Naruto Monster Story

"I'm not your brother..." Listening to Deidara's words, it seemed to deny, but at the same time, he was looking forward to something.Dika thought a lot in his mind.Like, compared to younger brother, she prefers a slave-like word like younger brother!Like, compared to her plump imagination, the reality is so skinny that it makes her crawl!

Since childhood, between her and Didala, she has always been in the position of follower. Although she is a little bit arrogant, it can't change her life as an existence designed for Didala!Whether it is willing to become the shadow of light, or inexplicably become a contracted master and servant with Didara.In her, Dika's heart, Didara is the kind of person who can be rounded and flattened by her, but must be silently guarded by her in her heart!

Being born is very important, so she has never thought about other issues, other possible relationships between them...

The long silence aroused Didara's dissatisfaction, as if reminding him, he tugged on Dika's sleeve again.

Because of Didara's shaking, his fingertips accidentally brushed across his bare arm.Didarana's body temperature, which was always higher than hers, was transmitted through the slightly touching hands of the two.Inexplicably, Dika suddenly felt that that piece of skin was burned, and it was so hot...

Quickly retracting her trembling fingertips into her cuffs, Dika looked down at the boy who was always half a head shorter than her.At this moment, he raised his head, revealing a pink blush on his fair and tender face, but the frown and the flickering eyes in his always clear blue eyes revealed his dissatisfaction with Dika's silent attitude. !

"Weak, don't look at me like that!" After realizing that the profession of facial paralysis is not something everyone can do, Dika habitually curled the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and poked Didara's forehead, looking at him with amused expression Forced to look up and take a few steps back!

Touching his painful forehead from being poked, Deidara pursed his mouth and said, "I'm not weak, bastard!"

"Yes, you are not weak, you are just neither strong nor aggressive." Dika brushed his long bangs on his forehead in a perfunctory manner without pressure, while the other hand tried to hold his sleeves tightly from Dida. Released from restraint.

"Don't try to change the subject!"

Didara's loud shout made Dika startled. Will the topic of embarrassing death continue?

"Be honest, what were you doing with that pink eye just now? Why did he take off his clothes?" Someone grabbed his collar, and Dika was forced to bend down following Didala's strength.

[Okay now, the sleeves are useless, now it's the collar...] Dika glanced at the pickle-like cuffs and thought helplessly.

"Speak seriously!" Didara yelled again, making Dika finally give up evasion and look straight at him.

But because Didara's face was too close, Dika silently turned her head to the side and said haha, "Which eye of yours saw him take off?" She didn't even figure out the old man's matter. , let's talk about it later?Thinking of this, Dika habitually kept things secret in his heart.

"Left eye! Right eye!" As if to emphasize, Didara moved his face closer, his blue eyes widening and occupying all of Dika's sight.

【...Does this kid really like me? 】Looking at Didara's completely unashamed attitude towards approaching, Dika thought suspiciously.And this kind of thought made Dika feel obviously depressed.

Holding the good life attitude of dragging others into the water even if he is depressed, Dika stretched out his hands and patted Didara's face lightly. In his astonishment, he squinted and smiled, and then squeezed hard!

Didara, who was squeezed into a duckbill, muttered indistinctly with his mouth pouting, "Dicka, what are you doing, Dika!)!"

"...Knead the buns." Dika narrowed his eyes.Squeeze and knead harder while talking.

Seeing Deidara's deformed but still cute face, the sullenness in Dika's heart did not go away with venting, but tended to accumulate more and more.

A little bored, he put down his hands, and directly got out of the wrinkled jacket Jin Chan, wearing only the ninja's black tights, Dika turned and walked away quickly. "Boy, I'm going to sleep, don't bother me!" With his hands behind his forehead, Dika lazily yawned and said to Didala who was behind him clutching his clothes in a daze.

Smelling the vague smell of blood in the air, Dika found that it was easy for her to find the weasel, 【Because the wound doesn't heal? 】Following the smell of blood, Dika came to the place where Itachi lived, and wanted to continue the topic that was interrupted just now.

"Tuktuk..." Dika knocked on the door politely.

"Come in." Itachi's low voice came from the room.

