[Hokage] Vassal

?Time passed quietly, and winter came inadvertently.

This is Haru Haru's first winter after leaving Suzuka River.

She let out a breath of white air into her palms, rubbed her palms lightly, and hesitated whether to push the door open.She is afraid of the cold air outside, yearns for the warmth around her, and worries that if the sky gets darker, her brother with a low IQ at home will explode.

Thinking of Soru Hagoromo hanging on the roof or directly blowing up the kitchen, Qing stretched out her hand and opened the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she felt something light fell on the back of her hand, which was cool and soft.She blinked slightly, raised her head slightly to look at the dark sky.The blue-gray sky was misty, and as far as the eye could see, tiny white dots like catkins fluttered lightly, soundlessly and quietly.

"It's snowing..."

Qing stretched out her hand and caught two more snowflakes, and saw those tiny white flakes turn into icy water in her palm.

She thought that Tomonama and Hashirama-sama would be leaving for the Gokage meeting tomorrow, and she couldn't help worrying whether the sudden snow would affect their schedule.

If the snow has been so small, it's nothing.If it gets bigger and bigger, it may delay the departure time, and it will also affect the safety on the road.

For a while, she didn't know whether to pray for the snow to stop, or to make the ground bigger.

If it had been snowing like this, Tomagama wouldn't have left here.

She shook her head, pushing these strange thoughts out of her mind.

"Why are you still here?"

Fei Jian saw her hesitant figure at the door, walked to her side and asked.

"Uh..." Qing frowned slightly, looked at the sky covered with fine snow, and said, "It's cold."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and looked at the circle of white fluff between the collar and the collar.

"What are you looking at..." Feijian noticed that her eyes were wandering from his neck to his chest, so he frowned and coughed, and said, "This can't be removed....it's sewn on."

"I see." Qing nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Alright then, I'll go first."

She didn't bring an umbrella, and like a warrior who feared death, she closed her eyes, put her hands above her head, and planned to rush into the snow.

"Hello." Tobima grabbed her hand and shouted, "You don't plan to go back just like this, do you?"

Qing had already leaned out half of her body, and when she heard his words, she retracted again and asked, "Otherwise?"

"I'll see you off." Tokima held her hand on top of her head and said, "It's faster to follow me."

×

Follow him, it's really fast.After all, he is a ninja who travels to cities with great speed.

Since using his perception ability in love, Toma once again used his great ninja technique in picking up girls.

Qing was surprised. When she returned home, the house was still pitch black, and there was no sign of her elder brother Yu Yishu.

Similar things have happened a lot recently, except for regular late returns, and occasionally disappearing all night.Asking about her elder brother who looked like he had dark circles under his eyes the next day, she would say that she went to practice playing cards and gambling or something, and occasionally she would tell the truth in a trance when she couldn't sleep clearly.

—— "Ah, I was beaten by Kyoko all night. She was too violent."

It looks the same today.

"Brother hasn't come back yet." Seeing that the house was completely dark, Qing knew that the house should be empty at this time, so she turned around and asked the man who sent her back: "Mr. Feijian, do you want to come in and sit down? "

Looking at the already dark sky and the gradually thickening snow on the road, Feijian hesitated for a while and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow, and I still have some things to deal with today, so I won't bother you."

The so-called "sit down" is definitely not as simple as "sit down".

"That's it..." Qing let go of his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Then I wish you all the best in advance."

"En." Fei Jian nodded, and took a step outside the house.As soon as his feet touched the slightly snow-covered ground, he heard the soft voice of the girl behind him: "Mr. Feima... have you forgotten something?"

——It seems that I really forgot something.

Fei Jian turned around, grabbed her hand and pressed her against the wall next to the house.He held her cheek with his hand, leaned down and pressed a kiss on the corner of her lips, and then let go immediately.And she still wanted to get his attention again, rubbing his fingers repeatedly with her hands.

"It's snowing, come in quickly." He whispered in her ear, "I really have to go."

"it is good……"

Reluctantly, but helpless.

×

In the quiet night, there was no sound of her eldest brother jumping around, but it made her toss and turn hard to fall asleep.She was nestled in the quilt by herself, her body slightly arched, and she still felt unbelievably cold.

There was the sound of snow falling from the eaves, soft and fine.

She rubbed her arms slowly with her hands, trying to get some warmth, but she was still shivering slightly because of the unaccustomed cold.

