[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

"Acquiring materials...?"

"Yes."

The owner of the painting house energetically unfolded a picture scroll in his hand, and described its excellence to Yuyue in an intoxicated tone: "The works of art come from the beauty of life. You pay attention to the moving curves and coloring, It's not enough to just suck the juice out of old picture books. You need to see more—"

"..." Yuyue stared indifferently at the boss's intoxicated face, and asked, "Where do I get the materials?"

"If the main object of depiction is women," the boss put away the scroll, rubbed his fingers on the crude map spread out on the counter, and after thinking for a while, circled a few locations with cinnabar colors, and said, "Then, Just go here, here, and here, these places. Actually... only this place is the most important."

With the sustenance of the owner of the painting house and the yearning for art, Yuyue came to this sacred place for collecting materials according to the instructions of her predecessors, holding paper and pen solemnly.

The girls who come and go hold wooden barrels, which contain clean bathrobes and saponins.They walked barefoot on the water-stained ground, making a rustling sound.There is steaming heat and water everywhere, as well as the inexplicable fragrance from the long hair.

Yuyue put down the raised curtain, sat quietly on the stone beside the path, spread the paper she brought on her lap, and began a long silence.Behind her behind a row of wooden boards, the sound of splashing water and the sound of girls playing in the bath can be heard.

After a long time, a girl with wet black hair was holding her clothes, opened the curtain with a big "female" written on it, and stood at the door.Noticing Yuyue who was quietly sitting aside, she let out a short scream, then covered her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Did you go the wrong way?"

"Ah." Yuyue looked at her with a wooden face, and replied, "Maybe."

The girl holding the clothes looked at her face, and quietly straightened the messy skirt with gestures that she thought would be imperceptible, blushing slightly, and asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"No," Yuyue raised the drawing paper in her hand: "I'm drawing materials. The boss asked me to draw some beautiful female bodies, but I really can't imagine what it would be like."

"Beautiful...feminine..." The girl's words became lower and lower, and the red glow on her face became more and more obvious. She glanced at Yuyue and asked in a low voice: "Excuse me... can I?"

"Ah..." Yuyue said, "It should be fine."

After Yuyue finished speaking, she held up the original painting, stared at the girl with flushed face, and said solemnly: "This is what I want to paint."

The girl holding the barrel squinted her eyes and stared at it for a long time before realizing that it was a picture book for adults.There are overlapping human bodies and scattered clothes in the painting, and beside it are marked "This is the head", "This is the limbs", "Please don't fill this place with boudoir colors" and so on.Seeing the content of the painting clearly, she took two steps back, her face blushing even more.

"This is too much!" she whispered, "How can an unmarried girl watch such things!"

"..." Yuyue sighed, put away the drawing paper, stood up, and said, "Sorry for the trouble."

"I, I didn't mean that!" The girl holding the barrel turned her face away and said softly: "Actually, I can..."

When she finished speaking shyly and turned her head again, Yuyue was no longer in the path in front of her.

"Hey—where are people!"

She could no longer speak softly, and her angry growls surprised the girls across the board.

×

Yuyue failed to collect materials and was a little disappointed.

She came out of the town and wandered down the path towards home.When walking through a forest, he paused and walked towards another fork in the road.

Although she doesn't go down the mountain often, she knows that there is a very long river passing through this forest, named Nanhechuan.The members of the Hashirama family live in the mountains upstream of the river.In the past, Qianzhujian brought her here to play floats and catch fish. He also took her to see the tallest trees and told her how ninjas climbed straight up these trees.

She still couldn't figure out why ninjas had to climb trees.

Can't you stay quietly under the tree?

Just like she couldn't figure out why it is necessary to go to the women's bath to collect materials, even though there are many people bathing by the river.

Her footsteps stepped on the path made of fallen leaves, and the bushes in front of her gradually became thinner.She passed through two intertwined towering trees, separated the thick branches and leaves in front of her with her hands, and looked towards the river through the dense tree trunks.

There are scattered stones of different sizes on the river beach, and the river washes away the tiny gravel on both sides.Yuyue saw the two people standing by the river bank at a glance.

Hashirama, who was dressed in black and straight, was wearing white clothes, and there was a person opposite him - black waist-length fried hair, dark blue robes, and his figure looked much shorter than Hashirama.

