[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

?Although I thought, I probably won’t see you again, but another rainstorm two days later, and the bridge that was washed away and left unrepaired, made Hashirama have to go back to the hidden green forest. room.

The wooden clogs stepped on the somewhat soft ground soaked by the rain, and he used his sleeves to block the rain, but his smooth watermelon head was still terribly wet from the rain, and his hair was hanging down against his forehead .

If it wasn't because of an appointment to go to the Nanhe River to swim with new friends, I wouldn't choose this road that was diverted several times by the river that was full a few days ago.

"Excuse me." Hashirama lowered the arm that had been hanging over his head, and stood under the old eaves.The water dripping from the eaves fell into his collar, making him unconsciously look into the drier room.

"Uzuki, are you there?" Hashirama held the door frame and called into the empty room with the door wide open.

Apart from the sound of raindrops falling into puddles, there was no other answer.

Maybe he's not there... Even if he is, it will take a long time before he answers.

Thinking so, Hashirama sat down cross-legged at the place where he rested last time, and began to wring the water from his sleeves and trousers again.There was no longer any excess moisture in the wet skirt, so he loosened his wrinkled collar and stared boredly at the courtyard shrouded in rain.There is neither decoration nor vegetation in it, just like a barren and untended wasteland.

Just as he was staring intently at a certain abandoned flower pot that had accumulated water and had a thick crack, a youthful voice from his peers came from behind him.

"570 two."

Holding the board under him with both hands, Hashirama turned his head and saw the boy still standing in the shadow of the house.She seemed to have changed clothes, but she still looked pitifully short.The hands that were too long compared to the sleeves shrank unnaturally into the sleeves, and the bare feet stepped on the wooden floor, on which were white and slender legs, which looked powerless, not like a woman at all. boy.

"There is no hot tea, and no candles. There is no extra bedding, you just sit there." Yuzuki repeated what she said when she saw Hashirama last time.

"I just need to sit here." Hashirama stared at her, blinked, and said, "Don't keep looking at me like that...it's weird. If you have anything to say, just say it. "

"570 five." Yuyue said.

Hashirama: "...Forget it, you better stop talking."

As a ninja, I can't ignore Uzuki's strange peeping at all. There is no malice at all, but I don't know what the purpose is.Hashirama crossed her legs, turned her head, and said, "Why don't you sit down and have a chat?"

He thought that the peer who had been hiding in the shadows would remain silent again, or answer a series of strange numbers, but this time, she came out obediently and sat beside Hashirama.When she sat down, perhaps because she had scratched something, she frowned in pain, with a look of hesitation on her face, staring indifferently at the falling rainwater in midair.

Hashirama has always been a very cheerful person, even Madara, who he thinks has a bad temper, can quickly get along with him.But facing this strange-looking child, he suddenly didn't know where to start.

"Rain, it's very similar to your name. You must like rainy days very much." Hashirama said casually.

"I hate rainy days." The person sitting next to him with his knees hugged directly rejected his words.

This is the first time that Hashirama has encountered such a bad preemption in front of outsiders.Hashirama couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and hugged his knees, and a black line appeared on the top of his head, and said: "Is it... It's really a topic of failure."

His inexplicable depression actually aroused the interest of the people around him.Yuyue's face was no longer as indifferent as before, but she raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "It's not a failure."

"Then... do you live here alone?" Hashirama raised his head and asked with a little hope.

"Together with mother." Yuyue turned her eyes to the rain in the sky, unconsciously put one hand into the sleeve on the other side, brushed her fingers over the scars on her arm, and stroked those marks repeatedly .

"Ah?" Hashirama turned his head to the large and empty house behind him. This huge old-looking wooden house seemed to be old.The erosion of the rain and the erosion of the wind and years make it a little dilapidated, but it is not difficult to see the traces of its past splendor, even the cracked wooden beams on the roof have dusty old exquisite carvings.

"Then I'm going to visit... for a while?" Hashirama hesitated, in case this is some kind of declining wealthy family, just mentioning the name will not be able to explain it away.

"No need." Yuyue shook her head and said, "She's asleep."

"Uh..." Hashirama thought, so he barely had to go to see him.After all, disturbing other people's sleep in the afternoon, maybe they will be directly killed by people who wake up with low pressure, such as my little brother Feijian...

