I, Giyuu Uchiha, am not hated!

In the evening, Butterfly Ninja dragged Yiyong and followed Shiro to the bottom of a short mountain more than 200 meters tall.

Facing them was a cliff on one side of the mountain, almost completely vertical to the ground. Like an unpolished mirror, it reflected the beautiful afterglow on the other side of the sea of ​​trees. It was covered with purple and orange, but the distinction was not very obvious. of gorgeous color blocks.

"The patrol station I'm talking about is right up there."

Bai stretched his neck and raised his eyes to the top of the sixty-story cliff.

"Are you actually at such a high place?"

Butterfly Ninja raised her head exaggeratedly, and the angle of her neck made her worry about her future height.

The resurrected Zhuhui and Giyong remain at the same age, so now her and Giyong's heights are not much different, but the key lies in the skeletal development after entering puberty.

She doesn't ask for her physique to surpass that of Purgatory Anjuro and Giyu, she just wants to be nine centimeters taller than when she was alive (151cm), and preferably catch up with her sister.

"The reason why it is built at such a high position is because before the Fourth Mizukage came to power, Kirigakure Village was not completely hidden, and there was not heavy fog around here every day. The patrol station is located at a high place and can also be used as a lookout. use."

Bai introduced: "Later on, it was filled with fog all year round and nothing could be seen, so no one was willing to take the trouble to climb up. When Zabuza-sama didn't need me, this patrol station became a temporary place for me."

Speaking of this, his eyes showed a look of nostalgia and regret at the same time.

"Now that Kirigakure's good weather has returned, I'm afraid it will be reactivated soon."

"Looking at you, there must be a lot of precious memories here."

Butterfly Ninja smiled understandingly, "So you want to keep this place to yourself, right?"

Bai was told what was on his mind, and he didn't know what he thought of. Two red clouds appeared on his face, and he hurriedly avoided Shinobu's sight.

He took two steps forward, condensed chakra on the sole of his left foot and adsorbed it on the cliff, then heeled with his right foot, keeping his entire torso parallel to the ground easily.

Bai Zigu took a few steps up and noticed that there were no footsteps behind him (below), so he turned his head strangely, only to find that the Butterfly Ninja was pressing his chin with his index finger, staring at his shoes curiously.

A ridiculous idea suddenly sprouted in Bai's mind: "Well, you..."

"My name is Butterfly Ninja. You are older than me, so just call me Xiaoren."

Suddenly being interrupted, Bai Cai remembered that he seemed to be used to the ninja life and forgot to tell his name.

"My name is Bai, I don't have a surname."

A simple word is enough to explain Bai's origin.

He pushed a little harder, jumped off the cliff, and landed in front of Shinobu.

"You haven't practiced treading water or climbing trees, so you can't go up there?"

Bai just asked tentatively.

After all, when he thought about it, the boy from the Uchiha clan was so powerful that it was a bit dreamy.

As a companion, Butterfly Ninja, even if there is some gap between him and Giyuu, it cannot be bigger than the gap between him and Zabuza-sama.

It was more likely that the girl was wary and didn't want to follow him to that place.

When Bai thought of this possibility, although he could understand it, he was a little disappointed. After all, this was the norm in the ninja world - strangers were natural enemies.

For someone like him to offer help proactively, it seems a bit suspicious no matter how you look at it. But to be honest, he just felt that the boy was similar to him to some extent through the conversation between Orochimaru and Giyu, so he didn't want to see the latter die in vain.

However, this loss did not last long.

Because Butterfly Ninja's answer was even more outrageous than he thought.

“Treading water and climbing trees?”

Butterfly blinked inquiringly.

"Does this kind of thing require energy called 'Chakra'?"

"That kind of energy called... Chakra or something like that?"

Bai was a little stunned, and for a moment he didn't understand why the Butterfly Ninja called something that was most familiar to Ninja like this.

"Don't you Konoha ninjas learn how to extract chakra on the first day of school?"

"We are not ninja and I am not from Konoha."

When the Butterfly Ninja heard this, he suddenly smiled slyly.

She pointed at Giyu behind her, "But he is indeed from Konoha. It seems like you really know him, Shiro."

In fact, Giyuu and Haku had a chance encounter - the moment when he used Shiranui to fly over Zabuza and Haku's heads.

