Hokage Doujin - Spring Water Ding Dong

In the early morning, the dense and emerald green bushes are smudged by the overnight dew, which makes people more intoxicated.All the birds were still asleep, and a white sparrow fluttered out from among the bushes, its wings wet with dew spread flat in the wind, and it went far away.

Quanzhu stood quietly, holding the still wet tree trunk with one hand, the rough touch was transmitted directly to the central nervous system through her fingertips, but she clenched her five fingers even more, as if reminding herself in this way.

"Let's go." The figure fell, and the silver-gray long hair followed half a step behind his head, and stuck it to the back of his neck.Shuo Mao stood up and stretched out his hand.

Sensing the approach of the heat source, Quanzhu's left hand on the side shrank back a bit, raised his eyes and bumped into Shuo Mao's eyes, then hesitantly relaxed again, and let him hold it, but only put the cold five fingers into the palm of his hand. For a moment, it still trembled, as if trying to pull back.

However, Shuo Mo had already clenched his hand.

He smiled reassuringly, and closed his eyes while stretching out his other hand, only letting the other party see the most familiar and warm smile.

Quan Zhu frowned slightly, the hand that was holding the tree trunk had fallen into the broad and dry palm.She could only turn her head reluctantly, through the heavy morning fog, she didn't know if she could see where she was concerned.

"At our speed, we are already far away from Konoha." Sakumo said as if seeing what Quanzhu was thinking.After a pause, he raised his eyes, his deep eyes were as calm as stagnant water.

Quan Zhu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and turned his head involuntarily, looking back at the handsome face in front of him as if indifferently, resolutely.

Sakumo smiled and said softly, "I only told you not to hate, but I never asked you to protect Konoha after me."

"So, your death is really..." After many years, Quanzhu picked up the doubts of the year again.

"That's right." Sakumo nodded, "Then you still stick to Konoha?"

"...Suomo, I'm not guarding Konoha." After a pause, Quanzhu said so.

"what is that?"

"It's...my persistence." Quan Zhu waited, "Suo Mao, I have to say, after you left, my world is no longer just you."

"I don't understand, you mean... because Kakashi is in Konoha?" He paused for a moment, looking straight into Izumitake's eyes, trying to find some answers.Suddenly, he smiled, "Kakashi looks like me?"

Izumotake looked at him quietly, nodded slowly, then shook his head, his gaze met the person opposite, "It's also because Izumo is there, Zitetsu is there, Hongdou is there, Iruka is there, Tsunade is there , Jiraiya is there, Lujiu is there... Gale is there, Xiyan is there, Water Song is there, Naruto is there..."

Since then, there have been so many reasons for her to stay in Konoha.

No, she has always understood that the meaning of her existence is to protect everyone she cares about, but the number of people she cares about is increasing.

"..."

We are speechless.Gradually, "Suo Mao" showed a puzzled look on his face.

However, Quanzhu took a deep look at him, and slowly opened his lips: "I swore to Tsunade that I would not show mercy." This sentence was like muttering to himself, as if Quanzhu was speaking to Shuo Mao at the same time. , also reminding myself.

"... Heh." The tall and handsome silver-haired man lowered his head and smiled self-mockingly, and opened his hands lightly.

Without waiting for a moment, Quanzhu pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist with a "shua" the next moment he withdrew his hand, and the sharp blade reflected a dazzling light under the first ray of sunlight piercing through the clouds.

It's a pity that the first move after showing the knife failed to seize the opportunity.Shuo Mao easily dodged the knife wind, raised his eyes to look at Quanzhu with slightly painful eyes, and then froze immediately.

Quickly dodging a few steps back, Sakumo pulled out the white tooth blade that he had never returned after taking it back from Kakashi, and confronted Izumitake not too close or far away.

"Is this what you said 'merciless'? You didn't take this knife seriously at all." Shuo Mao had never shown such a mocking smile to Quan Zhu, "Quan Zhu, when did your oath become so unreasonable?" Reliable."

"No, it's because I don't owe you any favors." Quanzhu replied flatly, and raised the sword again.

Shuo Mao was stunned for a moment, and then a mocking arc climbed up the corner of his mouth again, this time for himself.

"Thank you, I didn't do anything in Sand Ninja Village."

"..." Shuo Mao pursed her lips, "I thought I wouldn't be murderous now."

"You don't have the murderous aura of a human being, but you have an aura that may not be discernible to others, but I am very familiar with it." After the words fell, he stopped talking.Quanzhu raised the sharp blade again, and the sun hit the blade. This time, maybe he will not show affection any more.

