided Huahua standing in the center with his aura.

But even if she didn't bypass it, Huahua dared to face Madara in her heyday when Huahua hadn't grown up yet, let alone now.

Thinking of this, Senshou Zhuma smiled.

That's a really good girl and worth it all.

He could see very clearly that the illusion of self-deception had long been useless. According to Uchiha Madara's experience, it could be broken even without opening Sharingan, but he stopped at the end.

Standing behind the crowd, Senju Bashirama glanced at Uchiha Madara who was standing on the edge of the crowd through layers of obstacles.

It's not like you, Madara.

Looking up sharply, Uchiha Madara, who met his eyes in the air, saw his silent words, and silently looked away.

This militant, withdrawn, paranoid, self-contained, with the name of Ninja Shura, who was once abandoned by everyone, but was pulled back into the crowd by one person, took off his crimson armor and stretched out his arms to the person in the crowd. hand.

I'm going to go against my nature, against my instincts - to get close to you.

……

Konoha's first Parents' Meeting, here and there, was magnificent and full of people. It ended with unfortunately half of the school being demolished, but fortunately kept the other half of the school. It was relatively unsatisfactory, but at least it went smoothly. The casualties came to an end.

——The above is from a document report submitted by an audience member who did not want to be named to the Third Hokage-sama, and it is not a line that is not humane.

However, the troubles of the third Hokage Hiruzasarutobi have only just begun.

What kind of strength is that "flower" girl who can fight on par with Kai?And is the report Kay presented after that really credible?If it is believable—her appearance will inevitably bring unpredictable changes to Konoha. As Konoha Hokage, what attitude should he take towards this core of change?

On the other hand, why did Uchiha Madara appear?The attitude of ignoring but not hostile is also puzzling. The strength he showed makes people wonder whether the Konoha Invasion six years ago is the same person. Make a decision--

Of course, there is also what he cares about the most, the watermelon-headed boy who came out of the Uchiha clan and lives temporarily in Naruto's house, that familiar feeling that he will not be able to guess for a while, who is that person!

Hiruzaru Sarutobi worriedly held the lit pipe, and circles of smoke rose upwards.

"Any news?"

"Princess Tsunade still has no news. Master Jiraiya is already on his way back, and he said that he will pay attention to Master Tsunade's tracks, and we will return together in a few days."

"That's good."

Hearing the news about his apprentice, Hiruzaru Sarutobi felt relieved, and then asked, "Is there another one?"

"..." The caller bowed his head deeply and did not reply.

"I see." The old man exhaled a puff of smoke ring, "Let's do this first."

"Yes."

After a while, he asked again: "How about Uchiha?"

The clumsy traps used by school students to practice their hands intermittently. Not long ago, they were slapped by a naginata, and then knocked down by ninjas who could not touch the traces. Recently, they were scraped by Yin Chakra. Everyone knows, but observers are allowed to observe: "...business as usual."

Yes, if you ignore being urged by different people every day, dislike the poor stalking skills, being physically corrected many times, and saying good morning and good night to the people who live there every day, everything is perfectly normal.

... In addition to the rapid detection and counter-reconnaissance capabilities of several of their regular shifts, as well as the ability to be beaten.

Hearing the unsaid words of his subordinate ninjas, the third Hokage, who was actually happy to see it, and planned to send all his subordinate ninjas there to experience it, calmly took another puff of his pipe.

Well, the weather outside is really nice.

……

The sun is so nice today.

Putting my hand on my forehead, I felt the bright sunlight for a while, and the idea of ​​going out to have fun grew stronger and stronger.

Since the last parent-teacher meeting, probably stimulated by the experience of being unable to stand up because of Mr. Madara’s imposing manner, Sasuke, a ruthless person, asked me to increase the volume of the training sheet again. These days, he trains when he wakes up. Sleeping perfectly interprets that as long as you can't practice to death, practice to death.

As for Naruto, Mr. Hashirama has taken over everything, and it is said that he is also training recently. For example, when I went to visit the door a few days ago, two teenagers were squatting on the ground and drawing the unique sealing formation of the Uzumaki clan...

At that time, I looked at the perfect circle that Naruto had drawn casually, and I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a long time.

"The next step is to teach King Kong to block it?" I pulled Mr. Hashirama who was also unexpected, and carefully asked for confirmation.

"I don't know." Mr. Hashirama, who had really thought about it, looked puzzled, "Mito's experience notes don't include this."

It means that if there is, you really plan to teach... No, where did you get the notes?

"I took some time to go back," Mr. Hashirama said with a look of course, "Although I left all the work to the subordinates, some important documents still have to be stamped by me... It's really troublesome. The next reform meeting will raise the separation of powers." superior."

Why do you have a face like "It's great to finally get to this point", this is how much resistance you have to correcting documents, aren't you the most reluctant to let go of Konoha!

"I want to go out and play without conflict," he vowed, "Konoha can't always rely on me. A person's strength is not strength. If they don't grow up now while I'm still there and can make mistakes, what should they do in the future? Woolen cloth?"

The words I originally wanted to say were blocked: "Mr. Hashirama..."

"Why such an expression?" He rubbed his forehead with a smile, "The manga brought to me by Tobima is pretty good. After I finished reading it, I felt that my previous self was too self-righteous. The peace that was supported by me alone is now The day I leave will eventually collapse, and only when everyone becomes stronger can what I really want exist for a long time—this is what you taught me.”

"I?"

"You, your world, your country." Mr. Hashirama sighed, his eyes longing, "The power of the masses..."

This picture is too fragmented, even if it is the change I dream of, it still brings me an incredible sense of absurdity:

"What did Mr. Tomona show you—"

"Hmm, "A single spark can start a prairie fire"?"

"Clam--?"

"Hahahahaha, you are so cute, I will tell you secretly, in fact, the most important reason is that I am tired of breaking the wall of the world every time Tomona and Madara wave their hands, as long as I operate properly, I can also come here in the future A walk-and-go trip, yay!"

"Huh——?"

"Oh, by the way, Huahua," Mr. Hashirama clapped his hands as if remembering something, "Speaking of Togama, how far have you and Togama learned the space expansion technique?"

"It's not bad, it's just enough to be able to draw a circle." Speaking of this, I couldn't help showing a complicated expression:

"I strongly suspect that what Mr. Tomona said earlier, "You can do it if you have a hand" is lying to me. The formula is so complicated and the pattern is so difficult. I really can't learn it—"

"Huh, you just found out? I thought you already knew."

I was shocked by this answer, and subconsciously answered:

"What... wait, don't say it!!"

Then, like the previous few times, of course, I shouted this sentence too late.

"He did it on purpose."