Konoha's It's Not the World's Fault

I felt the thickness of the envelope and felt that it was much thicker than before. It looked like there were one or two more pieces of paper.

So Kakashi was a little curious and opened the envelope. There was the usual taels of banknotes, and then a larger piece of writing paper, which was folded twice.

Seeing this (folded paper), Kakashi's curiosity quickly faded, and he kept lamenting in his heart.

I thought there would be one or two more banknotes...

Unexpectedly, my father just folded the letter in half...

With negative thoughts, Kakashi opened the folded letter, only to see that the words in it were densely packed, unlike before where there were only a few scattered sentences.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He didn't understand what his father was doing. After browsing carefully, it was no surprise that there was an explanation at the beginning. As for the content, it was nothing more than eating tempura and practicing seriously when he was not at home. etc……

All in all, it’s a lot of useless nonsense. Forget about tempura and all that, and practice seriously? Are you still talking about father? Even if you don't say it, you will practice seriously, okay? What does it mean to be compared to a girl?

Kakashi curled his lips, showing some displeasure, but no one looked at it.

Continuing to watch, after the daily chatter, Kakashi was a little surprised that his father actually wrote down the essentials and experience of using the Three Body Technique on the paper.

After going through it quickly, Kakashi felt a little annoyed: "If I had seen this letter last night, I wouldn't have lost today!" Needless to say, the regret in Kakashi's heart at this time.

I had a chance to win... Kakashi thought about his poor substitute technique this morning...

It's just a matter of grabbing the ground with one's head.

"Forget it, tomorrow! I will definitely win it back tomorrow!" Kakashi said that he cheered up again and tried to win the opponent tomorrow. At this time, Kakashi looked at the content written in the letter and almost treated it as a martial arts secret book. .

After reading the content of the Three Body Technique, Kakashi was surprised to find that there was a lot of content behind it. After taking a closer look, Kakashi was suddenly speechless...

He thought he was going to teach him some ninjutsu, but he didn't expect it to be the plot of some novel.

But thinking that his father had written it specifically for him to read, he read it patiently.

Halfway through, I discovered that it was actually depicting a story between adults. I scratched my white hair with a bit of depression, and continued reading in confusion.

At the end, Kakashi didn't even understand what his father wanted to tell him. It looked like some boring story in a novel, not as interesting as the puppet show he took her to see in Saionji World. .

Finally, he copied down the essence of the Three Body Technique. After all, it was very troublesome to read it from a bunch of words, and then burned the letter to prevent the contents from being revealed.

Kakashi looked at what he copied and sighed with satisfaction.

Clench your fists, tomorrow! Must win!

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In the forest, the world has drawn its sword tens of thousands of times, but it still feels like there is no progress, especially the feedback on the attribute panel is the same. Compared with the denominator of a string of zeros, Iai's proficiency has only increased. Two single digits.

"Sure enough, can we improve in actual combat?" He scratched his golden hair with some distress, and finally sighed helplessly. However, the two points of increased proficiency also showed that Shijie's efforts this night were fruitful, but It's just not directly proportional to the effort, but who stipulates that there must be gains for effort?

If you don’t accumulate small streams, you can’t become a river. The same goes for cultivation. Every bit is a gain. If you don’t have proficiency bit by bit, where will the breakthrough come from? (Proficiency only reflects the results of the protagonist's efforts. It does not mean that the protagonist's sword skills will improve as the proficiency increases. Don't get the relationship reversed.)

My whole body was sticky with sweat, and I felt a little weird again. Of course I chose to go to the dormitory, and then take a shower on the way, but I guess I could only take a cold shower at this time.

She put the wooden knife back into its sheath and sighed. If she had her own house now, it was not up to her whether she wanted to wash in hot or cold water. Although the weather was neither cold nor hot, it was just right. But I don’t know if I will catch a cold if I take a cold shower when my body is warm.

I was thinking about some random things in my heart. When I returned to the dormitory, my roommate had already gone to bed. I found a pair of patched clothes from my small wardrobe and took them to the public bathhouse. The bathhouse was just like the world. As I thought, there was only cold water, and by the way, it was still pitch black. It was impossible to turn on the lights, it could only be a delusion.

After a while, Shiji walked out of the bathhouse with the washed clothes in his hands. He found a place to hang them around the dormitory so that they would not get wet from dew and be exposed to tomorrow's sunshine.

He rubbed the hair that was close to her face and made her itchy.

"Miscalculation... I should have known I wouldn't wash my hair." She reached out and touched her still damp hair, and Shiji sighed helplessly. She had wiped it hard, but in the end it could only go so far.

‘Let’s cut our hair sometime, it’s very long. ’ Touching the hair next to her ears, Shijie couldn’t help but think that for her (male perception), her hair was already very long past her ears, and if it was any longer, she could wear hairpins.

Back in the dormitory, sitting on the bed, waiting boredly for his hair to dry, Sekai couldn't help but think about his sword-drawing technique. He put his hand on his waist and simulated the gesture of drawing the sword, thinking about how to do it faster, at least to Faster than what she can do now, even if it is only a little faster, as long as it is a little progress.

In this kind of behavior that seems to others, gradually, I don’t know when, the world fell asleep, and I don’t know if my hair is dry.

I don’t know how long time passed, but there was a noisy sound in my ears. Shi Shi frowned slightly. He didn’t want to get up or open his eyes, but the sound in his ears showed no sign of stopping. After a while, Shi Shi was unwilling to accept it. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and accepted the light of the sun shining on the earth. He turned around and saw that the friends in the dormitory had already gotten up and packed their things and were about to set off.

He grabbed his messy hair, got up and tidied himself up for a while, and then hurried to the playground.

Along the way, the world walking alone formed a sharp contrast with the other people walking together. The world also understood the reason for this situation. Of course, this was only somewhat understood after the world knew the identity of the white-haired animal.

A poor kid falls in love with a rich man, it's that simple.