This room is a bit smaller than Didala's room, and the furniture is very simple, with a bed and a desk.It's not like Didala at all. As soon as you live in it, there are layers of "artwork" in a circle.

Dika observed Itachi's room. Scrolls were neatly stacked on the wooden desk, and the neatly folded ink-colored quilt was spread on the bed meticulously. Every fold line was aligned with the corner of the bed.

[It's really a room full of abstinence, just like the master! ] Feeling that he was incompatible with the smell of this room, Dika just closed the door and leaned against the edge of the door.To Itachi, who was quietly sitting on a chair and reading a scroll, said straight to the point: "Hey, black-bellied boy, I'm here to confirm whether my deal is valid!"

"..." Itachi turned his head to look at Dika, who was completely out of shape, and frowned, "Aren't you afraid that others will hear it?"

Dika nodded his nose, and said with some pride: "As long as it is a living thing, it will smell of blood. Now you are very safe."

"Oh! Dog nose?" Itachi snorted softly.

"...better than the wretched brother who sends a crow clone to follow his younger brother all day~!" Dika sarcastically returned.

"...It seems that you have a good time with that golden retriever?"

"...Better than you and your brother!"

After Dika squeezed out the above sentence like grinding his teeth, his face was paralyzed and his ruffian face was deadlocked for a while.

"Do you have a way to break the seal?" You may feel that such a confrontation is naive, Itachi first opened his mouth to get to the point.

"Yes!" Dika stared at Itachi's black eyes as if thinking of something fun, and licked the corner of his mouth with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't dare."

"..." Itachi didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes slightly because he was provoked, which made his eyelashes look longer.

"Just drink the blood that has been sucked away..." Dika said lightly, not caring about Itachi's silence at all, and then suddenly changed his tone to be gloomy, "But do you dare to drink my blood? The blood of the vampire, drink it Maybe it will become a monster~!" Wei Wei's tone floated up, full of indescribable banter.

Itachi looked at Dika's face, she still smiled heartlessly, even the vertical and horizontal scars on the right face did not make Dika's smile less of the usual ruffian, but more careless and freewheeling.

Itachi hates Dika like this, because in his heart, a person like Dika symbolizes frivolity, indulgence, and the freedom he envies... Thinking of this, Itachi lowered his head and stroked the scroll on the table, After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "How strong are you?"

"..." A little startled by Itachi's irrelevant question, Dika touched the back of his head, seemed to think for a while and said, "Too strong to die~!"

[Can't die...] As if reminded by his own answer, Dika thought a little self-deprecatingly, [Now there is another reason why the relationship cannot be changed.Let's keep everything as it is!Immortal blood race...]

"Because I don't know if drinking your blood will make my Sharingan mutate..." Hearing Dika's answer, Itachi remembered her ghostly speed in battle, and said lightly: "So, this year All my tasks here are done by you."

"Huh!!" Dika opened his mouth in surprise, and the joke on his face was gone.Through Itachi's memory, Dika deeply understands how heavy the so-called tasks of this organization will be, especially Itachi, who is not afraid of death, will take on all tasks in order to obtain more information about Akatsuki.

"Of course, the commission still belongs to me..." When Dika was burnt by the thunderbolt, Itachi casually hit another heavy hammer!Decca weathered...

"In this way, I can tell you all the information about that man intermittently. I think you can't know all the information just by remembering pictures." Itachi took out a very old scroll from the drawer and continued, "Although for the There are not many descriptions of blood race creatures, but in order to ensure the smooth progress of the transaction, we still made a contract. The contract is connected through blood, isn't it?" The wide collar reveals beautiful curves.

"..." How serious is this facial paralysis?After the failure, did you go to study the enemy's old background?No one knows better than Dika how difficult it is to find the documents of the blood race, so she couldn't help but admire such a weasel, but this didn't hinder her at all, she spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders and said, "Hey, I'm sorry, I It has a master!"

Itachi's hand froze for a moment...

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Shuangchang, to make up for yesterday's gap, suddenly feel old,,, my body is not as good as before... Leaving aside the nonsense, to put it simply, I am sick