[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

?The marks on Yuyue's neck quickly faded away.It was just an inconspicuous red at first, but it disappeared within two days.

She lay down in front of the mirror, twisted her neck from side to side, put her finger on the place where the mark was originally, stroked it up and down, turned around a little unhappy, and said, "It's gone."

Miss Huizi was kneeling on the short side, wiping the table with a handkerchief soaked in hot water.Without looking up, she asked, "What's missing?"

"..." Yuyue covered the bruised skin on her neck with her fingers, and did not answer, frowning as she fell into her own thoughts.

Keiko wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and threw the handkerchief into the wooden barrel filled with clear water.She sighed and said: "It's really hot, this kind of weather."

"Keiko..." Yuyue looked at her busy back and asked, "Why do I have to wear women's clothes?"

"Ah?" Keiko wrung out the kerchief and put it on the edge of the barrel, thought for a while, and said, "Because Xiao Yuyue is a girl, one day she has to marry and have children, life is so short, and she has to pretend It would be a pity to look like a boy."

"Do you have to marry and have children?" Yuyue asked.

"Well..." Keiko put her hands on her cheeks, looked upwards, and said, "It's not necessarily true. Xiao Yuyue can live well by herself.... But, when Yuyue meets someone she likes One day, I will think about marrying him, and then I will keep him."

"Marry him and keep him?" Yuyue repeated with difficulty, asking: "What if that person doesn't know when he will die?"

"Then don't marry." Huizi said bluntly: "Don't marry any sick medicine pots and the like. Oh, oh, Xiao Yuyue, I have reached this age-the age to talk about marriage. But In our family, this sort of thing is done by…”

Keiko almost blurted out the next words.

This kind of thing is usually handled by the girls' mothers.When you are seventeen or eighteen years old, you should start talking about marriage, after all, life is so short.Ordinary people are okay, maybe they can live in peace, but many of those who are called ninjas can't live to be 30 years old, and countless children died in the endless wars.

It's just that Yuyue's mother has been buried in the deep mountains, buried deep in the soil among the green swaying in the wind, and no one will care about her marriage anymore.

She has never met Yuyue's parents, and she doesn't know what kind of life experience is hidden in this girl who seems to know nothing but painting, and she doesn't know why this girl is engaged in those strange jobs.She thought for a while and said, "Didn't you bring a picture book before? The daughters of those famous families are all beautiful."

Listening to her words, Yuyue took out a picture book that was used as a clothing sample from a row of old picture books in the cabinet.Her fingers turned the yellowed pages of the book, caressing the slightly wrinkled corners of the book, she tried her best to stare at the simple strokes of the predecessors, but she still couldn't understand the relationship between the three-stroke completed face and "beauty" .

She closed the picture album, and stuffed it back with some annoyance. She turned around and said to Keiko who was holding the barrel, "When you go down the mountain, can you say something to my friend?"

×

"Xiao Yuyue has a very important matter to find you, tonight."

Hashirama was unable to figure out the meaning of this endless sentence.

He watched the girl Huizi leave hurriedly in a turban, as if she was avoiding the back of the summer sun, with a dry smile, he turned his head and looked at the impatient Fujian: "Hahahaha, maybe, there is really something important thing."

Tobima folded his arms, looked at the brother who had been smirking with dark red pupils, and finally patted his shoulder with his hand, and sighed: "It's not night yet, so please come with us first." Get those weapons out."

Hashirama looked at Toikama with a look of disdain that changed to helplessness, and she also put down her hand and walked towards the direction they came from.

The next war is at hand.

Those redundant kunai, swords, and armors that were retired from the last war and temporarily stored have also reached the time to see the light again.I don't know whether what is waiting for them this time is countless spilled blood, or eternal darkness, or the water of Nanhechuan that washes away day and night.

The scorching, dazzling sunlight dissipated from the horizon, and the setting sun bloomed a deep and shallow golden red.In a short time, the dark blue color will climb to the corner of the sky, covered with shining stars and cold moon, covering the whole land.Zhu Jian remembered the words that Yu Yue entrusted to him, and even the dinner was twice as fast as usual.

Seeing him hastily putting down his chopsticks and going to put on his shoes, Feijian waved the spoon in his hand and shouted, "Don't delay too long, brother."

"Do I look like that kind of person!" Hashirama replied sternly.

"Like." Tokama replied coldly and contemptuously.

"..." Hashirama put on her shoes and socks resolutely, refusing to take another look at the face of the younger brother who broke his heart.

