[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

When Yihe knocked on the door of the apartment, Harry was teaching two disciples the Levitation Charm.

The boy and the young man each faced a feather, waving their wands, muttering a series of incomprehensible syllables, chattering, and those who didn't know would think that they had stumbled into the scene of some practice by mistake.

Yihe took a look into the room, relaxed his movements a little, and asked in a low voice, "Are you disturbing your class?"

"It's okay, come in." Harry sideways let him into the hallway, not forgetting to correct the mistakes of the disciples while turning around, "Pay attention to the way of reciting the spell, Wingardim Leviosa—the pronunciation of 'plus' needs to be corrected." Stretch out a little bit."

As soon as Yihe stepped through the door, he heard the door carpet under his feet greet him warmly: "Hi! Welcome!"

His eyebrows twitched, and the door blanket begged for mercy with great desire to survive: "I am under your feet, I am just a weak and helpless door blanket, I will not jump up and bite you! Speak well, don't be rough, dude !"

Yihe didn't step on it, nor did he lift his foot, so he had to hold on to the door frame and gave Harry a questioning look.

Harry made a 'safe' gesture: "A little invention that facilitates life, don't worry."

He said don't worry, Yihe really felt relieved, entered the house and closed the door, stepped on the door carpet, changed his shoes while the door carpet reported his height and weight, and stepped into the living room.

Fuyue and Yi didn't receive the extra preferential treatment from their teachers like their junior sisters who haven't graduated yet, so although Yihe heard that Harry had accepted two more formal disciples a few days ago, he didn't officially meet them until today.

Harry stood beside him, nodding his head, and introduced the two parties respectively.

B turned his head and glanced at it, without taking his attention away from the matter at hand.Fuyue temporarily put down the wand in his hand, looked at Yihe, his eyes stayed on Yihe's forehead for an extra two seconds, and raised his chin proudly.

Yihe didn't understand where the other party's obvious sense of superiority came from, but he didn't want to understand either.

Both belong to the pupil art family, and Hinata and Uchiha have always been at odds. Hinata thinks that Uchiha is capricious and unreasonable, while Uchiha thinks that Hinata's nobility is just pretending.

But considering that the teacher is still on the side, it is impossible to make the relationship embarrassing, so Yihe didn't mind too much, and just nodded back to the unfriendly gaze of the senior and junior, polite and calm.

Fu Yue took a breath out of his nose, and wisely terminated the provocation that was destined to be unresponsive.

Harry didn't notice the turbulent tide between the two of them. Anyway, most of the Uchihas he had met were not pleasant to others, and Ichiga was often called indifferent in front of unfamiliar people.

He poured a cup of tea for Yihe and asked Yihe to sit freely, while he walked behind Yi who had been working hard for a long time but couldn't get it right, grabbed the boy's hand, and patiently helped him adjust his posture: "Don't be so stiff, the magic wand is not bitter No, you don't mean to use it to knock people to death. You see, relax a little, and imagine that the wand is an extension of your hand, from top to bottom. Yes, that's it, take your time..."

He has a gentle voice and a calm tone. While being persuasive and persuasive, he leads his disciples to repeat the movement of waving the wand over and over again. He is really a gentle and meticulous teacher.

Yihe was a little dazed for a while, feeling that the person in front of him seemed more and more pleasing to the eye.

How can there be such a good person in the world?He has a handsome appearance, a well-proportioned figure, an easy-going personality, outstanding strength, and a heart of gold.

Just thinking that this person likes him makes his heart beat faster, and his chest almost overflows with joy and joy.

The word 'admiration' was once a forbidden word for Yihe who couldn't bring it out of his mouth no matter what. Just thinking about it made his heart skip a beat and he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it.But one day, when he combined the word with the right person for the first time, he didn't feel the horror he expected.

At first, he thought that he didn’t feel uncomfortable because the other party liked him—it was impossible for him not to understand those hints: sending him a set of novels full of love, and giving him an ambiguous smile when he came to ask , instead of answering directly, just ask: "What do you think I mean?"

But then, sitting by that fire in the woods and being told to pretend it never happened, he did panic.