But at that time, Giyuu was using the Breath of Fire instead of the Moon Breath, and he did not open the Sharingan, so the butterfly ninja could not see Shiro through Giyuu, so it was unclear why the child knew Giyuu.

"this……"

Bai's face paled.

He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't know him.

He felt that Zabuza's criticism was not wrong. He lacked the vigilance that a ninja should have, and his secret was exposed so easily. The one who exposed him was a little girl who claimed to be not a ninja.

Just as he was struggling with how to deal with it, Bai suddenly remembered the crux of the problem.

"Wait a minute, weren't we talking about you just now?"

He stared at the butterfly ninja's face with wide eyes, "Did you just say that you are not ninjas?"

This is the hard part to accept.

"Replacement guaranteed."

Butterfly Ninja was very calm, "He is still a student at Ninja School, and will be in fourth grade soon..."

Bai's facial features squeezed bitterly, feeling that his good intentions had been deceived.

If the students of Konoha Ninja School were able to subdue the seven ninja swordsmen in one second, then Kirigakure might as well be destroyed altogether.

The butterfly ninja continued: "As for me, I don't know anything about things like chakra. If I could do what you just did, I would have followed you long ago and I would never waste treatment time. Look at me, do you think Do I look like someone who is making fun of other people’s lives?”

"It's not like that." Bai shook his head almost instinctively, but his eyes towards Yiyong were full of doubt.

"I know you have a lot of doubts. I will prove it to you after you complete further treatment. Although I don't mind lying, I never deceive those who are kind to me."

The butterfly ninja untied the vines around his waist, "The situation is urgent now. Can you help me bring him up first? I can't walk freely on the wall. This kind of thing is still too difficult for me at the moment."

"……good."

Bai thought for a while, then nodded, and tied the rattan rod connecting the stretcher to his waist.

The butterfly ninja squatted down and took out a very familiar ceramic kettle from the space under the stretcher and handed it over: "I'm not sure what this is, but I feel that if this thing breaks, the two of us will probably die. It’s settled. To prevent it from falling and breaking during the ascent, please hold it carefully.”

"Gudong." Bai took the thing with a dull expression, and his throat couldn't help shaking violently.

After what happened last night, Bai heard that Zabuza said that Orochimaru used some kind of technique to transfer the three tails sealed in the body of the Fourth Mizukage into this small pot.

Shiro didn't know what a "tailed beast" was, and Zabuza didn't elaborate on it, but simply described it to him——

The Three-Tails is a monster that cannot be truly killed, but can easily destroy the entire Kirigakure Village.

Because it cannot be tamed, it can only be sealed in the body of Kirigakure's strongest Fourth Mizukage. It was a blessing that Orochimaru didn't force the three tails out during the battle with Mizukage, otherwise no one in Kirigakure would be able to deal with that thing independently for the time being.

After knowing that this thing was most likely in the hands of Giyuu, Momochi Zabuza originally wanted to inform the village and let the senior officials use diplomatic means to ask for it from Konoha.

However, Terumi Mei believed that doing so would expose Kirigakure's weak state due to the lack of tailed beasts to other ninja villages. It was best to deal with it secretly and secretly reached an agreement with Konoha, so she asked Momochi Zabuza and Haku to pretend that they did not know about this. Let’s wait until the new Mizukage takes office.

Now, with such a dangerous thing in Bai's hands, how could he not be nervous.

"I will be careful."

There was a tight feeling outside Bai's brain. He dragged Yiyong to the edge of the cliff, and when he was about to go up, he did not forget to remind Butterfly Ninja: "You wait here for a moment, I will take him up, and then come down to take you."

"Thank you for your kindness, Bai."

Butterfly Ninja shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the top of the cliff, "Actually, I can go up by myself, but I can't bring anyone with me."

Bai misunderstood what Ren meant: "But if you want to go around from behind, you will still have to walk for more than an hour..."

"It's okay, I'll be up right away."

Bai didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled and started climbing. I thought it was a child trying to show off his strength, but this butterfly ninja was a little different from the maturity he showed before. But that's normal.

The butterfly ninja at the foot of the mountain did not intend to take a detour, but opened his eyes wide and carefully searched for something on the seemingly smooth stone wall.

When Shiro had dragged Giyu to the top and greeted her from above, the butterfly ninja took a deep breath, as if he was ready for something.

"Just come and try out the potential of this body."

