The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

In Qinghe's eyes, that short piece of red rope seemed to extend very far.

She slowly reached out and grabbed the red rope, holding it in her palm: "...Quannai, you are so noisy too."

The thin red line was connected again, and it turned out that the connection was not that easy to break.

It seems that she doesn't need to make friends again.

"...If you continue to pretend that you can't hear me, I can make even louder." Izuna swore that he would keep making noise until she could hear it.

Qinghe struggled to stand up and walked towards the light with difficulty: "It's very rude to make a scene when others are resting..."

Her eyes were blurry now, and she could only move forward following the red line.

So, do they have to see her in such a miserable state? What an impertinent bunch of guys.

Izuna felt as if her wrist was gently pulled.

Although he couldn't see it, he had a hunch that this was something that could bring Qinghe back.

Izuna made up his mind: "Brother Madara, I want to go over there."

Qinghe's staggering movements made him worry that she would fall down halfway.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Madara left Susanoo with one hand free.

He caught Izuna and tried to stretch Susanoo's arm as far as possible.

This way, Qinghe can be brought back faster.

Izuna lay on the edge of Susanoo's palm and stretched out her hand towards Haruka: "I'm here, Haruka, hold on to me."

Just a little bit more, she just needs to hold on a little longer.

"Let's go further, let's go further..." Qinghe squinted his eyes to determine the location.

She raised her left hand and placed it on the hand that Izuna extended.

Izuna held her wrist tightly and pulled her onto the Susanoo.

Seeing that Izuna successfully caught Haruka, Madara quickly brought them both back.

The space crack closed instantly, Tobirama suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely. Hashirama rushed to his side to treat him.

Madara was a little exhausted, but he still forced himself to check on Haruka's condition.

Haruka leaned in Izuna's arms and looked like he was about to faint again.

Izuna tried to treat her, but no matter how she used medical ninjutsu, she couldn't heal her wounds.

"Don't sleep, Qinghe. There's a party tonight. It would be bad if you didn't attend."

"We can't have a celebration party without the main character."

He kept talking to her in an attempt to keep her awake for the last few moments.

"Don't talk to me, Izuna." Haruka really wanted to cover his nagging mouth.

She was mumbling, her voice getting smaller and smaller: "I'm so tired, I want to sleep..."

"You are not allowed to sleep."

Izumi's voice was a little choked up: "There has to be a limit to how much you can do. You have to explain it to us properly, right?"

"One hand in exchange for his life, it's a huge win..."

Having resolved his worries and obtained double the territory, Qinghe felt like he had won.

"...Idiot, is this your explanation?" Izunai didn't want to understand. Was she risking her life just for something like this?

"The world is temporarily at peace... Aren't you touched..." She got rid of the most restless guy.

Without these troublemakers, the development of each world will be much smoother.

Qinghe really couldn't hold on any longer, she begged incoherently: "Please... let me sleep..."

"…Then you must wake up tomorrow morning."

No one responded to Izuna's words.

"...You go to sleep, Brother Ban and I..."

He was silent for a while, but tears still fell.

"Brother Ban and I will take you home."

Izuna picked up Haruka, Madara stayed by their side, and Hashirama had already taken Tobirama to see a doctor.

Dazai watched them leave silently, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Suddenly, something flashed in the snow, right where Izuna and Haruka were just now.

Dazai looked closely and saw that it was a bloodstained golden ring.

“……”Is it over…?

that's all?

“……”So this is the ending.

"Hey~, Chuuya~, wake up. Ten minutes of showing off and eight hours of strike?"

Dazai carried the unconscious Chuuya on his back: "Alright alright, it looks like I'm the only one who can carry you back."

"It's over. Go back and have a good sleep before starting a new day."

-

Time flies. The winter snow melts in a blink of an eye, and it is the season for cherry blossoms to bloom again.

Most people regarded that strange experience years ago as a dream and should have almost forgotten it by now.

"Dazai, let's go and enjoy the flowers. Atsushi and Kyoka have already gone to take their seats."

Odasaku cleaned up the table and invited Dazai, who was lying on the sofa listening to music, to join him.

“Yes—” Dazai took off his headphones and sat up from the sofa: “Have you prepared any wine?”

"Ah, probably not. They are not old enough to drink yet." Odasaku thought for a moment and suggested, "But we can buy a bottle on the way."

That's no problem. Dazai followed Odasaku with great interest: "Enjoy the flowers!"

A gust of wind blew, and the pink petals fluttered down, looking particularly dreamy.

The not-so-big park is now covered with picnic blankets.

Many people want to enjoy flowers in the park, especially as Valentine's Day approaches. Enjoying flowers has become the best way for young couples to promote their relationship.

However, because Jinghua and Nakajima Atsushi arrived earlier, they got a good seat.