It's as if they're not talking about ending a relationship that never happened, but about taking a piece out of his heart, out of his life.He suddenly realized that this was not unilateral wishful thinking, he also liked this person.

Yihe thought, how could he not like this person?

On the night of his ninth birthday, this man sneaked into his room, pointed to the burning Hokage Tower and boasted that it was a birthday celebration for him.

When he was injured and hospitalized, and felt that life and the future were gloomy in self-abandonment, it was this person who shyly put his face on him and told him that there was a vast and wonderful world outside Konoha.

The first time he killed someone during a mission, his hands shook badly. It was this person who wiped off the blood on his hands little by little, and told him that this was not a killing, but a protection for important people.

His curse mark was accidentally exposed, and this person looked at him curiously, and asked his curse mark as if it were a birthmark, "Can I touch it?"

On the night when he was assassinated and tortured by the effects of drugs in the middle of the night, it was this person who sat in front of him, cared about his feelings, paid attention to his reaction, and even... held his hand and patiently told him what to do.

……

The more he thought about it, the more guilty Yihe felt. He felt that he was not worthy of such a good person.He couldn't help thinking: The other party wants to go back on his word, maybe he just discovered the unequal relationship between the two of them.

Fortunately, right after that, he heard the confession again: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

——The moonlight that night was indeed very good, but who would deliberately express emotion over such insignificant details?It must be because sitting with the person I like, influenced by the pleasant state of mind, I feel that the world is beautiful, the night wind is gentle, and the moonlight is also very quiet and moving.

After finishing the brief memory, Yihe returned to reality, and then... continued to stare at Harry fascinatedly for a while.

Harry let go of his hand and told B to practice on his own. When he looked up, he saw Kazuga sitting on the sofa, not drinking tea or moving, his eyes firmly glued to him.

He called out, "Yihe? Is there something wrong?"

The person who was named came back to his senses for a second, and did not answer, but quickly lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience, his eyelashes fluttered, and a faint blush was stained on the side of his cheek.

Yihe has always been like this recently, staring at him in a daze from time to time, and blushing without saying a word after being found out, Harry thought it was because the aftermath of that embarrassing night hadn't passed, so he shook his head helplessly, and didn't go any further.

The two little ninjas were new to magic, and it was a bit difficult to learn it. It was not until almost noon that Fuyue, who was better qualified, finally let his feathers float.

Harry called off the lesson, put on his apron familiarly, and prepared to make lunch.

Seeing that Yihe hadn't bid farewell yet, he made an extra invitation: "Why don't you just have lunch at my place at noon?"

Yihe looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Can you cook?"

Harry laughed: "Of course, what's so difficult about it."

It was only when the food was served that Yihe understood the meaning of the phrase 'what's so difficult'.

On everyone's dinner plate, several dishes are clearly displayed-boiled vegetables, boiled beans, boiled eggs, and boiled chicken breast.He tried to taste it and found that it had no salty taste. It was obvious that it was thrown into boiling water and cooked, and then it was picked up and put on a plate.

…It is certainly not difficult to boil everything in plain water.

"Don't eat it directly, Yihe, there is no seasoning." The chef reminded him friendly, pointing to the two small jars on the table, "Salt, soy sauce, just add according to your own taste."

He pointed to the two viscous sauces, one yellow and one white, on the corner of the plate: "There are two more—mayonnaise, cream, try it, you can add whatever you like."

Ichiga looked at these weird seasonings, and then looked at Fugaku sitting at the other end of the table, and he roughly understood why that Uchiha insisted on eating only the onigiri that came with him.

He silently strengthened his determination to teach himself how to cook.

After the indescribable lunch, orange water also came.

Hearing the "Welcome" from the door blanket, Harry, who was instructing the kitchen to wash the dishes by himself, leaned out of the kitchen and took a look. It was strange that his teammates came to visit at the same time: "Orange water? Why are you free? "

"Yihe Jun said to meet here." Cheng Shui was used to seeing Harry's weird talking inventions, so he stepped on the door rug without any surprises, and bent over to change his shoes.

