[Hokage] Fluorescent lamp

Ash told me that Anbe was a promising career.

I was wearing Anbu's special clothes, touched the short knife they issued me, and looked at him sideways.

"If you have a future, why don't you go to a ninja school to be a teacher?"

Hui looked embarrassed and laughed at me.

"Didn't you just come off the battlefield and want to change places?"

After finishing speaking, Hui You approached him in an unscrupulous manner.

"And who knows that we are destined, if it weren't for you, I guess I would stay in Ninja School for the rest of my life."

I gave him a blank look.

Who is destined for you.

If you are destined to be a scorpion, okay?

Without saying a word, I pulled the mask off my head to cover my face.

In fact, speaking of it, I’m not too used to working in Anbu. At most, I’ve changed from a mercenary to a shadow guard killer.

This feeling.

It's impossible to be a ninja and never kill people.

Too naive, this is the land of wind Sahime, not Konoha, the land of fire in Heping Village.

The first month in Anbu.

I have adapted very well.

Part of it is because Hui is still my Jonin leader. Among the colleagues in Anbe, they joked that Hui is like an old mother.

Protect me like a chicken guarding its cubs.

I do not deny this.

Another part of the reason is strength.

The quality of my Chunin of this year is uneven, the high quality is like scorpions, people look down on the work of Anbu, and they are promoted to Jōnin

Since then, I have been nesting at home and playing with puppets.I heard from him that he might go to the puppet army in the future. I don't know if it is true or not.

The ones with low quality can't pass [-] strokes under the hands of Senior Anbu.

Whenever this time, I will be especially grateful for the habit of sparring with the scorpion that I have cultivated every day.

Thank you scorpion for giving me strength.

I have joined Anbu for a month and have not encountered any danger so far.

I am not used to the knife.As long as the puppet sent by the scorpion is revealed, the situation of the battle can be reversed immediately.

The three puppets, crow, black ant, and salamander fish, can be regarded as a big killer.

I manipulated the puppet life among the many shadows to kill a bloody road full of stumps and broken arms.

like a dog.

The only thing that comforts me is that my salary is much higher than before.

It may be because the type of work is more dangerous, and every salary has become my potential coffin money.

But I didn't keep any of the coffin money, I took all of it to eat and drink with the scorpion.

After the task was over, I went to Scorpion's house as usual.

One month is enough time for me to develop the habit of walking through the window when I go to his house.

The windows of his room were never locked. I flipped through the window with ease, and ran all the way to the basement happily.

Then I pushed open the basement door.

"Are you hungry."

This is a scorpion splashed with other people's blood.

"It's okay... When I opened the door and saw you, I suddenly lost my appetite."

This is me who was also splashed with other people's blood.

There was still a large living person lying on his workbench.

But at this moment, it is estimated that there is more gas out and less gas in.

Looking at the bloody posture of the scorpion, it seems that the man has drained all the blood in his body.

It was only a while ago that I finally understood why there are always so few living people in the basement where the scorpions make their puppets.

He is a puppet.

When I first realized it, I didn’t really agree with Scorpion’s approach. After all, it turns a living person into a cold person.

The puppet of the puppet feels quite contrary to humanitarianism, and it feels disgusting to think about it.

But then the scorpion revealed that my crow was made by a living person.

Immediately I wilted.

After that, I went to work and did all kinds of murder and arson. After get off work, I followed the scorpion and did all kinds of murder and arson.

life.

He was acting as a puppet over there, and naturally put down his dagger and mask and walked over to help him.

The smell of blood is thick and sweet, on him, on the human puppet, on me, it almost smokes me

Feeling out of order.

The scorpion was also very natural. He took a clean knife from my hand and cut it off.The fat, muscles, tendons, and blood vessels under the skin were all carefully peeled off bit by bit.

The bones were replaced with puppet ball joints, and I watched as a living person turned into a lifeless

puppet.

What's even more frightening is that I didn't feel any guilt at all.

It seems that I am also a master of three views.

The human puppet is almost done, and the finishing work is left.I can't help with that delicate work, neither can Scorpion.

He intends to let me ruin his previous achievements.

Scorpion wiped the blood splattered on his face, and the sticky blood left a long red mark on his face.

He glanced at me: "Want to eat?"

I wondered in my mind whether I was still interested in food after watching these scenes.

As a result, I nodded happily.

I was just about to leave.

The scorpion grabbed my arm.

"What? Are you going to finish this before leaving?"

Scorpion frowned: "No. Change your clothes. It looks like a murderer."

I am speechless.

It's the same as saying how much better you are than me.

Although I was too lazy to change, I followed Scorpion upstairs to take a shower and changed my clothes.

My Anbe uniform was left at his house, and he washed it for me.And I put on the black robe of a scorpion.

Fortunately, we are not much different in age and shape.

In the days after my mother left, I basically shared clothes with Scorpion.

Thank God my bamboo horse bamboo horse can do housework.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became shy.

Does the clothes on me trigger the flag of my boyfriend's shirt?

No, not right.

Should it be a boyfriend robe?

...why does it sound so frustrating.

Speaking of which, I am also grateful to Scorpion.

Although I couldn't comfort him well when his parents died in battle, after my mother left, Scorpion made great progress.

Supported my spirit to a certain extent.

If there is no scorpion.

It is estimated that on the second day after my dad sealed the tailed beast in my body, I would have to kill him head-on, and then find the whole Sand Yin and me

perish together.

But Scorpion didn't seem to think that much at all.

He has always been this cold and calm look.

I walked through the sand-hidden street market holding Scorpion's hand.

"What do you want to eat?"

Scorpion asked me.The tone was so peaceful that we couldn't tell that we had dismembered a person just now.

"I don't know, how about the sushi?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you—"

Scorpion's voice stopped abruptly.

I turned my head to look at him in doubt, and found that Scorpion's gaze was fixed in a certain direction, but his warm eyes were cold and terrifying.

I followed his line of sight and looked over.

"dad……"

I couldn't help but stagnate.

Since I escaped, I haven't seen my dad again. Even if I was killed, I would never have imagined that it would be like this to meet again.

condition.

He still has the blunt and indifferent appearance, just like my mother's death, my escape, my entry into Anbu,

These things have nothing to do with him.

He came over and looked back and forth between me and the scorpion.

My hand holding the scorpion became stiff, and when the scorpion raised his hand and patted me comfortingly, I realized that I couldn’t stop.

Stop trembling.

"lamp."

He frowned without emotion.As if looking at not his son, but an unfinished tool.

My mind went blank and I couldn't hear anything but his voice.

"Come back when you've had enough."

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Update.

It can be regarded as a transitional chapter of Deng's relationship with Anbu's relationship with Scorpion, the human puppet made by Scorpion, and Deng's father.

Suddenly I feel that I should just replace the male lead with Ash...