"I live with my younger brothers." Hashirama said, "I have many younger brothers. I will be a good elder brother and protect them all."

"Ah."

"My little brothers are lovely."

"Ah."

"Are there no brothers besides mother? If there are brothers, you can feel that...how should I put it..." Hashirama recalled getting along with the remaining two younger brothers, refuting him all day long, and Haunting him, he said, "That's a good feeling."

"Ah."

"It would be great if the younger brothers could grow up safely."

"Ah."

"There is a very safe and peaceful environment, and friends can report their names without any scruples when they meet, without covering up their surnames."

"Ah."

"I said, Yuyue."

"Ah."

"Are you listening to me?" Hashirama heard Yuyue replying only one syllable from the beginning, and deeply suspected that she had fallen asleep, but looking at the face of that peer, she felt Still half-opening his eyes, staring at the rainwater in mid-air.The originally black pupils had a nice light brown color under the scattering of light.

"Yeah." Hashirama's question still got the same answer from Yuzuki.

Seeing her almost unconscious answer and shallow nod, Hashirama became a little depressed again.

Not at all, completely, not listening.

"I'm listening." Yuyue's gaze and expression remained completely motionless: "630 one."

Between the pillars: ...

What a failure.

Obviously, obviously not listening at all.

Hashirama wrapped his arms around his knees in frustration.

When I feel lost, I also feel that it is not bad for someone to agree with his opinion without rebuttal.Even if we talk about the future with Madara, occasionally there will be disagreements due to disagreements.

But Yuyue seems to fully accept his ideas, no matter what he says, he agrees.

Although it is more likely that she is staring at the rain and simply lost in thought.

Hashirama thought, although Uzuki doesn't seem to be easy to get along with, but she should be able to become a very good friend, since the other party is not a ninja.

If you're not a ninja, you don't have to worry about family rivalries.

×

The rain stopped.

Sporadic drops of water fell from the eaves, and in the abandoned flower pots in the corner of the courtyard, accumulated rainwater flowed out from the cracks.The bamboo leaves protruding into the courtyard wall are heavily pressed by the rain that will not fall in the future, and the leaves that have been washed away from the dust are green and verdant.

"The rain has stopped." Hashirama jumped towards the ground, and when he fell, he turned around and said, "I'm leaving."

"Do you need me to see you off?" The person sitting on the porch was still staring at the sky without taking his eyes off, but the words in his mouth surprised Hashirama, who had been receiving cold reception from just now.

"No need." Hashirama shook his head with a smile, and said, "I still know the way back from here."

"Even if you say you want it, I won't give it to you." Yuyue said and stood up.She was originally taller than Hashirama, but now she was standing in the corridor, looking down at the watermelon-headed boy, and there was a slight smile on her always indifferent face.Her hair hangs down her cheeks, and the end of her hair just past her shoulders slightly touches her delicate collarbone.

Hashirama was looked down by her from top to bottom, for some reason, there was an inexplicable desire to beat her to the ground.

This guy... feels more hateful than Madara.

And Madara can be cured, but this guy who is not a ninja may not be able to withstand his own punch.

Yuyue ignored the unpredictable expression on his face that was about to cramp, turned around and walked towards the empty house.There is no decoration inside the open door, it looks like an empty house that has been abandoned for a long time.If she hadn't pushed open the inner door, Hashirama would never have discovered that there were other people living here.

She closed the door, blocking the sight of the lingering watermelon-headed boy, and then slid down the door frame in some pain, and fell to the ground.She stroked the scars back through the placket with her hands, and let out a suppressed hiss.

Whenever it rains, her scar starts to ache.But when that boy was around, everything seemed to be less painful.It's just a habit, and she still feels that there seems to be a painful touch in some places.It was probably because of this that she used indifferent expressions and cold answers to cover up her unnatural demeanor.

For a moment, she really wanted to open the door, call out to the boy, stop him from leaving, or even use some other method to keep him forever.

I don't know if he will come again when it rains next time.

That crumbling wooden bridge downstream, please never be repaired.

For the first time, she didn't hate rainy days so much, and even began to look forward to the rainy time on the contrary.The gloomy, damp weather and the aches and pains all over seemed to have been healed. ?