Return to the world

When the graduation ceremony was over, the ninja school, which had been noisy all day, finally quieted down.It was already evening when the sun was setting, and there was a dark golden setting sun hanging in the sky.The children running around on the campus disappeared, leaving only the empty ground. Several teachers worked together to cut the graduation ceremony banner hanging at the entrance of the teaching building. The red banner fell limply on the ground, folded into a Three stacks.

Mami pushed away the hut where she lived for nearly a year, and began to pack her luggage.

Ninja forehead, no more.

Konoha vest, no more.

I don't want the transfer letter and student roster that I used to stand on the table.

After looking carefully, there was nothing worth taking away here.Except for one child—but that was someone else's child, and she couldn't take it with her.

Mami stood in front of the mottled mirror and polished the dusty mirror surface with waste newspaper.Her appearance was reflected in the mirror. Contrary to her wishes, her appearance was not ordinary at all, and it was particularly eye-catching.Maybe next time she shouldn't wear glasses, she should just wear sunglasses and tell others that she is blind and earns her living by playing erhu and singing.

By the way, the glasses are still with Kushina, and I forgot to take them back.

You can move around without any hindrance without wearing glasses - did you accidentally give it away?

But it doesn't matter.

She's leaving here soon.

After tonight, everyone will forget her existence.Whether it is the former teammates who survived the war together, the teachers who worked together, or the close friends who took pictures together arm in arm, Takahashi Temple who suppressed his heart and wanted to propose marriage, or even the one who likes Mami-sensei very much Children will forget her completely.

There is no trace of existence, it will not appear in anyone's memory, it has been completely wiped out, and there is no chance to think of it.Her identity, whereabouts, name, and even the promise she made with that innocent child just now will all disappear completely together.

Uchiha Itachi's promise is a promise that can never be fulfilled.

The promise made by young children is also a promise that will not be fulfilled.

Perhaps tomorrow morning, Ms. Matsumoto will push open the door of this room full of complaints, yelling, "Which homeless man secretly slept here, leaving behind a pile of instant noodles and milk."

Asami closed the door and looked out the window. Hokage Yanyan was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden light danced on the rough and carved rocks.

It was almost time to go, when she heard the thirsty voice of the next human.

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"I want to get out of here and explore the outside world."

This voice is still young, with the unique freshness of teenagers, it sounds very elegant.

Therefore, the gods who heard the longing came to the world to fulfill the wishes of pious people.Brilliant light suddenly burst from the ground, leading straight to the sky, driving a road of light in the dark night, like a long step leading to the sky, and like a corridor filled with chariots and horses, respecting the arrival of the gods with a sacred heart .

The golden light seemed to have stepped through the mottled time of tens of thousands of years, with a sigh from somewhere in the history.Then, the spot of light quietly fell, gradually jumping and shrinking, and outlined a vague outline of a human figure.The complicated golden red skirts are staggered in the air, just like the eye-catching sleeves of the female emperor in the old days of peace.Long red hair, as bright as a lotus, spread over her body, and her half-drooped face was quietly raised in the gradually fading light spots.There was a mole of tears under the corner of the eye, and a bright red appeared in the half-open eyes.

"My name is Huayueyuanzhao Fenghong. Why disturb the mortals who are sleeping gods..."

Before she finished speaking, a plastic bottle rolled down from the roof and hit her directly on the top of the head—it actually hit her.The green drink bottle landed straight on the heart of the red-haired god, and then rolled down on the ground full of garbage with a "plop".

She tilted her head in a daze, opened her arms wide, and stared dumbfounded at the garbage under her feet and the plastic bottle that hit her head.She curled up her fingers slightly, and the bracelet on her wrist slipped into her cuff.

"You..." The red-haired god tightly closed his eyes, "...you actually summoned me to this place!!"

From above Meteor Street, there was a terrified cry.

The god who was hit on the head by a drink bottle no longer has the majesty of being summoned just now, and is now staring angrily at the ubiquitous garbage - moldy vegetable roots, flattened soda cans, large discarded appliances , Scattered waste paper and strangely colored sewage, there is a disgusting smell everywhere.

Not even a place to stay.

In the past, every time she came down to the world as a god, the summoners would always be on guard, using the most supreme etiquette to receive the legendary god who does not eat the fireworks of the world.Luxurious clothes, tributes, clean and luxurious rooms, ceremonies, dances, and respectful servants are all she is used to, but now...

What's up with this brat who called her to the garbage dump?

