[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Yihe has always disliked celebrating birthdays.

Birthday, the day he was born in this world, when mentioned, one would think of his biological parents who gave him life.

Before the age of nine, he was still an heir and he didn't like to celebrate his birthday because this day would make him miss the warm little home he lived in before being adopted by the clan, and his identity did not allow him to return to that 'home'; After the age of nine, both his biological parents died for some reason, and he was no longer the heir completely homeless, and he didn't like celebrating birthdays even more.

Forced by reality, after the birth of Rizu Rizai, Ichiga still lived in the main family's mansion.

Perhaps out of compensation, the patriarch Hyuga and the patriarch's wife were much closer and kinder to him. They never treated him harshly in terms of food and clothing, and made the twins respect him as an older brother; but he always remembered that he was dependent on others and insisted on moving in After a few years, he seized the opportunity to be admitted to Anbu, and lived a life of going out on missions all day long.

He expressed his intention to draw a clear line very clearly, but he didn't know whether the patriarch's family didn't understand it or understood it but couldn't save face. He persistently persuaded him to move back to the room next to the bedroom of the day's difference, and, as long as he wasn't If he happened to be running a mission outside, he would celebrate his birthday specially.

Of course, it’s not a celebration with much fanfare, but the way of celebration among family members—give him a bowl of longevity noodles, eat with him, and then each say some auspicious blessings.

Such an atmosphere made Yihe feel breathless. On the day of his 20th birthday, he has been making wishes since he got up in the morning, hoping that a task will come soon so that he can escape the embarrassing dinner.

Unfortunately, wishes without blowing out candles are always unworkable.The morning passed, noon was over, and the afternoon was drawing to a close, but he still hadn't received any task notifications.

When the evening was approaching, Yihe had nowhere to go, and he had a flash of inspiration from nowhere, so he found a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

His mind was in a mess, and he picked up the pen several times, but he didn't know what to write, and the ink stained several black dots of different sizes on the paper.

Then, he just folded the letter up and mailed it.

The kite that sent the letter spread its wings and disappeared into the clouds, and Yihe reacted belatedly, regretting it too late.

He tried to imagine the recipient's reaction after receiving this strange letter: they would probably feel baffled, and then throw the letter aside and ignore it, right?

But... the other party has always been a person who does not play cards according to common sense, maybe there will be unexpected reactions?

Yihe felt as if he had been split into two halves, one half felt hopeless, and the other half harbored untimely expectations, hoping that the recipient could see through those few ink dots and see through his unspoken thoughts at a glance .

Fortunately, the reality did not disappoint him this time.

When the letter bird he raised came back, there was a person behind him.

The man had inconspicuous gray hair, and sat straddling a broom, and swooped down from the air with the letter bird. The cloak was blown to the sides by the wind, like a huge giant bird.

He stopped in front of the window, bringing a breeze, mixed with the light fragrance of cherry blossoms in full bloom in the village, and more of a bright and refreshing atmosphere, like the first ray of sunshine breaking through the darkness in the morning.

Yihe suddenly realized that it was the smell of the other party.

The realization made his face heat up.He had to take a small step back and turn his face away a little, lest his brain directly shut down due to the high temperature.

Harry didn't notice Yihe's small movements at all. He jumped off the broomstick, took off his hood, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Yihe? What happened?"

He was still cramming to prepare gifts, but suddenly he received a letter from Yihe, which didn't contain a single word, which almost made him think that someone had kidnapped Yihe, and then caught Yihe's letter bird and sent him a blackmail letter.

So he didn't think too much, and directly followed the messenger kite, wanting to confirm Yihe's safety with his own eyes.

Harry leaned over by the window, scanned Yihe's whole body, confirmed that he was neatly dressed and in a natural condition, and that he was indeed staying in the room safe and sound, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine."

He teased the falcon that had landed on the stand in front of the window, and after waiting for a while, Ichihe still couldn't speak, so he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Yihe lowered his head and said slowly, "Today is my birthday..."

"Yeah, I forgot to mention that," Harry remembered this, and hurriedly congratulated, "Happy birthday!"

Yihe didn't answer, looked left and right for a while, finally mustered up the courage to look up at him, with vague hope and expectation in his eyes.

Harry thought the birthday boy was waiting to receive a gift, so he touched his head, a little embarrassed: "Uh, well, I'm in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to bring a gift, or I'll go back and get it again?"

He did what he said, and immediately stepped on the broom again, and was about to take off. Seeing that Yihe was still staring at him intently, with a look of hesitating to speak, he stopped again, and reconfirmed: "Yihe? Is there anything else?" Is it something?...You seem to have something on your mind?"

Yihe pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "I don't want to stay here for my birthday."