Closing her eyes, she thought of that person's touch.Whether it was through the clothes or directly, it was so hot and stinging, as if every inch of skin he touched would burn.

He is very warm.

She is cold.

Tomorrow... he was leaving, and there was a long, cold winter ahead, and she wouldn't see him.

It's almost like losing the warm light in the dark night.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, she simply sat up.The thin clothes couldn't stop the chill of the night, and she immediately shivered.

so cold...

She stood up slowly and walked towards the courtyard barefoot.She pushed open the paper sliding door and saw that there was already a thick layer of snow in the courtyard.There are still fine pieces of snow flying in the night sky, and a round of slightly cold moon quietly exudes soft moonlight among the clouds.

When I was in Suzuka River in the past, there was never a cold winter.There has always been a strange warmth there, like a land that has been rewarded and favored by the gods, always has a gentle breeze and a soft and pleasant temperature.This kind of winter really made her uncomfortable.After leaving Suzuka River for such a long time, it was the first time that she really felt inexplicable nostalgia.

But what troubled her most was probably that person was about to leave.

×

The snow is falling more and more.

According to this momentum, tomorrow's trip will definitely be delayed.

Even if the snow stops in the middle of the night, the snow on the road may be enough to slow down their departure.

He thought about whether there were any omissions, and was sure that the accompanying personnel and letters had been dealt with, and that the two brothers of the Uchiha family would not make any trouble when he and his eldest brother went out, so they breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the next to his bookcase.

It's really troublesome to have a big brother who is so innocent that he occasionally seems off-line.

Ching probably felt deeply about this.

Her elder brother is even worse than Zhujian.

Thinking of that girl, he felt an unexpected softness in his heart.

If there is no accident, he will leave tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.Now she might be tossing and turning, maybe she couldn't sleep because of the cold, or she had come to him altogether.Maybe...she was already at his door?

Thinking this way, the moment his fingers touched the ground, he noticed the person approaching quietly through the snow, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips inadvertently.

He really knows her all too well.

...That's right, she is the only one who can make the elder brother completely ignore and let her go on purpose.

She wandered outside the door, staying where she was, hesitating, what was she thinking about?

...Forget it, it's such a cold weather.

Wen Jian walked towards the paper door on the side of the courtyard, and quietly pushed open a small gap.This slight noise did not disturb the person standing under the eaves who was hesitating with his head bowed.

She stood barefoot in the snow, and there was already a little snow on her thin shoulders.The smooth and beautiful black hair was loose, and fine white snowflakes fell loosely among them.She probably just came out of her warm quilt. She was only wearing a white singlet, and her crystal clear complexion could almost be seen through the thin fabric.

"What are you doing standing there?"

He felt that if she continued to stare blankly there, she would soon turn into a snowman.

"Ah..." She raised her head in a little panic, stepped back half a step with her bare feet, met his eyes unexpectedly, and didn't say a word for a long while.

Looking at her feet on the soft snow, she pushed open the door and walked out with a little annoyance, and took her hand firmly: "You should become a snowman in a while."

He took her hand, stepped on the hallway floor, and entered his room.The paper door is closed to keep all the flying snow and the severe winter cold out of the house.

The weak candlelight in the corner of the room barely illuminated the Japanese room, and her slender figure was infinitely elongated and projected on the other wall.She sat down on her knees, lowered her head slightly, and did not speak.The fine snow that fell on her shoulders just now melted due to the sudden warmth, and soaked into the fabric on her shoulders, leaving tiny wet marks.

Tobuma didn't expect that she would suddenly run over without wearing shoes.

His eyes fell on her feet—it must be cold to have been stepping on the snow.

He held her ankle, and sure enough, the cold temperature made him hesitate.In contrast, she arched her body reflexively, trying to pull her feet out of his hands, but he didn't relax.

His fingers went up the cold instep, brushed the ankle, and penetrated into the delicate and soft skin of the calf in the unlined clothing.

His memory suddenly returned to the summer of Suzuka River who did not know how many years ago.At that time, when she was young, she just sat on the rocks by the stream, practicing poor ninjutsu, while placing her feet in the clear and shallow stream.The round pebbles rubbed against her heels, and the occasional drops of water would slowly trickle down the arc of her calf.

The crystal water drops seem to contain all the beautiful fantasy of summer. ?