Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

The Ice and Snow Festival in the evening was held as scheduled. Izuna wanted to join the large army, but Joruri, a child who had never seen the world, was running around. She was afraid that such a cute child would be targeted by some trafficker, so Izuna could only give up her selfishness. Follow the child as a bodyguard.

Hashirama's routine was indeed as Joruri expected. There was a game of karuta at the festival. After Hashirama saw it, he couldn't move his legs. Regardless of the cold, he sat there and had a great time playing with a bunch of half-grown children. Huh.

"Come on, the other person is a child." Madara couldn't stand the disdainful looks cast by the people around him.

As if he couldn't feel those gazes, Hashirama was so excited that he whispered in Madara's ear: "The other person is a child, I don't want to get rich overnight!"

Putting aside winning or losing, Madara wanted to tell him that a bunch of half-grown kids wouldn't have as much money as could make him rich overnight, but Hashirama didn't seem to think about this problem, and he was very involved in playing.

The adults around him were whispering, but most of them had nothing nice to say.

"It's so despicable for such a grown man to bully a child!"

"That's right, how can you sit here so calmly?"

"At first glance, he is not a good person. How can a good person do such a despicable thing?"

"I mean, it's so despicable..."

Madara's eyebrows jumped when he heard it next to Hashirama. He spoke despicably, and it was so abominable. How could his best friend be... well, it's indeed quite despicable when you think about it.

However, you must know that Hashirama is very bad at arithmetic. Just calculating the card points can make him one-on-one. Even though it is a one-on-one card game, no matter how the opponent substitutes, Hashirama will always be the best. It's the one who loses.

The development of the matter is obviously very different from what Hashirama thought. Even if the other party is a group of children, he as an adult does not get any benefits at all. This is very unscientific. He can't bet against the adults in the casino. Now even Children are "bullying" him, how can he bear this?

Hashirama rubbed his chin and wondered why he always lost. He urged Madara behind him to help calculate the points.

Madara didn't want to help. He wanted to live a few more days and didn't want to be complained about by those idle passers-by. When had he ever done something despicable?

Hashirama's dream of getting rich overnight was ruined in the hands of a group of children. Not only did he not win any money, he also lost everything he had brought with him. Not only that, he also extended his claws to Madara's waist.

With a "snap", Madarayan quickly knocked away Hashirama's hand that reached out to grab the money bag at his waist, and scolded him sternly: "I've already told you, don't even think about taking money from me again, I won't give it to you!"

"Oh, Madara, you are so stingy. These children are still waiting for my money to buy candies, right?" Hashirama laughed heartily a few times, without the slightest embarrassment of being spotted by Madara.

That's right, over the years, not only Madara has gotten used to it, but Hashirama has also gotten used to it.

Those children were not afraid of Madara at all. They were young and didn't know anything about Shura in the ninja world. In their eyes, Madara was just an adult with a good-looking face but a bad temper.

So, they laughed and agreed with Hashirama, urging Madara to give him money.

"Give it quickly, or you will turn into a puppy if you don't!"

Hashirama clasped his hands and asked Madara for help, "I can turn into a puppy. Madara, please help me, I don't want to become a puppy!"

"..."

A puppy that looks like Hashirama comes to mind. The puppy is sitting on the ground and laughing silly. At first glance, it looks like a silly dog!

No, this is not the time to make random associations. Madara shook his head and drove away the silly dog ​​in his head.

Looking at Hashirama pretending to be pitiful, Madara felt his temples bulging. What should he do? He really wanted to beat him up, but with so many people watching, he had to endure it.

Reluctantly, he threw the money bag to Hashirama. When he got the money bag, Hashirama's face changed instantly and he smiled so heartily. He took out the money and gave it to his children who had just won, and pulled them to continue.

"Continue, uncle, you haven't won even once." An older child kindly reminded Hashirama.

If Hashirama was a person who could listen to others' advice, would he have been gambling for so long?

"Isn't this rich? If I try again, I will definitely beat you this time, believe me."

Madara sighed and held his forehead, Hashirama's performance could be said to clearly portray the faces of gamblers. It is clear that every gambler has this mentality, and then sinks deeper and deeper...

The people who had been watching and scolding him for being despicable just now changed their tone, their tone became much softer, and even the look in Hashirama's eyes became much more harmonious.

"How can an adult lose to a child in playing cards? It's unheard of, so it's obvious that it was intentional." The man said firmly.