Thinking of this, she raised her head, and began to look at the instigator of this dumbfounding call—it was a black-haired boy in an old shirt, holding a book, sitting on the top of the garbage dump. On a broken sofa.

He was very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, a white cloth on his forehead, and a smile hanging on his face like a mask.Just looking at his appearance, he seems to be a humble, polite, and gentle person. If it weren't for this shabby clothes, some people might think that he is a nobleman from a famous family.

"Sorry, I let you land here." The black-haired boy closed the book in his hand, stood up from the broken sofa, jumped off the garbage mountain, and landed in a small open space.Even though the surrounding environment is terrible, he is still leisurely and calm.

He said: "I just happened to find a book from the trash, and wanted to try how to summon this god according to the book. I thought it was just a deceptive reading. I didn't expect ...It was really summoned..."

what?

Books found in the trash?

Just give it a try, isn't it true?

Originally thought it was a lie, but accidentally summoned it?

The red-haired deity became angrier the more she heard it, so she hung in mid-air, crossed her arms, and said, "Young man, your thoughts are dangerous. I need to discuss the meaning of human life with you. Life is not It should be wasted on such frivolous things as adventures in the garbage and finding treasure, which is too much waste for a short life."

The black-haired boy listened to her babbling and preaching for a long time, and then nodded in full agreement.Then he said: "You have a good point. It's just that I didn't choose to live in a garbage dump. You can look around - in this [-] square kilometers of forgotten land, there is garbage everywhere. .”

"And..." the black-haired boy smiled slightly, looking very elegant: "I have picked the place with the most favorable conditions to welcome your arrival. On Meteor Street, a place with kitchen garbage means that you can survive. This is another A field that everyone wants to enter."

Looking at the sewage flowing across the ground and some moldy bread, the red-haired god twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Well, I can barely forgive your rudeness," she said. "Tell me your name?"

"...Kurorolushiru." The black-haired boy said: "Then, your name is Huageyuan Zhaofenghong, right? It says so in the book."

"Hey, that's right. My name is Huayueyuan Zhao Fenghong." She glanced at the ground and managed to find a dry foothold.

When she fell to the ground, she changed from a rich and well-decorated noble deity to another in an instant.She was wearing plastic slippers and a T-shirt with the words "Konoha Ninja Academy Anniversary Festival". Her long red hair was tied into a big ponytail and she was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

"You can also call me Mami," she said, "I like this name better."

The deity's painting style switched too quickly, and Kuroro, who summoned the deity, was silent for a long time before accepting her instant change of clothes.Maybe Mami is right—this style of painting is more suitable for Meteor Street.

"What's the matter with you?" Mami asked, pushing on her sunglasses.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it. I just want to try out what's written in this book." The black-haired boy answered her question politely. After noticing that Mami's face turned black rapidly, he He added: "...Actually, I have a wish that I want to realize. I want to leave Meteor Street and explore the world beyond Meteor Street."

"It's late." Mami said, "I've already heard the first half of the sentence. I will definitely not help you realize your wish - I will leave after staying here for seven days. You will stay here and love each other with kitchen garbage Come on, Chrollorusiru."

"Huh?" Kuroro turned his head slightly and said, "Really?"

"Yeah." Asami nodded vigorously: "The footsteps of gods will not be stopped by ordinary humans... Wait! Kurolo, you are offending the gods! You will be punished by heaven!"

Mami shook the chains on her hands, followed the dirty and rusty handcuffs, and looked at the other person who was being handcuffed—Krollo still smiled very gently, and she didn't seem nervous or nervous at all. Looking angry."That way, you won't be able to leave here," he said.

——Should I say you are naive, or should I say you are naive?

Mami raised her arm, letting the dirty handcuffs slide to the end of her forearm.She raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you sure you want to lock me up with you for seven days? Kurolo."

"Yes." Kuroro nodded calmly.

"You're finished." Mami raised the corners of her lips and smiled quietly: "We gods don't need to excrete, we don't need to be near the toilet at all. But ordinary humans are different, you need to eat and excrete, otherwise you can't survive. Hey. Yes, let me take a closer look at Kurorolushiru squatting on the toilet at night, anyway, my hobby is to observe the smallest details of human beings."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I watched Hunter in high school. I only saw the end of the animation, and I didn’t make up the rest of it...

Although I was obsessed with the leader's beauty for a while, I don't remember the settings clearly...

If there are any bugs, just ignore them all, the hunter chapter will be over soon...... The master is Hokage