I draw sword light in the ninja world

Iroha put her hands around Hayato's neck, and then leaned against his back tightly.

Hayato put the long sword on his waist in advance so that it wouldn't hurt her.

Carrying Iroha on his back, Hayato quickly refined the chakra and gathered it at his feet. Then he jumped up, rushed out of the waterfall, and ran towards the village.

Of course, he didn't use chakra to enhance his body's basic energy to speed up like he did before escaping for free. He just drove at a normal speed. He didn't want to be regarded as a perpetual motion machine. He had to hide his clumsiness.

When they returned to the main peak, Caiyu woke up leisurely, yawned lazily, then rubbed his sleepy eyes and murmured a few times at the corners of his mouth.

"How long will it take for us to return to the village?"

"About four days."

"Oh."

After regaining some energy, out of boredom, she began to talk to Hayato.

"Hayato, what is your dream?"

"There are so many, I can't finish them."

"for example?"

"Blade light."

"???"

What the hell is broach light?A sword technique?

But it doesn't look like it.

Caiyu, who is also a master of swordsmanship, couldn't understand at all how any swordsmanship move could have such a strange name.

But she didn't intend to ask in detail, after all, Hayato's way of talking seemed to be perfunctory to her.

"Is there anything else, like dreaming of becoming Hokage or something?"

"There are too many to remember at the moment."

"Is it really okay to be so perfunctory with the teacher?"

After being saved by Hayato desperately, having a life-long friendship, and receiving so much care from him in the past few days, Iroha's way of speaking to Hayato has become much more casual.

"Teacher Iroha, it's not very good for you to ask other people's privacy so rashly."

"Are dreams privacy?"

"Everything about other people that is not obvious is private."

"Tsk..."

Caiyu curled her lips: "You are really not cute."

"I'm really sorry that I don't like you."

After a moment of silence, it seemed that she was sleepy again. Iroha's little head rested gently on Hayato's shoulder, her pink hair swaying in the wind, brushing against Hayato's cheek from time to time, bringing a tingling and tingling feeling.

"I always feel that you are completely different from other children."

"Teacher, aren't you completely different from many adults?"

"It's rude to comment on other people's appearance."

"It's the same on the inside too."

Caiyu: "......"

After a while, she suddenly raised her head, then withdrew one arm, brushed the bangs in front of her forehead, and then continued: "Let's chat a little bit. After all, we are companions who will be performing missions together for a long time. It is still very important to deepen each other's understanding." It’s necessary, and we still have several days to go back to the village. Don’t you feel bored after traveling for so long?”

Hayato subconsciously wanted to say "It's not boring", but after thinking about it, he changed his mind: "What do you want to talk about, teacher?"

He had no interest in Iroha, but he was still very interested in her dazzling swordsmanship.

Maybe the broach light will be able to draw even more dazzlingly in the future~

"What a dream."

Can't you talk about something else?

By the way, why do people in this world care so much about other people’s dreams?

Hayato complained in his heart, but his face remained calm, but he did not follow Iroha's words, but asked instead: "Then what is the teacher's dream?"

When Iroha introduced herself that day, Iroha also used a very subtle way of talking to get rid of the topic, so Hayato didn't actually know her very well. He only knew that she was a 20-year-old adult, an all-round ninja who was good at swordsmanship. At the same time, she is a legal loli who likes smoking and drinking, and possesses the rare attribute of being a lolita on the outside and a coward on the inside.

"My dream..."

Caiyu pondered for a moment, but a smile flashed across his eyes and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

But before she opened her mouth, Hayato reminded her expressionlessly: "Don't say you want to be a bride. Such words are too false to come out of your mouth."

"Teacher, let me cry for you!"

"..."

In the end, neither of them continued to dwell on this topic.

"Speaking of which, Iroha-sensei."

Hayato slowed down slightly, and then said: "Why can your sword skills combine ninjutsu and illusion?"

Hearing this, Caiyu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Hayato-kun, are you interested in my moves?"

"Ah."

Hayato nodded generously. He was very interested in this swordsmanship that was not only dazzling but also very practical.

The original book about performing ninjutsu through swordsmanship includes Shirayun Zaza's wind escape swordsmanship, and the one who uses swords to perform illusions is Konoha Ryuryanagi of the ten thousand-year-old genin Maru Hoshi Kosuke, but he can't access these two masters now. , naturally he didn’t have the opportunity to learn a few moves, and Baiyun Caiyu’s moves seemed to be a bit more dazzling than theirs.

Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to know more about it.

"Anyone who is a ninja will be interested in using Ninjutsu moves without using seals."

Hearing this, Caiyu shook his head.

"You need to form a seal."

"Ok?"

A look of surprise flashed in Hayato's eyes.

"This...can't be true? Iroha-sensei, you clearly haven't formed a seal every time you use ninjutsu."

Although he does not have Sharingan, his insight ability is not bad. After all, performing spatial movement skills such as Square Slash requires strong dynamic vision to adapt, otherwise it will not be used at all.

And every time Iroha used ninjutsu, he observed carefully, and indeed he didn't see her forming seals very often.

"My technique is not Muyin Ninjutsu."

Caiyu said softly: "It's just that you can't see it when I form the seal."

Hayato's doubts deepened.

Although the Jonin's movements are fast and hidden, they are not impossible to observe, right?

"Seeing how you take good care of me, I'll give you a little hint."

Caiyu chuckled lightly, and then said: "There is not only one way to form seals in this world."

Formation method?

Hayato's eyes trembled slightly, and then he fell into deep thought, carefully recalling every detail of Iroha's technique during this period.

"Don't think about it, you can't tell."

Iroha shook her head.

"Even the Sharingan may not be able to see it this way, and it's even less possible for you without the Sharingan."

As she said this, she didn't know what suddenly occurred to her, and she sighed inexplicably.

"Also, this is probably my unique ability. Unless I have the same physique, no one can master this move."

Hearing this, Hayato quickly understood what she meant.

"Is it similar to the secret technique of blood stain limit?"

Seeing him mention the bloodstain limit so familiarly this time, Caiyu couldn't help but open her mouth and said with some surprise: "I don't see that you know a lot, you even know the bloodstain limit."

"A little bit, a little bit."

Caiyu curled her lips, then thought about it, and then said: "Well... although it's not a concept, it can still be understood in this way."

"So, I'm not a teacher and I don't want to teach you these moves. I really can't."

"Oh."

Hayato responded calmly.

Then the pace quietly quickened.

In the following time, the two chatted occasionally, and most of the time they walked quietly. They stopped to rest at meal time and in the evening. Then Hayato helped Iroha remove the bandage, clean the wound and change the bandage with an expressionless face. Medicine on medicine.

Four days passed in a flash.

Under Hayato's increasingly familiar care, Iroha recovered quickly. By the time she was about to arrive at the village, she had regained a certain amount of mobility, at least she no longer had to be carried around by Hayato.

When the two of them were about to reach the village gate, several figures suddenly appeared in front of the gate.

Immediately afterwards, one of the figures suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Hayato. Finally, he fell directly into Hayato's arms and hugged his waist with all his strength.

Along with the familiar smell of milk, a slightly choked voice sounded in Hayato's ears.

"Welcome back... Hayato..."