The next moment, Shiro, who was about to go down again, was surprised to see the small figure of Butterfly Ninja charging towards the cliff.

"Doesn't she have chakra? What is she going to do?"

Bai leaned out half of his body, wondering to himself.

The next moment, his question was answered.

"Insect Breath..."

Butterfly endured the white steam escaping from his mouth and nose, and his seemingly fragile body burst into a desperate aura. The look in his eyes was completely different from before.

"The Dance of the Centipede..."

She walked extremely fast, lowering her body to run like a shadow. When she was still three meters away from the stone wall, she stepped hard on the ground with her right foot, making a loud sound like a monument and cracking a stone, and shot her body like a javelin. Towards more than ten meters in the air.

"Hundred-legged snake-belly!"

When he saw that he was about to hit the stone wall, Butterfly reluctantly repeated his old tricks and stepped hard with his left foot, landing on a vague bulge. Immediately, a hole the size of a human head was left on the stone wall, and his body bounced diagonally. Another bulge a dozen meters above.

In this way, she relied on the huge reaction force generated by violently kicking the wall and the stone wall, and kept jumping left and right on the stone wall. Using the weak points of strength, she often jumped more than ten meters in height, getting closer and closer to the top of Bai's place.

As she marched, she made a series of terrifying loud noises, leaving a row of twisted and winding potholes on the originally smooth cliff.

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer to him, Bai's mouth opened slightly, and he was simply amazed.

That sound of explosions coupled with the flying blurred phantom, it is no exaggeration to say that it is powerful, which is in sharp contrast with the petite body.

However, he was also a little worried, because the last twenty meters of the cliff were as smooth as a mirror. If the butterfly ninja failed to find a point of strength and accidentally fell, the consequences would be disastrous.

But Butterfly Shinobu had already considered this.

After she stepped hard on the stone wall for the last time, her breathing rhythm changed again. A kunai fell from the cuff of her yukata into her right hand, and then she raised it high to the sky.

"Insect's Breath·Dance of Bee Fang·True Drag!"

Then, the Butterfly Ninja's body was completely suspended in the air, as if it was being dragged by the rocket-like kunai to fly higher. The final height of twenty meters was easily exceeded, and it rose another seven or eight meters before stopping. .

Just when she was about to fall directly to the ground, the Butterfly Ninja opened her arms wide, and the overly large butterfly-patterned feather fabric covering the outside was completely unfolded, making her stand still in the air for a moment like a real butterfly.

Bai raised his head and looked at this scene with great envy. The orange light of the setting sun actually embroidered the shiny edge on this translucent butterfly, making the figure look like a dream.

"Dance of the Butterfly·Tease."

Finally, with a soft moan, Butterfly Ninja flapped its "wings", drew a downward trending exponential function curve in the air, and landed on the ground quickly and gracefully.

Only this time, she didn't even make a sound, just like a butterfly stopping on the delicate petals.

The butterfly ninja who landed on the ground only had a slightly red face, and there wasn't even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

She couldn't hide the surprise and excitement in her eyes - she used the insect's breath to use three sword types in succession, but she could hardly feel the burden of the breathing method on her body!

In the past, I had to rest my legs for several days after using Centipede Dance·Hundred Foot Snake Belly. I only felt a little numb, and it was getting better quickly!

[Is this what it feels like to be strong? 】

The butterfly ninja fully enjoyed this unprecedented strong self-confidence.

Then, an idea came to her mind that she had never dared to think about before -

[Since the burden of insect breath on the body is close to zero, then my sister’s flower breath...]

Butterfly Ninja does what he says.

Bai, who was about to talk to the Butterfly Ninja, stopped talking because he saw the look in the girl's eyes suddenly changed from the cunning and alert before, to as gentle and calm as a spring flower.

"Flower Breath·Five Types·Fruitless Peony."

The Butterfly Ninja held the kunai tightly, and completed a very fast stab at one point with his right hand from nine directions. The phantom formed by the arm and the kunai was like the petals of a peony petal about to bloom.

Nine thrusts landed at the same location and were completed in less than one second. It is not difficult to imagine the difficulty.

Butterfly Ren's best performance in the past was only six times before he could not breathe smoothly, but now he is only panting slightly——

Most likely, Flower Breathing did not achieve the usual results.

After the action was completed, she returned to her standing posture, with the corners of her mouth raised, but her eyes were inevitably moist.

