[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

On the first day of the new year, there was a new atmosphere everywhere, and Ichiga's outfit also made Harry feel bright.

He didn't wear Anbe's uniform, but changed into a formal dress kimono, with light-colored small sleeves as the base, a navy blue hakama as the bottom, and a monotsu haori with the Hyuga family crest printed on the outermost. The whole person becomes more and more handsome and upright.

Harry habitually praised: "The clothes suit you very well, they look pretty."

He opened his mouth and spoke smoothly and naturally, as if it was normal to compliment a man of the same sex on his appearance.

Yihe was so dumbfounded by the compliment that he forgot all the words he was about to say, and he answered in a daze after a long while: "...Uh, thank you?"

Harry took a step back, out of the way of the entrance, and invited, "Come in and have a seat?"

"No." Yihe said, "There will be a meeting later, so I have to go back right away."

As for the big family, there are the most things during the holidays, and Harry can understand it, and nodded understandingly.

Of course he wouldn't be so stupid as to think that Yihe rushed to visit him early in the morning just to say hello to him, so he waited quietly for a while, seeing Yihe Guang staring at him in a daze, not opening his mouth for a long time, he couldn't help reminding: " Then you are looking for me to——?"

Yihe woke up like a dream, but in the next second, panic appeared in his eyes, and his face turned red.

He lowered his eyes and said falteringly: "I just came to ask, what do you mean by that gift you gave me?"

Harry got it.

Yihe is a reserved and introverted person. If he said clearly, "I think you should read this kind of book when you are an adult", Yihe would just stay away from the New Year gift he gave because he couldn't save face.So he showed an ambiguous smile and said meaningfully: "What do you think?"

Yihe glanced at Harry, then quickly looked away as if electrocuted, and lowered his head again.Now even the tips of his ears were red.

"It's too sudden..." He muttered, "You have to let me think about it."

Harry didn't quite understand why he had to think about it when he read a book, and he was worried that after looking back and forth, he didn't open the book when the next task came, so he persuaded him earnestly: "You don't need to think too much about this kind of thing, just follow your instructions. Do it in your heart."

Yihe still lowered his head and blushed, but insisted in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll give you an answer when I'm done with this work."

"...Huh?" Harry vaguely felt that Yihe seemed to have misunderstood something, but he was not sure, so he couldn't ask directly, so he could only tentatively said, "There's no need to tell me anymore? You just know what's in your heart .”

Yihe didn't argue with him any more, but he didn't compromise either. After calculating that the time was almost up, he hurriedly said goodbye to him and went to the gathering of the Hui people.

The two agreed to talk in detail when they had time, but reality did not give the two of them a chance to 'relax'. The New Year's Eve was not over yet, and a new task came again.

Not surprisingly, this time it was another short-term mission. It took the three of them more than a month to achieve the goal without any surprises.

They rejoined the regular formation team responsible for another part of the mission and returned together.

At night, with half a day left before Konoha, the group stopped in the woods and camped to rest.

The official organization does not have as many rules as Anbu, and there is no need to deliberately hide traces after the mission is over.They built a fire generously, chatted and laughed around the fire, shared dry food lively, and some even brought wine, which frowned on the Anbu who were used to keeping a low profile and sober at all times.

Harry wasn't frowning, though.He has always been a person who knows how to do as the Romans do, ignoring the rules and regulations, and soon became one with the formally organized Chunin, sitting in the crowd and chatting, chatting about the mission experience over the years-of course, Half of it is true, and the other half is made up.

As the night gradually deepened, the chunin were more or less drunk and a little tipsy.Jonin, who led the team, negotiated with Ichiga and decided that he and the three of them, Anbu, would be on duty at night in two shifts.

In the second half of the night, it was supposed to be Yihe and Chengshui's turn to be in charge, but Chengshui happened to be on her menstrual period these days, so Harry wouldn't let her stay up late, forced her to go back to sleep, and took her place by himself.

So it became Harry and Yihe who were on duty.

The two sat by the fire in the camp, each silent.

Originally, when the two of them were alone, even if they didn't talk much, they could always have a few words.However, probably due to the embarrassing night of the last mission, Yihe is now completely unable to interact with Harry normally. It was okay when Orange Water was next to him, but the blood on his face never faded when the two of them were alone. He always kept his head down, never daring to meet Harry's eyes.

Harry has a thick skin and is willing to find topics to chat with, but he can't bear the fact that the person he's talking to always looks like a little wife—if he hadn't personally confirmed the gender of the other person, he would feel that he has meddled with a girl from a good family.

It was embarrassing to speak, and it was even more embarrassing not to speak. Harry used a branch to dim the flames of the fire, and when he looked up, he ran into the scene where Yihe hurriedly turned his head away.

He sighed, and finally couldn't help breaking the silence: "Crow Falcon... Yihe, shall we chat?"

Yihe didn't look at him, but nodded lightly and quickly.

"I guess, you're still thinking about that night?" Harry said as he watched Kazuka's reaction, the red that gradually spread to his ears and neck showed that Kazuka knew which night he was referring to.

He paused for a moment, then cut directly to the topic: "Because I think it's weird, so I can't help but keep thinking about it, and feel embarrassed when facing me?"

Yihe didn't answer, but his performance said everything.

"Look," Harry turned his head and glanced at the sleeping people, lowered his voice, and said slowly, "You and I—we are both men, there is no such thing as taking advantage of the other, and it is reasonable to help each other occasionally, you There's no need to take it too seriously...or just pretend nothing happened, okay?"

