I, who was determined to stay in Naruto, became the white moonlight

His eyes accidentally swept across the framed photo of their childhood neatly placed on the shelf, and Jiraiya touched his chin in surprise.

"I didn't expect you to take this photo so seriously. It turns out I was the most handsome when I was a kid, hahaha!"

Beiliuhu rolled his eyes speechlessly, took the photo frame back from him, and carefully put it back to its original position before he was satisfied.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"I am going to travel with my third apprentice!"

Jiraiya raised his chin proudly, ignoring the look he gave him as if he were a fool, and put his arm around his shoulders.

"You too, you are such a grown up, but you are still alone. Even the vampire Orochimaru has an apprentice, but you haven't found one yet."

Bei Liuhu curled his lips perfunctorily, "I just like one person."

"Hehe, just keep talking tough!"

Jiraiya moved a little closer, "I noticed that you have changed a lot. You didn't even slap my hand away. You are comparable to the change in that Orochimaru guy."

Upon hearing what he said, Beiluhu immediately slapped his hand off his shoulder and stood a little further away from him.

Practice what it means to be disgusted.

Beiliu asked, "Orochimaru? What happened to him?"

Not being annoyed by his reaction, Jiraiya whispered to him as if telling gossip: "Although he still speaks in a sarcastic tone, he has become much gentler overall."

"Meek? This word really doesn't suit him."

"Right, right! It's really a rare thing!"

When he found that he was sighing and deliberately looking at him, Beiliuhu felt uncomfortable all over and pushed him to the window unbearable.

"leave me alone."

"Okay, I just came to say goodbye to you, then I'll leave first."

Jiraiya said as he stepped onto the window.

Seeing that he was about to leave through the window again, Beiliuhu's mouth twitched, he sighed, and called him.

Under Jiraiya's strange expression, Hiruzen took the things handed to him by the robot and spread his hand under his eyes, revealing several tiny bullet-shaped objects.

"This is a miniature bomb I recently developed. It's better to be prepared before it happens. Don't die outside."

As if amused by his unceremonious concern, Jiraiya grabbed the thing he gave him with a bit of roughness in his gestures and put it in his pocket.

"I am Jiraiya-sama, one of the three invincible ninjas. How could I be injured? Don't worry!"

He jumped out of the window and ran away with the embarrassed voice of "I'm not worried about you!" behind him.

Jiraiya always carries the youthful vigor and vitality, and no matter how time passes by him, his enthusiasm for his friends seems to never change.

Even to Beiluhu who thought that their relationship was just average.

Sometimes, Higurashi felt that Jiraiya was the person most like Haruko, sunny, brilliant, and sincere. No matter whether it was him or Orochimaru, he could understand their personalities and cherish them.

So from childhood to adulthood, the person that Beiluhu envied the most was him, and envied the fact that he was as brilliant as Haruko.

When Haruko came to see him again, Hiruko directed the intelligent machine to clean the room thoroughly and added some decorations that she would like.

Then she suppressed her excitement and sat upright, waiting for the door to open for her.

When Haruko walked in and saw two completely different styles from before, she was indeed surprised.

I asked him curiously if it had been renovated.

Beiluohu stood up to greet her and walked to the table a few steps away, and shyly explained that she looked more sunny.

The robot that came over to pour them tea heard its master's words, and the gray-black screen on the front flashed blue light and a cold mechanical sound was heard.

"The owner hopes that Miss Haruko will like it, so he referenced the decoration style with keywords such as sunshine, warmth, and liveliness."

Beiluhu's pupils trembled and he slapped its smooth round head, but unfortunately, not only did he fail to stop it from talking, he also made his hand red.

"Why did the master hit me?"

The round-headed robot shows a cute pixelated expression of confusion.

The innocent and stupid look made Hiruko's blood pressure rise, but Haruko on the opposite side laughed with interest and praised the robot for being so interesting.

After sending away the annoying robot that showed a shy love expression, Beiluohu felt inexplicably hot on his face when he met her smiling eyes.

Seeing that he lowered his head and dared not look at her, Haruko comforted him softly.

"Just be yourself, Beiliuhu. That way you will feel at ease, and I will feel at ease too."

The gentle words made Beiluhu relax his body. Compared to the sensitive and tense him before, he now looked much better.

Haruko is relieved that she no longer panics or gets anxious because she thinks she is unhappy or not happy at all. Although she still pays attention to her emotional changes at all times, she still feels relieved.

"I have to go on a special mission in place of Huanchen. Since it's confidential, I can't let you watch me."

When Huanchen came into contact with Haruko, Beiliuhu had carefully checked her information. With Haruko's permission, Beiliuhu also knew about the fact that the two of them met and borrowed the identities of the Anbu.

Therefore, when he learned that he would not be able to see her through the screen for a while, Beiluohu only looked a little disappointed.

Calculating the time it would take her to complete the mission in her mind, Beiruhu lowered his eyes and did not notice the complicated look Haruko was giving him.

"Bi Liuhu, you can't tell how long it will take for me to come back."

Without waiting for him to ask again in surprise, Haruko continued, "So I hope you are not lonely."

"I do not have……"

Seeing her obvious disbelief, Beiliu softened his voice.

"Go out more and make more friends. Maybe you will meet someone who has more similar interests than us."

Although he didn't share the same ideals with the other three, to be fair, Beiluhu still preferred staying in the circle of five of them.

This is a habit and comfort for him.

However, he would never refuse Haruko's wishes.

"I understand. I will...try not to be lonely."

For some reason, after he said this, Haruko's smile seemed to reveal a hint of sadness. The way she looked at him quietly seemed to be filled with a hint of worry before they parted forever.

Before Beiluhu could investigate, she withdrew her gaze, stood up and said that she was almost leaving.

Reluctantly following her to the door, Bei Liuhu clasped his hands together unconsciously and asked cautiously, "Are you leaving so soon?"

His tall stature and pitiful expression were really funny. Haruko smiled and nodded.

"Have you ever thought about finding a friend for Haruko?"

"What?" Biluhu was a little slow to react.

"It's your system assistant. How about creating a little one? Then the two of them can become best friends."

"how do you know……"

Hiruhu stood there in a daze. He probably had never mentioned to anyone else the system assistant that he was still working on, let alone to Haruko herself.

But Haruko just smiled mysteriously, revealing a rare cunning look.

Her thought instantly struck Hiruko. It was a more subtle thought that he had not expected, and it came from Haruko's mouth.

Beiliuhu felt like he was soaked in a honey pot, drunk and dizzy, with a sense of unreality.

Previously, he felt that the existence of the system assistant was disrespectful to Haruko and quietly buried it.

But now, everything means something different.

Haruko and Xiaobei.

Haruko and Hiru called in the morning.

So he stayed in his room day and night and worked hard.

Finally, Beiliuhu created the second intelligent agent, and it took him a lot of time to make various improvements to the first intelligent agent.

When they stood in front of the bright blue screen and opened their eyes, Beiluhu's heart, which was full of holes, was completely filled at this moment.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the two children holding hands.

Xiaobei with short silver hair, and Haruko with long black hair.

Beiliuhu's hand paused, and he suddenly became absent-minded as he stared at the little girl who was smiling at him.

The misty fog instantly turned into two lines of clear tears that slid down the side of his face. Beiliuhu withdrew his hand to wipe the moisture from his face, staring blankly at the tears on his hand.

Who is Haruko...?