[Sister, have you seen it? I finally did it...]

The Butterfly Ninja is a rare member of the Demon Slayer Corps who masters the three breathing techniques.

She passed the selection of Teng Xishan by relying on water breathing among the five basic breathing methods.

Many ghosts there have not eaten for many years, their bodies are very weak, and their recovery speed is slow. Although the butterfly ninja cannot exert the power of water breathing, it can still cut off the ghost's neck with a few more cuts. But once the ghost slaying officially started, the burden of water breathing on the body was obvious, resulting in Butterfly Ninja's performance being mediocre.

After her sister Hanae became a Hashira, the Butterfly Ninja, as the step-son of Hana Hashira, began to learn the breathing method derived from water breathing - the breathing of flowers that is more suitable for female swordsmen. Although the situation has improved, it's not much, and Butterfly Ninja's main job has to be transitioned from killing ghosts to treating injured team members at Butterfly House.

It wasn't until Hanashira's death that the butterfly ninja began to study toxins wholeheartedly in order to take revenge, and further developed insect breath that was only suitable for herself based on flower breath, and finally became insect pillar.

But now, she can use the breath of insects and flowers smoothly, not to mention the breath of water.

[It seems that Tomioka has been struggling for so long, not without reason. 】

Shinobu turned his grateful gaze to Giyuu.

The strength of this body is far beyond imagination, and it makes up for almost all her shortcomings (of course, her height is still unknown).

【Thank you very much. 】

"Miss Shinobu, are you okay?"

Unknowingly, Shiro used honorifics when addressing Shinobu.

With the physical fitness shown by Butterfly Ninja just now, no wonder she was not afraid of the two Mist Ninjas at that time.

I really can't imagine what it would be like if such a person could use chakra.

Sure enough, there was a good reason why she could become a companion with a monster like Uchiha Giyuu.

"It's okay, I just moved my body. I haven't had this opportunity for a long time."

The butterfly ninja knew that he had been a little too excited just now, so he nodded slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"No, it's okay." Bai clenched his fingers nervously, "The patrol station is over there. I'll boil some hot water first."

He put the kettle that sealed the three tails on the stretcher and entered the cabin on the cliff first.

The butterfly ninja dragged Giyuu and followed him in slowly.

The furnishings in the wooden house are very simple. Except for a pair of tables and chairs, a stove, two single beds covered with wolf skins, and a row of shelves with several medical bags, there is nothing else, not even a water boiler. The casseroles were all taken out of Bai's scroll.

However, although this place is simple and simple, there is not much dust. Someone has obviously cleaned it carefully.

While Shiro was using the explosive talisman fragments to light a fire and make ice and boil water, the butterfly ninja dragged Giyuu on the stretcher to a bed, took out a medical bag and rummaged through it carefully.

"Medical gauze, cotton swabs, syringes, epinephrine injections, physiological saline..."

Her eyes quickly scanned the labels on these items. Although she had never seen some of them before, it was not difficult to guess their uses based on their shapes and names.

She felt Yiyong's pulse, first gave him an injection to raise his blood pressure, and then decided to inject glucose intravenously to replenish water and basic nutrition.

"Don't you need a blood transfusion?" Bai said worriedly, "My blood type should be able to transfuse everyone..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I guess it won't be necessary." Butterfly Ninja shook his head.

Zhu's body is different from ordinary people. As long as he replenishes his nutrition, regains a little consciousness, and allows Yiyong to resume his normal breathing rhythm, the wounds all over his body will be under control immediately. This is the most important thing.

"This person has only slept less than thirty hours and eaten less than ten meals in the past ten days. Failure to keep up with nutrition is the key."

Butterfly Ninja hung the bottle on the corner of the window, gently pressed the pulley on the infusion tube, and a few drops of glucose solution dripped from the needle.

When the needle was inserted into Yiyong's arm, the Butterfly Ninja's voice became a little stern, "Otherwise Yizhu... with his physical condition, he wouldn't be like this if he lost too much blood."

"Only slept for less than thirty hours in ten days?"

Bai was a little surprised.

After all, when fighting righteously, he didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he was extremely ferocious and seemed to be more awake than anyone else.

"Well, there are some people in the world who often feel that they have made some mistakes and are not worthy of living comfortably, so they insist on squeezing their bodies like this."

The Butterfly Ninja put medical tape around the needle and stared closely at Giyuu's closed eyes, as if hoping he could hear her.