Yuzuki stopped her footsteps, leaned on the branch and stared at Hashirama—she knew that Hashirama often came to the river, and also knew that he would stay here and throw stones and say some childish things, but she didn't expect that Hashirama would not only bring When she comes here, she will bring others here...

Anger is rising.

Hashirama would indeed bring others here.

From here he met his childhood friend Madara.Even if the two became hostile ninjas later due to family estrangement, he would often come back here to miss the daydreams and boyhood he had before.Even if he is like this, so is Madara.

This time it was just a coincidence, and the two of them just happened to fight here directly without wanting to make a big fuss.The words of wanting peace have been said a thousand times and ten thousand times, but no one will pay attention to them, so Hashirama simply didn't want to talk about those topics, and just brought up the things that went wrong in the past full of nostalgia.

Hashirama giggled for a long time, but Madara remained silent.

Just when Hashirama wanted to sigh, after all, it wasn't that period of youth in the past, a person suddenly jumped out and hung on his shoulder.

Madara, who had been vigilant all the time, quickly jumped back a few steps, pulled out Kunai from his sleeve, put on a guarded look, and asked, "Hashirama, do you want to fight here?"

Hashirama ignored him.

The column was already in a daze.

The boy hanging on Hashirama's body was very short, because he had to wrap his arms around Hashirama's neck, so he could only hop on tiptoe.His back was towards Madara, so his face couldn't be seen, and Madara could only see his waist-length black hair.And that person's words made him hold Kunai's hand tightly.

"Hashirama!! You are too much!! You can't tell me to do such and such things with other men! But you are here to do such things with this man!!"

spot:……

Spot's face turned black.

Zhu separated Yuyue's hair, saw Madara's face as black as the bottom of a pot, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and explained: "Madara! It's not what you think! I'm not..."

He likes girls! !

He doesn't like boys! !

"Hashirama." Uzuki let go of his neck, stood on the ground, looked up at Hashirama's face, and said in an indifferent tone: "Then you and this, Madara, let's go. I have no objection."

Hashirama looked at Madara's gloomy face as if there was about to be a storm, and at Ugetsu's frozen and cold expression, for a moment he didn't know how to make a decision.

"So you..." Madara held Kunai and snorted coldly: "Hashirama, I'm not interested in you."

Between the pillars: ...

--No!Madara, listen to me!No!

"I'm leaving." Madara glanced at Hashirama indifferently, put away his Kunai: "Next time, see you on the battlefield."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared from the spot, walking faster than the Flying Thunder God, as if he was avoiding something terrible.

Holding his forehead, Hashirama let out a deep sigh.

"Yuyue..." He turned to Yuyue who was standing beside him, looked at her indifferent and obviously angry face, and said helplessly, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm not thinking about anything." Yuyue replied: "Did I say something wrong?"

"..." Zhu Jian thought about it carefully, and what Yu Yue said seemed to be true, so he had to change the subject: "Then why are you here today? Is it the day to see the boss?"

"Ah." Yuyue replied coldly: "I don't want to talk to you."

Between the pillars: ...

Hashirama squatted down and put his head in front of her.

Yuyue maintained a cold face, but she still couldn't control her disobedient arm, and habitually placed it on top of his head—and then groped wildly.After she was satisfied, she looked at Hashirama's messy head, and explained: "The boss asked me to go and see the girl to get information. But, I was kicked out, so I just walked over."

"Sneak peek... Girl, get the material?" Hashirama ran his hands down his hair, and repeated with some difficulty: "How did you get the material?"

"Take materials without clothes." Yuyue replied.

"..." Hashirama: "Of course I will be kicked out!!"

"Moreover, the boss also said that if the male protagonist continues to appear in the image of a watermelon head, he will not give me money. I feel unhappy." Yuyue calmly narrated what the boss told her today.

"..." Hashirama: "I'm the boss, so I won't give you money either."

"But, it's urgent." Hashirama stood up, put her hand on top of her head, and said, "Uzuki, please, please put back on your women's clothes. At least that way you won't have to be kicked out of the women's bath—" It is also possible to draw materials blatantly and aboveboard."

And that way you won't scare Madara away.

Of course, Madara couldn't know such words.In the next battle, Madara avoided Hashirama with rattan and wooden dragons far away, chose Toikama as his opponent, and told his younger brother Quanna not to approach Hashirama.In such a huge battlefield, no one pays attention to Hashirama who is fighting alone.

Hashirama, my heart is bitter. ?