"It's up." Whoever said it softly, still in such a tacit understanding, bent his knees and jumped out of sight in an instant.I still remember back-to-back running in different directions back then, but now I turned around and left my back with no murderous air.

The cold blade hit each other again and again, the metal was almost hot in the constant friction, and the rising sun made the shining blade bright and dazzling.

"Qiang" the two knives touched again, and quickly retreated several feet away with their masters.

"Heh, heh..." After fighting for a long time but unable to tell the winner, both of them couldn't help feeling a little tired, and each took this opportunity to rest for a while.

"It's useless, we are too familiar with each other's moves." Shuo Mao said while panting.

"That's hard to say, you've regressed a lot..." Quanzhu's breath became even more unstable, but he was unwilling to admit defeat.

"...haha." After hearing this, Shuo Mao looked up at Quan Zhu and smiled, then stood up and said with a smile, "Quan Zhu, you still have this temper."

"Is there? I think my temper is much better." Quanzhu shrugged, "You have to know, it's getting harder and harder now."

"Heh..." Shuo Mao couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I met you when I was so bad-tempered, I'm sorry." The fight was only an intermission, but the two chatted like old friends.

"I didn't say you have a bad temper." Shuo Mao smiled tolerantly, just like the attitude he used to show whenever someone made a mistake and made a small move, "Actually... Quanzhu, I am very glad that you accompanied me Two years, that was the happiest time of my life."

"..."

"Quanzhu, thank you." Shuo Mao said sincerely, his eyes soft.If this was more than ten years ago, how wonderful it would be.

"... Cough, Shuo Mao..." Quan Zhu cleared her throat, but she didn't speak for a moment, as if she was choked up, "You know what? These words are not suitable to say now."

"I know." He nodded, "but there is no more suitable time."

When we are close, we must seize the time to be happy; when we are separated, where is the time?

So, there is no better time.

"Or, come with me, Quan Zhu." Shuo Mao said again.

This seems to be a very tempting invitation, like a playful child who can't stand a soft call from downstairs and gets restless.

But we are no longer children.

"I sometimes think about it." Sakumo looked at Izumitake's calm eyes and opened his lips in a trance, "If you grow up from a child like Kakashi, we..."

"Maybe there will be no 'us'." Quanzhu said calmly, but his heart was like a clear pool disturbed by a group of children.

"You're right." Shuo Mao's eyes gradually focused, and the breath of the two of them calmed down in a short time.

This is the second before the sun comes out completely.In the blink of an eye, the two shadows disappeared under all the sunlight.

Confess with blood on his face. . .

Kneel down for myself who has persisted in writing this article since 2008. I feel that five years have passed in the blink of an eye. My sister has not only finished the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, but even the two finals of the freshman year. I have passed the exam, but unexpectedly, I can continue to fill in this hole. . .In fact, I also have a little bit of the spirit of a hot-blooded manga protagonist, right? !

Then I solemnly kowtow to those who are still chasing this article (it seems that someone has been following this article for a long time), ah no, now you should be called masters TUT, you are the protagonists of the hot-blooded comics who persevere Savior!

SO, now I'm back with blood all over my face, the goal is still (still ⊙﹏⊙b sweat) - the end! ! ! (Fuck, it's been five years!)

To be honest, I never thought of completing such a huge project when I opened each hole. . .The duration is even worse than Changchun's urban construction (forgive me for wanting to complain about Changchun for a long time...).But even so, every time I look at the manga, I will still press "publish new article" decisively in my brain. Thinking about it, I was too young at that time, but it's so good to be young.

But being young is also a tragedy for me now. . . .

Fuck!Whenever I go back to review my essays, I will be overwhelmed by the logic of the brain-dead dialogues and the descriptions of nonsense, and I want to grab the ground with my head!With tears in my eyes, I said why I dared to write when I was so young, which was exactly the sentence that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?In contrast, no matter how excited I am now, I will automatically take a deep breath to suppress the urge to open a hole after three seconds. Sometimes I don’t know whether growing up is lucky or miserable.

BUT a folder is still the same sentence, text, I will not give up; pit, I must fill it in!So my binder is back oh ha ha ha ha ha! ~

As for the immature past, let’s let it clear for the time being. How about I turn around and revise the article after I fill up all the pits? , please give me strength! ! ! !

PS: Please make up your own imagination for the expression of a certain folder typing in front of the computer and the flames behind it.above.