"Finally I am a little lucky (to have a family), but I feel that I am responsible for the misfortune of others. In this way, luck becomes pressure."

Shiro didn't understand what Shinobu meant.

He looked at Giyu and asked: "Is he working so hard just to chase down Orochimaru?"

"Orochimaru should be just an accident. In fact, he came here just for your Fourth Mizukage. But he didn't expect that someone would take the lead."

Shiro had an expression of "Sure enough," and his tone also contained a bit of condemnation: "Is it Konoha's assassination mission? You clearly said that he is not a ninja."

Unless the higher-ups in Konoha were blind, they would still let such people study in school. What is the difference between this and killing a pig with a decapitating sword?

"Didn't I say I would prove it to you before?"

Butterfly Ninja raised the corners of his lips, turned over the stretcher, and took out a scroll from the ninja tool bag.

"He was reviewing the Ninja School textbooks a few nights ago. I don't have chakra, can you open this thing? There should be a lot of ingredients in it, just take it out and stew it into soup. Of course, if It would be nice to have better trauma medicine.”

"are you sure?"

Bai took the scroll with a confused expression, "If he is a ninja of Konoha and I see some confidential documents in it..."

"Even if you really see any secrets, I won't do anything to you."

The Butterfly Ninja suddenly frowned and said seriously: "Please don't compare us with ninjas."

"Oh, okay." Shiro was frightened by the sudden severity shown by the Butterfly Ninja. He quickly unfolded Giyu's scroll, first pressed his hand seal on the seal with the word "food", and took out a plastic box full of ingredients. Before opening it, you can already see the various radishes inside.

Finally, Shiro looked at the seal with the word "book" written on it and hesitated for a moment, because this was where most ninjas stored information.

But since the Butterfly Ninja made such a guarantee, he also wanted to ask for proof of something, so he put his handprint on it.

A stack of books, both large and small, and a square box containing unknown contents appeared.

"Is it really okay to read it?" Bai asked again, his fingers resting on the backs of these books.

Although generally ninja information is conveyed in scrolls, it is not impossible to have books containing secret codes. Haven't you seen that these books are all wrapped in book covers? It always feels like something is not easy to see...

"Except for the stack of little books, which are issued by the school, there's nothing you can't read."

Shinobu pulled out a thicker book and unfolded it. It happened to be photos of the brothers Senju Tobirama and Senju Hashirama.

She turned to the title page.

"Look, "History of the Ninja Tribe: A Thousand-Year Journey, a Textbook for Fourth Graders at Konoha Ninja School" was written by Hiruzen Sarutobi. This should be the name of the Third Hokage."

【What a teaching material...】

Bai suddenly felt more relieved, so he took out another book and unfolded it from the middle. As a result, he simply froze there.

The next moment, his eyes felt dizzy and dizzy. His face started to turn red visibly from his neck. He could not move while holding the book in his hands, but his nose felt itchy.

"Is this, is this also a textbook?"

His weak tone caught the Butterfly Ninja's attention.

The latter noticed something was wrong with Bai's face and took two steps forward with a suspicious look on his face.

She only glanced at the contents, her expression changed suddenly, and she said sternly as if she had returned to the Butterfly House: "Children are not allowed to look at such things! Cover your eyes!"

"Got it!" Bai hurriedly followed the instructions. The book fell from his retracted hand and was taken by the butterfly nin with quick eyes and quick hands.

She started flipping through it casually, with a paternalistic look on her face at first, but the more she looked at it, the clearer the contempt in her eyes became: "These are obviously photos that have been manipulated. In order to make these women look more attractive, the shoulders and heads have been modified." The proportions of the hips are wrong, and the width of the hip bones and the length of the legs are not realistic at all. Moreover, such a thin figure has such a big chest, and he can’t even stand up, let alone make such exaggerated movements.”

Bai opened the gap between his fingers curiously, and his sight came out from inside. His voice was a little aggrieved: "You are also a child, why can you see it?"

"I am a doctor and I know the human body well. In my opinion, this is an atlas full of errors and omissions; but a little boy like you will inevitably have unrealistic fantasies about the opposite sex after reading it, so you are not allowed to read it. "

Butterfly Ren spoke decisively and impatiently turned the book to the title page: ""Tang Nin Village 45-50 Years of Oiran Bathing Awards"? I didn't expect it..."