Yihe finally turned his head to look at him, with surprise in his eyes, but also inexplicable loss and frustration: "You mean...you changed your mind again?"

Harry was confused by this strange question, but Yihe's sadness was obvious. Although he didn't know why the other party was sad, he still showed softness habitually: "If you think my actions have hurt you ,I am really sorry……"

"I don't accept it." He never expected Yihe to respond like this.

Yihe's tone was unusually blunt, blunt: "I don't accept this apology."

He took a breath, and said like a cannonball: "You were the one who proposed it first, and I also said that I will give you an answer. This is because of the task. It's not that I delay answering on purpose. You are not usually impatient. Man, why are you in such a hurry to repent this time?"

Harry opened his mouth in bewilderment, and before he could make a sound, Yihe spontaneously found the answer from his face.

It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere, except for the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves and the crackling of burning wood.In this comfortable and peaceful atmosphere, Yihe softened his eyebrows and asked softly: "You think I will refuse, don't you?"

Harry still didn't understand. After thinking for a long time, he had to follow along and ask, "Refused...what?"

Yihe didn't answer, just stared at him for a while, blushing appeared on his face again, his eyes began to wander: "You are a very good person, don't underestimate yourself."

Harry said, "I didn't..."

Yihe obviously took Harry's denial as a guilty excuse, and continued before Harry finished speaking: "You can rest assured, in fact, I, I also—"

"Me too..." he repeated several times, but he still couldn't finish, so he forcibly turned his eyes back, raised his eyes to meet Harry's, and asked shyly, "You should understand, right?"

Harry wanted to say that he didn't understand, but in the current situation, it would definitely be inappropriate to answer truthfully.

At times like this, play dumb.

He racked his brains to find a reason to change the topic, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a light source out of the corner of his eye.

The fog in the first half of the night gradually dissipated, and the bright white full moon came out of the clouds, hanging obliquely under the dark sky, and sprinkled a hazy glow on the earth in a demure and peaceful manner.

The so-called Anbe is an armed force born in the shadows, who alone bears the dark side of Ninja Village, runs around in the dark, and even carefully avoids the moonlight that may reveal his whereabouts.So much so that looking at the moon so far away now makes people feel like a lifetime away.

Harry couldn't help sighing: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

He felt that Yihe's eyes were fixed on him, a little puzzled, more scrutiny.

After a while, another voice murmured: "It happens to be a full moon. Yes, it's beautiful."

Harry soon discovered that Ichiga's discomfort when he was alone with him was only the beginning of everything strange.

After returning from this mission, Yihe's attitude towards him became more and more strange. He often sent him letters, but there was no real content in the letters. Feeling it.

Harry probably couldn't understand it, but Yihe's calligraphy was very good, and the handwriting was majestic and beautiful. He was also happy to collect those notes and press them on the workbench with a glass plate as a ready-made decoration.

When Cheng Shui came to visit his home, he saw these collections and was very surprised: "Do you two still have the habit of writing letters to each other?"

"I don't write very much. Yihe wrote and sent them to me." Harry replied.

Orange Water's level of education was about the same as Harry's. After reading a few articles, he was defeated by those obscure words and sentences. Impatient to read more, he just sighed casually: "Tsk, the friendship of men."

"Orange water," Harry called from the side, "Yihe's birthday is coming soon, think about it for me, what should I give him?"

Cheng Shui rolled his eyes at him, but still helped him make suggestions: "Give him some books? I remember that Yihe is quite fond of reading."

Harry thought about it for a while, then shook his head and rejected the proposal: "No, it's nothing new—I only gave him a set of books during the Chinese New Year."

Orange water offered a few more items, but Harry either thought it was too cheap or too casual, so he rejected them all.

Finally, he said, "How about I buy some books for him?"

Cheng Shui was silent for a few seconds, and didn't bother to despise him anymore: "...you just want to be happy."

Harry was really worried about Yihe's birthday gift - Yihe had no hobbies, and stayed at home to read books and do training when he was not on missions.The cultural industry in the ninja world is underdeveloped, and the speed of publishing new books is far behind his progress in giving gifts. Over the years, he has given away all the books that Yihe may be interested in, and he really can't find new tricks.

After thinking about it, he was at a loss, and went to ask other friends for help.

"Send a tool maintenance kit?" Shuo Mao suggested.

"Have another delicious meal together?" Hitomi seconded.

"It's not easy to handle? If the other party likes to read books, he will give them books, and if he likes to practice, he will give them some medicine for bruises. Birthdays happen every year, so there is no need to take it too seriously." Dashewan said.

"I have no idea, I'm sorry, I can't help you." Yueguang Yeying, one of the teammates during the ninja period, sincerely apologized.

"Why do you have to give a gift?" Another teammate, Matt Dai—by the way, he has repeatedly failed in the Chunin exams, so he is still a ninja—is even more straightforward, "You are so old, you shouldn't be a ninja." Instead of spending time on such meaningless things, let’s take a long view and run towards the sunset together!”

...Well, after asking around, Harry still didn't know what gift to prepare for Ichihe, but he knew what to give to other friends on their birthdays.

Time is a wonderful thing. When you want it to pass quickly, it happens to go extremely slowly; when you want it to pass slowly, it runs away quickly.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, it was the day of Ichiga's birthday.