[Naruto] I love a funny guy

In Konoha's 60th year, on this day, the sky is washed blue and the wind is slightly drunk.

On the roof of a three-story small hotel, there is a famous woman standing casually with one hand on a telegraph pole protruding from the roof, and holding a delicate small wine bottle between two fingers in the other hand. She is not in a hurry to drink, just Swaying gently, a blue ribbon is tied on the forehead, tied in a knot at the back of the head, the long ribbon is mixed with the long dark blue hair, dancing slightly with the wind, with a few strands of hair blocking the She looked at the prosperous scene of Muye Village below her without saying a word of brushing it away. She guessed that she had seen enough, so the woman took a big gulp from the wine bottle. The hand on the telegraph pole took out a bag from its wide sleeve, put away the wine bottle and then disappeared from the roof with one hand.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the woman seemed to be afraid of the cold, she shrank herself into the large black robe, put her hands in the sleeves, slightly hooked her back, and walked forward step by step until she entered the tomb Garden, standing in front of the memorial monument.

When she got here, the woman straightened her back. She didn't see the laziness she had when she was on the roof, nor the slump on the road just now. Instead, she had a solemn face, her hands hanging by her sides, clenched tightly, and she didn't know what to do. After a long time, she turned around and left the comfort monument, but came to a tomb.

The woman knelt down on one knee in front of the tomb, took out the bag in her sleeve, took out three large green apples, lined up in front of the tomb, put the apples away, and then looked at the picture on the tombstone again. In the photo, it was a woman of a certain age, with a serious face, not angry but mighty. The woman who came to worship her lightly smiled and stroked the photo, raising her eyebrows.

"Mom, your favorite green apple is definitely sour and has a good taste, and it's very refreshing to bite," she said while stroking the inscription on the tombstone along the photo, "Sorry, it's been a long time Didn't come to see you."

In a daze, the lettering seemed to be a little fuzzy. She quickly raised her head, blinked, and forced back those emotions that shouldn't be there. After staying for a while, she stood up and explained to her mother in a low voice. I went to see my aunt.

My aunt's tomb is not next to her mother's. This time, although the woman in the photo on the tombstone has similar features to the woman just now, she is much younger, because the owner of this tomb moved in. At that time, it was still in the Mood for Love.

Looking at the woman in the photo smiling gently as always, her heart warmed as she knelt down on one knee. She took out something in her bag again, this time it was three books, and she stacked the three books in front of the grave. He raised his eyebrows deeply, frowned deeply, and smacked his lips in disgust.

"I said auntie, I can't read that guy anymore. Why do you like such a broken book so much? I don't know how long I will write this series of intimacy heaven. I want to read it to you every time." When I listened to it, I couldn't bear it anymore, and I said it with goosebumps all over the floor."

Although she was complaining, she still respectfully stacked up the books and placed them in front of the tomb. She tapped the paper and gently told the owner of the tomb about the guy's current situation.

"He hasn't come back all these years, and neither has that violent woman. As you ordered, I will read to you every time he writes a book... Well, it's time for me to see my eldest brother."

The woman stood up again and went to the next tomb. This time, there was a photo of a man pasted on the tombstone. The man had brown hair and a playful smile on his face, as if looking at everything was interesting.

That is her eldest brother and also her teacher.

This time, she took out a pack of cigarettes from the bag, smoked three out of it first, lit them with a lighter, and placed them in a fan shape in front of the tomb.

This time she didn't say anything, just sat in front of the tomb with her knees hugged, quietly waiting for the three cigarettes to burn out.

At this time, it was dusk, the woman rubbed the corners of her eyes, then clapped her hands and stood up, ready to leave here. When she passed a tomb, she stopped and glanced at the photo pasted on the tombstone. Goggles smiling silly boy.

"I know you're not dead, just wait, I can always find you out."

With that said, he strode away from the cemetery.