"Oh! A distinguished lady!" The door blanket sighed, and then dutifully fulfilled the important task entrusted by the master, "Height is about 163, weight 66—"

Harry felt that something was wrong, but it was a pity that he was too late to rescue him in the kitchen, so he had to listen to the door blanket and shouted loudly: "Seriously overweight!"

The sound of "overweight" echoed around the beam for three feet, and the whole room fell into an eerie silence.

Harry thought desperately, he shouldn't have forgotten.A woman's weight is a secret. Not only is her weight exposed, but she is also complained about being overweight in public. An angry woman is a fire dragon. Orange Water may tear up the door blanket and burn to death... Oh, no, spit water and drown as the owner and producer His.

Orange Shui froze for a while, but didn't fly into a rage as Harry expected, but stood where he was, and began——to undress.

She took off the outermost dark cloak and the gray-blue Anbu vest in turn, until only the close-fitting standard ninja uniform remained.The dark tights outline the lean and graceful curves, and the uneven figure does not look like a 130-jin woman at all.

She rolled up the clothes, exposing the two weights on her waist, one front and one back, untied them, and threw them aside.There was a "bang" sound from the two iron blocks, which seemed to be heavy.

The door blanket reported her weight again, which was 58 kg.

Orange Water was still not satisfied, so he untied the upper and lower two iron blocks in the armguard (a common method used by female ninjas to increase the strength of fists and the lethality of elbow strikes), took off the shoes (the shoes of female ninja shoes) It's the same trick as you), and then draws out weapons from all corners of the body.

Large items like Kunai shuriken weapon scrolls are usually put in the ninja bag and vest pockets, but as Anbu, of course, you have to keep a few tricks behind you.

First a few blades as thin as a cicada's wings, then a long flexible iron wire and a flint the size of a fingernail, and then a roll of transparent fishing line. Poisonous powder.

——You never know how much a ninja can hide in her chest.

Yihe took the first step to start with the family education of no evil, and the remaining few stupid and vulgar men/boys were stunned by this clean-up.

Orange Water originally had a killer feature—her underwear was woven with fine aluminum wire, which protected the woman's fragile breasts and inner heart like a bulletproof vest, and a pocket was sewn into the inner layer of the underwear, which contained a set of diamond blades and bones. Thousands of copies made to ensure that it will not be swept out by the instrument.In addition, there were iron wires, thousand books, and sealed scrolls in her leggings that she hadn't taken out in time.

But the measured weight has reached 52, which is within the passing range, and she will no longer take off her underwear on the spot to scare the crowd.

She straightened up contentedly, hid the turned-out weapon back as it was, put on her waistcoat and cloak.

Others in the room were in awe of this seemingly ordinary body with a real world under the cloak.

The worshiped focus took two sips of tea, returned the cup to Harry, patted his clothes, and broke the silence: "Captain, it's almost time, we should set off."

Yihe looked at her, and then quickly glanced at Harry, with unexpected panic and embarrassment in his eyes.

After thinking about it, Harry understood: the superiors assigned missions to their Anbu team, but only Kazuka and Orange Shui were designated.Yihe and Cheng Shui made an appointment to meet at his place. They originally planned to say goodbye when Cheng Shui arrived, and set off to do the task together; but Cheng Shui didn't know what was going on, and accidentally let him know It should have bypassed him directly and silently.

Yihe observed his expression carefully, opened his mouth, and explained with difficulty: "When I went to pick up the task, I asked the captain, but the captain didn't tell me the reason..."

Orange Shui also understood the causal entanglement, and looked at Harry who was excluded with concern along with Yihe, worrying whether he had made some mistakes and was expelled from Anbu.

Neither of them knew why, but Harry did.

From the very beginning, the village's senior management showed great importance to his apprenticeship. In order to let him concentrate on teaching, it is understandable to make such a decision.He was very uncomfortable with this kind of arbitrariness, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He sighed, showing a conciliating smile: "It's okay, it's not as serious as you think. Mr. Ri Zhan probably thinks it's too hard for me to lead the students, so give me a vacation."

"You guys go. Report me safe in time when you come back, and be careful along the way."