And on both sides of the good seats, there were two groups of very familiar-looking people sitting.

On the left is the Port Mafia where they are doing team building, and on the right is the Sword Cafe where, uh... they might be holding a [Injury Play].

Dazai observed that side out of the corner of his eye.

"Yue...what is this?!" Jiro Tachi spat out the wine in his mouth, doubting his life.

"What a surprise! Tsurumaru's special bitter melon and coptis wine can clear away heat and reduce internal heat, a must-have at home~" Even with crutches, he couldn't stop Tsurumaru's desire to make trouble.

Jiro Tachi raised his plastered hand with a fake smile, pretending to break Tsurumaru's other leg: "Exercise and wake up a little."

Tsurumaru jumped and dodged: "Haha, I can't hit you, I can't hit you."

Then the next second, his feet slipped and he fell on Yiqi Yizhen who was standing beside him.

This was good. The Toushirou people surrounded him and pulled him up: "Mr. Tsurumaru, you are not allowed to bully Ichiki-kun!"

"Hold him down, he's going to break his legs." Jiro Tachi planned to seize this opportunity.

"Hey, hey, hey, you are bullying the minority with your numbers, I protest!" Tsurumaru struggled.

"Protests are useless." Yaken picked up the bottle of [Tsurumaru Special] and filled a cup: "Brothers, pinch his mouth open."

"Mikazuki, you have to say something fair for me." Tsurumaru couldn't break free, so he asked for help.

Mikazuki looked at the petals floating into the wine cup and took a sip: "Beautiful scenery goes well with good wine, hahaha, very good, very good."

It was quite noisy over there, and you could tell they were really relaxed.

"Mr. Dazai? Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai retracted his attention and looked at Nakajima Atsushi: "What's wrong, Atsushi-kun?"

"Would you like some meatballs?" Nakajima Atsushi held up the lunch box in his hand.

Dazai put down the wine cup and left the picnic blanket, "Leave some for me. I'll go buy a bottle of wine."

"Eh? But..." But the wine we bought earlier has just been opened?

Without waiting for Nakajima Atsushi to try to stop him, he quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Dazai didn't walk far before he bought two cans of juice at a nearby store.

But after buying it, he did not go back immediately, but went around to the river.

The river breeze is a little cool, and it has a refreshing effect when it blows on your face.

Dazai fished out the two golden rings from his coat pocket.

It was given away three times, thrown away three times, and after going around in circles, it finally returned to his hands.

He stared at the two rings for a long time, but still couldn't figure out why.

What exactly is missing?

"Well..." Never mind.

Dazai threw the two rings casually, and they fell into the river one after another without even causing a ripple.

It’s so light, whether it’s the ring or the feelings, in the end there is no trace left.

Maybe, it really is God's will.

He left the unopened can of juice and prepared to go back with his opened can of juice.

However, he was relieved for only two seconds, and turned around and met the eyes of someone not far behind him.

“…” Dazai looked at her in shock: “…Haruka?”

"Good morning, Dazai." Haruka raised his bandaged right hand and waved at him.

But Dazai didn't respond to her, still standing there in a daze.

"Didn't we plan to spend Valentine's Day together?"

Qinghe remembered that Valentine's Day had not yet arrived, so she should not be late, so why did he have this expression?

Recalling Dazai's action of throwing the ring just now, she hesitated for a while and asked tentatively: "Then...I will go back and wait for notification?"

Wow, that's so strict. If we say we'll celebrate Valentine's Day together, then it means we'll only celebrate Valentine's Day?

"No need! No...I mean, let's enjoy the flowers together today." Dazai came back to his senses.

He thought of the ring he had just lost... He wondered if he could still find it if he jumped into the river to fish it out.

Dazai rarely felt guilty: "Did you... see anything?"

"Well, it doesn't fit my hand anyway, so I'm going to..." throw it away and buy a new one.

"I saw it. You threw the ring away with a cold look on your face." Qinghe actually followed him for a long time.

“I… I’m sorry…” When it came time to explain, Dazai’s clever mind couldn’t think of an excuse that could convince her.

Qinghe smiled, her blue eyes were like the sea water under the sun, clear and unreserved.

She took out her left hand from behind her back and stuffed a bouquet of red roses into Dazai's arms.

"Mom said that a normal relationship should start with a formal confession and a bouquet of flowers."

"How should I confess..."

Everyone has a first time. Let her organize her words a little more.

Come to think of it, she hasn't told Dazai her real name yet?

Then...

"Uzumaki Haruka, my name."

"Age... well."

"Love... the person I like is you."

"I want to invite you to join me in my future life. Can you date me?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Dazai was a little stunned by the direct hit. He held the bouquet in his arms and felt that something was wrong.

Eh? Are his and her roles reversed?

But a formal confession... is still quite novel.

"Okay, let's start dating seriously.