She glanced at Giyuu, whose face was still blue, with suspicion.

[Can such a person who has no way of enjoying himself really collect such things? 】

I glanced at the corners and edges of the book, and it didn't look like there were any signs of reading.

[Or maybe you bought it for someone else? I remember he had two older brothers...]

Putting the picture album aside, the Butterfly Ninja flipped through all the other books, then put the textbooks aside to study these adult books. Bai couldn't sit or stand aside. He could only pretend to observe whether the boiling water was boiling or not, something as obvious as that.

"Besides picture books full of mistakes like this, are there any novels?"

Butterfly Ninja opened two slightly smaller books, ""Intimacy Guide" and "Intimacy Paradise"? They are the same, there is no trace of reading them at all."

[I really can’t imagine what Tomioka would be like reading this kind of book...]

She was 70% certain that Yiyong did not buy this book for herself, but she still had 30% doubts.

The Butterfly Ninja glanced at Giyuu, gathered all the harmful books together, and planned to ask about the situation when Giyuu woke up.

But amidst her disdain, she had a little bit of hope that these books were indeed Zhiyong's collection.

Bad habits can be changed.

But at least it means that Giyuu is a person who allows himself to have sensual pleasures, rather than an ascetic who can eat a meal of radish and salmon for half a month.

If a person does not relax his spirit and squeezes his physical strength and time, sooner or later he will be completely broken.

And this is difficult to correct.

"The water is ready." Bai stared at the pot of water for two full minutes before turning his head and announcing, "You can put a new bandage on him."

Bai made a piece of ice to adjust the temperature of the water, then took out a basin from his scroll, poured water into it, and brought it to the bedside.

One of the two people helped Yiyong clean the blood on his body and put on the high-grade trauma medicine taken from the scroll. The other helped him put on new and clean gauze and bandages.

It was obviously the easiest and most skilled physical work, but both Shiro and Shinobi were so busy that they were sweating profusely and felt even more tired than doing a set of Flower Breathing.

After finishing, Shinobu praised: "Shiro's movements are very skillful. This must not be the first time you have helped someone treat wounds, right?"

"Well, Zabuza-sama also gets hurt sometimes." Shiro said slowly and then stopped talking.

I don’t know whether it was the glucose that had the effect or the warm water. It didn’t take long for Yiyong to gradually resume the rhythm of water breathing and normalcy, and his body temperature also transitioned from the shockingly cold just now to a little warmer. .

Although he still couldn't open his eyes or speak, as long as he regained control of the wound, the most difficult part was completely over.

"Although I've said it many times, I really need to thank you very much, Bai. Without your help, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to get through today."

The butterfly ninja stood up and bowed sincerely, "It's great that there are warm-hearted people like you among the ninjas. Even though you know that we may be ninjas from other villages, you are still willing to lend a helping hand. You are really a very good person. A kind and gentle person.”

"Maybe it's just because of this..."

Bai was not used to being thanked and praised, so he fidgeted and scratched his sweat-soaked face.

Not only did he not feel grateful for saving someone's life, but he showed abnormal shame and self-blame.

"Only Zabuza-sama would say that I can't be called a qualified ninja. I can't even be considered a qualified tool... because tools don't have their own feelings."

"Bai, you..."

The Butterfly Ninja looked seriously at the beautiful but sad face opposite, his lips parted, but he never spoke.

Until Bai was a little uncomfortable with the weird silence, a gentle hand gently covered the top of his head and slowly stroked his hair.

"It must be hard for you to live in a place like this."

It was as if a switch had been pressed on a long-ago memory, and a sour warmth that had not been felt for a long time hit Bai's nasal cavity.

Unknowingly, tears flowed down Bai's cheeks into two small rivers, but he didn't know why.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this, and I don't know why..."

Bai was so ashamed that he tried his best to wipe away the long-lost tears that poured out of his eyes, but it was in vain like cutting off the water with a knife.

Tears were the first thing he overcame after receiving ninja training. How could they pour out like this now? There must be something wrong...

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about this, but I think it's a good thing..."

This wasn't the first time Butterfly Ninja met such a child.

Her eyes were as loving as an elder sister's, and her voice was like warm marshmallows.

"Crying means that the life that truly suits you is far more than just being a tool."

However, she was clearly trying to comfort him, and Bai felt better, but he was crying harder and harder.

God knows why.