At this point, Harry didn't realize that he was living another 50 years for nothing.He showed a clear smile, adjusted his seat, stretched out a hand to Yihe, and tilted his head to signal: "Come."

This birthday, like the one when he was nine years old, has become a deep and colorful stroke in Yihe's memory.

For the first time, he tasted the feeling of soaring into the sky with his feet off the ground. The sky was so close that he could touch it. The leaves, forest and Nanhe River were all under his feet. The setting sun radiated a warm yellow light. engulfed by the western horizon.At this moment, the vastness of the world becomes extremely clear, while the existence of individuals becomes increasingly small.

It's like a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

Yihe was watching all this fascinated, when he suddenly heard the person in front of him shout loudly: "Are you afraid?"

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that the question was aimed at him. He shook his head and remembered that the other party turned his back to him and couldn't see him, so he had no choice but to answer aloud: "No."

"Do you dare to have some more excitement?" The other party asked again.

Yihe was still thinking about what 'stimulation' refers to, when Harry turned his head, raised his eyebrows at him, and——

The seat under him suddenly tilted forward, and the two of them plunged straight down facing the ground!

Rao was calm and self-sufficient, and Yi He was also taken a breath by the sudden weightlessness, instinctively closed his eyes, tightened his arms, and strangled the other person's waist like grabbing the last straw.

He could almost imagine how the two of them fell headlong into a tree or fell into the river, and were bruised all over their bodies...

The expected pain did not come for a long time, and there was only a burst of presumptuous and happy laughter.

"Take it easy and congratulate!" The young voice was smiling, somewhat relieved, and more teasing, "Don't worry, I won't fall!"

As if in response to this sentence, the momentum of the fall stopped abruptly, and Ichiga's nose suddenly hit the solid back, causing pain.

He didn't bother to reach out and rub his nose, he opened his eyes first, and looked down, only to find that they were barely hovering above the forest, with their toes less than one meter away from the treetops.

Harry observed his expression and saw that his face was a little pale, but there was not much panic or fear in his expression. He felt relieved and asked with a smile, "How do you feel? Isn't it interesting?"

Yihe was silent for a while and calmed down before answering hesitantly: "...I don't feel anything."

He really didn't feel anything, he was only thinking about how badly he would fall.

He never expected to hear such a proposal: "Then do it again?"

Yihe: "..."

Before he had time to raise an objection, he was carried back into the sky and flew up and down several times like a roller coaster.After getting used to this kind of sudden drop and emergency stop, you will feel that... the taste is not bad?

The gust of wind whizzed past him, brushed his hair, and blew the corners of his clothes.For a moment, he suddenly felt that he had also become a bird, ready to spread his wings at any time, roar proudly, and soar into the sky.

After nightfall, Harry took Yihe to an izakaya and opened a private room.

Harry notified all his old acquaintances, and the solid popularity played a role at this time. Soon, except for Orochimaru who happened to be on a mission, everyone else came one after another, even his mentor Yuhi Ryūzhi Jie was not absent either.

"It's rare," Ryunosuke sighed, "When you were admitted to Chunin, you didn't entertain your teacher. Why do you suddenly want to hold a party with great fanfare?"

Harry was already about the same size as his former teacher, and while holding the door to let the teacher into the box, he jokingly said, "Come on, Mr. Yuhi, I have paid for your drinks many times in the past two years, and I have also helped you deal with it by the way." I missed Chagang's teacher's wife, isn't that worth a thank-you banquet?"

Ryunosuke laughed and scolded him again, "Why can't I remember No. 1", and walked around the table to take a seat.

Ryunosuke was right, for various reasons, this was the first time Harry had attended a multi-person gathering after all these years.This is true for a person like him who has always had both sides, let alone a dead house with a very narrow social network.

Half of the people Harry called to congratulate him didn't know each other, but everyone (under Harry's instigation) always liked to chat with him. He felt quite at a loss, but he could only cheer up and respond politely.Who ever wanted to chat and chat, maybe it was alcohol to add to the fun, or the mutual understanding increased, the atmosphere gradually became warmer, and a group of people became one with each other smoothly.

At the end of the party, as an elder, Ryunosuke took the lead in picking up the wine glass: "Come on, I salute you rising stars."

Dai responded positively, stretched out his hand and said, "Respect youth."

Shuo Mao followed up and said: "Respect the past and the future."

"I hope." Harry made a pun, paused, and turned his eyes from Orange Shui to Yihe, "I also wish you a congratulation."

Several people spontaneously formed a semi-circle, exchanged glances, all smiled, toasted together, and said in unison: "Happy birthday!"

They didn't say the subject, but who the target is is self-evident.

Yihe froze in place for a long time, then passively picked up the cup under the urging, and touched everyone.

With a faint blush on his face, under the dim light, he looked at the people around him again and again, and finally showed a heartfelt smile.

"Thank you," he said.