"That's right. You just took advantage of the festival to deliberately lose some money to buy snacks for your children, right?"

Too beautiful a fantasy.

"Ah, so he is still a good person."

"That is to say, looking at his upright appearance, he must not be a despicable bad guy..."

Could it be that he had a sinister look just now and was not upright and generous?

Word of mouth changes so quickly.

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. At this moment, Madara realized how uncontrollable the human heart is. Nothing makes the human heart faster. Not long ago, he kept complaining about Hashirama's despicableness. In just over an hour, he turned from despicable to a good and generous person. Already?

Tch~

Not far from Hashirama, there was a pug lying on a stool that hadn't quite woken up. The pug yawned and raised its head. It looked at Hashirama and the children with disdain and said unconvinced: "What's wrong with the dog? I still look down on you humans!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a heavy weight on his body, almost crushing him to death.

"Ah, I'm so thirsty that I want to drink water!"

The pug was firmly pressed on the stool by a small butt. It twisted its body with difficulty to see who dared to use it as a seat cushion. Then it heard the owner of the butt on it spoke. It was a small butt. The voice of a child.

"Hey, this stool is so comfortable, warm and soft."

"Hey kid, you're sitting on me!"

"Who is speaking?"

He pointed his finger at the bottom of her butt, looked at the pug who rolled his eyes with some sympathy, and said, "You're sitting on someone else."

The owner of the butt stood up immediately, and the pug was able to turn over and shake himself, so that he would not be flattened by her.

"You kid—!"

The pug lost his voice the moment he saw the child's face clearly...

She has silver hair and red eyes with a pair of braids. She is wearing a dress as white as snow. The huge bow around her waist not only does not weigh her down, but makes her look like a butterfly ready to take off at any time.

Her palm-sized little face was so delicate and beautiful that her ruby-red eyes really looked like rubies against the bright daylight of the festival lights, with a dazzling light. She was completely white except for her eyes and lips. Compared with the snow on the buildings, it is more pure and lovely.

"What a beautiful child..." The pug unconsciously blurted out a compliment to her.

His compliment did not elicit any thanks from the child. Instead, as if he was frightened, he immediately jumped up to the adult man next to him and hugged his arm.

"Uncle, this dog can talk!"

Izuna put down the cup of tea that she had just cooled for Joruri, and kindly reminded her: "It's a ninja dog, not an ordinary pet dog, just like your mother's Fat Orange and Fatty."

Ah, that's it, she forgot about it for a moment.

"Did I sit on you just now?"

"Um,"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice it because your color is not easy to see at night. Can you forgive me?" As she said that, Joruri stretched out her hand and stroked the pug's head, with the same look on her face as her mother Kagura. smile, eyes curved into crescent moon shape.

This kind of smile is particularly kind and deceptive, especially when it appears on the face of a good-looking person, the effect is doubled.

The pug unconsciously rubbed Jing Liuli's hand, thinking that this child was so cute, and had completely forgotten about the "rivalry" just now.

"Purring means you're not angry with me, right?"

Eh--?

The pug tried hard to show his coolness, but he was almost confused by the child just now.

Joruri couldn't help laughing when she saw its appearance and complained to Izuna, "It turns out that Ninja dogs are just like Ninja cats, they are both arrogant."

Ninja cats? The pug pouted. They are different from the Ninja cats. The Ninja cats have too many bad habits, and their will is very unstable. They are especially easily attracted to dogtail grass and catnip and get into trouble. They are not like the Ninja dogs. , some are good at tracking, just like myself, some are good at fighting, and all of them are very sincere to the master who made the contract, and are the most loyal partners!

"Hey, the ninja dog is so good?" Jing Liuli touched the head of the pug dog, with a longing look in his eyes.

"Dah ah ah ah~" As if he saw her intention, the pug was the first to refuse, "Don't try to make me think about it. How can I be a psychic beast for a child? Don't even think about it!"

After that, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he jumped off the stool and quickly disappeared into the night with his short legs.

"You haven't told me your name yet. We are friends when we meet. That's what my mother said."

Quanna: "..."

Except for looks, Joruri is very much like Kagura. He has the same attitude of being a salty fish, the same carefree character, optimism and kindness. In their eyes, there are no bad people in this world. They are friends when they meet each other, which is what Kagura has always said. The creed on his lips, Joruri was deeply influenced by his mother, and the same is true.

Even if the other person is a dog.