Wrapped the rope of the small cloth bag around her fingers a few times, then threw it behind her back, the woman swayed crookedly like a drunk, out of shape, wandering casually in the small town of Muye Village Then, she touched her belly, um, she was hungry, followed the scent to find the noodle shop in her memory, lifted the curtain and stepped in.

She took a strong sniff, and smiled with satisfaction. It was still the same old chef, and it still had the same taste. She sat down with a big thorn, threw the small bag on the table, leaned over to take the chopsticks, and started yelling.

"Boss, a bowl of char siew noodles."

The boss responded and got busy with her hands. While waiting for the noodles, she glanced at the seat next to her. The one who was closer to her was a golden-haired fool, who was snorting while eating the noodles. It was snoring, and people looked at it to increase their appetite. The elder brother beside him probably didn't care about the noodles in his bowl, and told the child to slow down and stop choking. At this time, her noodles also arrived. , took his own bowl with a smile, glanced at the goggles in the child's hand inadvertently, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, but it was only for a moment, then he returned to normal, and started to settle his dinner.

When her own bowl was settled, the blond boy was already holding the third bowl. She smiled, and after paying the money, she lifted the curtain and left. After leaving the noodle shop, it was already dark outside, and the night market in the town was also busy. It has already begun, the lights on both sides of the street are brilliant, like fireflies, without end, inhaling the cold air in the night, with hands behind their backs, walking on the street by themselves.

Until at a corner, he was stopped by a silver-haired man wearing a mask.

The man just leaned against the wall, looking at the book in his hand seriously by the street lamp, as if his whole attention was attracted by the book, but the woman knew that he was waiting for her.

"When did you come back?"

The silver-haired man turned over another page without looking up.

"today."

The woman's answer is also concise.

"when are we leaving?"

"today."

The fingers that were about to turn the pages of the book stopped, the silver-haired man closed the book, and looked up at the woman. One of his eyes was covered by the forehead, and the other eye was staring at her, not for a while , then bent into a crescent.

"So coincidentally, so am I."

The woman snorted, took out the small wine bottle in the daytime, leaned her back against the wall, and continued to shake her hands between her two fingers as if nothing had happened.

"Are you going to go on a mission again? Unlike me, who is no longer Konoha's ninja, he can come and go freely, and he is relaxed."

The silver-haired man had already put away the book, put one hand in his pocket instead, and leaned against the wall opposite the woman, looking at the wine bottle in her hand.

"But they will still remember Konoha's thousand poisonous hands, Hitomi Asakura."

Having not heard this name for a long time, Asakura Hitomi let out a chuckle, took a sip of the bottle with two fingers, smacked his lips, and threw the bottle into the cloth bag again. Under the orange light, the woman's hands also appeared. The ten fingers are slender, but the nails are indeed colorful. There are several circles of bead chains around the wrist of the left hand. Except for a large blood-red bead, the rest are compact dark red beads.

Hitomi Asakura shook his sleeves, put his hands in the cuffs again, and looked up at the silver-haired man opposite.

"I should go, or my stern father will arrest me again."

"Asuma came back not long ago," just as Asakura Hitomi turned around, the silver-haired man announced a series of names, "Red was promoted to Jnin three months ago, Kai asked me to duel again yesterday, and Ashiden and Shiranui Genma are now Naruto-sama's escort ninjas, and Ebisu is now Konohamaru's tutor..."

As names were mentioned one by one, Asakura Hitomi just listened quietly behind his back, until the people behind her stopped, she smiled lightly.

"Kakashi, I am no longer a fellow traveler with you."

"How could it be?" Kakashi also straightened up, "You will always be our companion."

Without further ado, Asakura Hitomi made a seal with one hand and left here. She was not joking just now, if she continued to stay here, she would really be arrested, but before she left, she went to another place.

That's Konoha's ninja school.

At night, the school was of course empty. Hitomi Asakura walked in step by step. Slowly, the surroundings seemed to change from night to daylight under the scorching sun, and the quiet school became bustling with people playing everywhere. Rough students.

Time seems to go back to 20 years ago...