×

Familiar trails and forests, rivers with little water due to lack of rain, dry trails, bushes lined with green and yellow weeds.The chirping of cicadas in summer lingers low and low among the shade of trees, rising and falling from time to time.Passing through a row of swaying green bamboo poles and green trees on the hillside, the silent moonlight falls on the curved, leaf-covered road.

"Hey, Yuzuki—"

I don't know what kind of urgent business brought him here.

After all, in two days, he will leave here again.

No way... just to see the blossoming on the top of his head before he left for the battlefield, right?

"Hashirama, you are here, blooming."

Between the pillars: ...

Standing between the pillars on the periphery of the courtyard, I lifted my feet and wanted to leave.

The person who was hiding under the shadow of the eaves came out slowly.She held the door frame of the sliding door with one hand, followed the curved path paved with bluestone slabs in front of her, and looked at the person standing at the door.The clear moonlight fell on the courtyard, and the swaying bamboo shadows swayed continuously.With one hand, she slightly lifted the hem of the skirt that was dragging on the wooden floor, raised her head, and said, "I'm just kidding."

Hashirama resisted the urge to touch his forehead.

"Hashirama, come here." She beckoned to him from afar.

A little light fell on her side face and skirt, and Hashirama found that she was not wearing her usual clothes, but a rare woman's clothes.The folded collar is painted with what seems to be a pattern of iris, and the hem is dyed in different shades of color.It's like the usual single black and white, suddenly dyed with undulating cute yellow and plum colors, which made Hashirama a little uncomfortable for a while.

"..." Hashirama was silent for a while, touched his chin, nodded and said, "Well, it's really a good thing. You finally decided to be an ordinary girl again."

Yuyue let go of the hand that was holding the hem of her clothes, and said in a low voice, "I'm still not used to it. Too much! It's hot too."

Hashirama watched her frown impatiently as she repeatedly tugged at her hem with both hands, and wanted to hold her forehead and sigh again: "...you called me, what's the matter? Other than making me bloom."

"Ah, yes." Yuyue took a step forward, but because of the unfit and too long skirt, she stumbled unexpectedly and threw herself forward.Startled, Hashirama quickly appeared in front of her and caught her body accurately.

Yuyue supported his arm, regained his footing, simply lifted the hem of his clothes with both hands and threw them behind him, trying to sit down cross-legged without any scruples about his image as usual.Because of her squatting and spreading her legs apart, the fragile fabric was almost torn apart.Zhu Jian quickly grabbed her hand, lifted her up abruptly, and said, "...let's talk about things first."

"Okay." Yuyue nodded and took a slight breath.The belt was tied too tightly, and she felt the pressure on her chest was uncomfortable.After taking a breath, she said with a blank face: "I want to give you a baby today."

Between the pillars: ...

Inter-pillar petrification in situ.At this moment, it seems that there are [-] gates spinning and making water dragon bombs.

"Yuyue, who told you something...strange things?" He tentatively and cautiously asked, "That's not good."

"No one said strange things to me." Yuyue let go of his arm, raised her head to stare into his black eyes, and said seriously, word by word: "I just want one, maybe with The kid you look like, that's all."

Hashirama covered her head, looked up at the moon in the sky that was about to hide among the clouds, and didn't know how to answer for a while.He wanted to refuse, telling Yuyue that it was wrong for them to behave like this, but at the same time he didn't want to refuse her.He wants to correct that a child cannot be conceived in one night, but according to that ♀ statement, it is indeed possible to conceive a child in one night...

Countless thoughts raced through Hashirama's mind, colliding with each other, and finally turned into the contemptuous face of the silver-haired little brother Feima: "Shut up, big brother."

So Hashirama quietly shut up.

"Hello, Hashirama." Yuyue put her hands on his shoulders, looked at Hashirama's expressionless face, frowned and said, "If it wasn't for wanting you to be the father of my child, I won't wear such troublesome clothes either. You should like girls more than boys, right?"

Between the pillars: ...

No!He doesn't like boys at all.

And Yuyue's tone means that she regards herself as half a boy!The problem is a bit big!

"I only like girls." He couldn't help correcting.

"Yeah." Yuyue nodded, reached out and directly buttoned several layers of collars and tore them off, revealing her snow-white shoulders and necks.She lifted her hair on one side, tilted her head and said to him: "You like doing this kind of thing very much, don't you? Biting my neck. As long as I can have a child like that, you can bite as you like."

"..." Hashirama really wanted to bang his forehead against the wall: "What the hell is wrong with you..."

"Nothing." Yuyue pulled the collar down a little more, and said, "When you are not around, the wound will be very painful. But it is very likely that you will die tomorrow, so I want a wound that can contain the pain." That's all, kid."