[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

?The watermelon head that has been maintained for many years no longer exists, and even the flat bangs have degenerated into two strands of hair hanging on the forehead.Hashirama herself didn't notice the change in hairstyle, but every time Yuyue saw Hashirama, she would pick up her little scissors and run after Hashirama, wishing to immediately repair his black long straight back to youth on the spot Filled with watermelon heads.

The famous painter on the mountain almost practiced a haircut skill for the watermelon head.

Of course, Hashirama just pretended to be chased by her.After all, he only needs to lightly move his hands, and Yuyue's scissors will be in his hands.And once the other party loses the scissors, they will automatically enter the silent mode, and just look at Hashirama with a blank face, and their eyes are cold.

Rather than being stared at by her every time, it would be better to be chased by her with small scissors...

Hashirama also thought about diverting the other party's hobbies as a friend, so that Yuyue would not be too obsessed with watermelon hair and embark on the road of self-cut hairstyle.For example, he tried to teach Uzuki ninjutsu, but Uzuki couldn't refine Chakra at all, and couldn't feel what Chakra was.Another example is when he took Yuyue to the Nanhe River for fishing, Yuyue picked up a stone, weighed it, put it down, and said, "It's boring. Only you like such childish things."

Hashirama felt bitter.

He has long passed the age of playing with his friends on the Nanhe River. If it wasn't for taking care of this boring girl whose only fun is chasing people with scissors and cutting their hair, he wouldn't have come here.

After thinking about it, Hashirama still lowered his head resignedly, and said, "The hair grows longer, but it still feels the same to the touch."

Yuyue threw away the pebble in her hand, stared at his long black hair suspiciously, and said, "You have lost the watermelon head, so can it still feel the same? Don't lie to me."

"How could it be different!" When Hashirama bent down, he could just put his head in front of her: "Of course it feels the same."

Yuyue tried to put her hand on the top of his head, and when she touched it, the touch was as smooth as it was back then.

knead knead knead knead...

Hashirama regretted it.

After the hair grows longer, it is more inconvenient to comb than the watermelon head. Sometimes when I go out to the battlefield, my black hair is a mess when I come back, and it is full of the smell of wind, sand and blood.Now it's under Yuyue's claws again... the evening festival will not be guaranteed.

Thinking, Hashirama straightened up.

Yuyue's hand slid down from the top of his head, she stood on tiptoe and wanted to struggle for the last time, but she could only just reach the top of his head, and she couldn't ravish|ravage the other party's hair unscrupulously like before.She maintained this posture and said in a low voice, "It's so high."

Hashirama looked down at her stretching out her arms and tiptoes, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.He easily put his hands on Yuyue's head and said, "Of course. I have grown taller."

When Uzuki first met Hashirama, he was not as tall as Uzuki.Now that many years have passed, Yuyue's stature has never moved.On the contrary, the gap between the pillars grew taller and taller, and Yuyue gradually had to raise her head to look up at him.Every time Hashirama walked in front of him, he could easily block a lot of light for her.

It is still very useful in summer.

If there are four pillars, it can prevent wind in winter.Unfortunately, there is only one column...

Hashirama didn't know what Yuzuki was feeling melancholy about, but put her head on top of her head, and found that Yuzuki's hair was already waist-length unconsciously.The same is black and straight, so...

The opponent's kneading must be more difficult than his.

Thinking of this, Hashirama violently scrunched her hair as if in revenge, feeling the dullness of being bullied by this friend for many years suddenly released.Before he could deliver his victory speech, Yuyue raised her head and stared at him with cold eyes.

Looking at her expressionless face, Zhu Jian immediately reacted in his heart.

No, the pretty girl is angry.

Sure enough, the other party turned around and left in the opposite direction. With a mess of long black hair on his head, he stepped on the shallows by the river and walked towards the forest.Hashirama chased after her and shouted a few times, but she didn't get a response.

Hashirama followed her, and the two of them walked through the forest one after the other to a trail near a nearby town.It was the busy farming season when there was no war, and many villagers passed by carrying farm tools and medicine baskets.A few plainly dressed girls with headscarves passed by with their arms around the barrel.They stopped beside Yuyue and asked curiously: "What happened to Yuyue's hairstyle today?"

"Suddenly became chaotic, it's not the same as you before."

"Although the hair is so messed up...but he still looks so handsome."

"Yuyue, are you married? You are not young."

The laughter of the girls made Yuyue quicken her pace and walked towards the mountain where her home was located. In fact, she wished she could snatch the scarves from the girls' heads and wrap her hair, but unfortunately she didn't dare to do that, for fear of She snatched other people's headscarves, and the girls were about to shout to get married.

The source of all evil and the culprit Hashirama followed her all the way to the familiar house, trying to make a final struggle to save this friendship that was in jeopardy because of the hairstyle: "Hey——shall I help you comb your hair?"

Zhu Jian originally guessed that she would ignore him, after all, Yuyue would ignore others for a long time when she was angry.Regardless of whether it is raining or not, she will directly ignore the existence of others.Moreover, this treatment is exclusive to Hashirama, and the girl Keiko who helps to clean will not be treated coldly by her.

But this time, the other party turned around, nodded quickly and said, "Okay. You said it."

Between the pillars: ...

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At first, Hashirama regretted his quick talk, but later he felt that it was nothing.

After all, he is Hei Changzhi, and the other party is also Hei Changzhi.

Taking care of Hei Changzhi is what he is best at!Every morning, Hashirama combs his hair at the speed of light, and then devotes himself to the new day's training with his brother Tomama with the greatest enthusiasm. The long black hair is floating in the morning light, and the arc is so perfect that he can directly draw Tomama's face.

"Get ready! I'm going to fuck." Hashirama said as she picked up her comb.

Yuyue: "...are you an idiot?"

Yuyue's black hair is more comfortable than he imagined, it feels like a fine silk.The pure color of black seems to be dyed with the best ink.She combed her long hair down to the end of her hair hanging behind her waist, and the clean and delicate skin under her collar could be seen in the moment she pulled it back.Maybe it was because of that hasty glance that stirred something that shouldn't be, Zhu Jian suddenly remembered that Yuyue was a girl.

He let down the black hair tied with his hands, covering the nape of her neck.Hashirama asked, "Have the injuries on your hands healed?"

Yuyue heard the sound of him putting down the comb and knew that he had finished his work.So she turned around dawdly, rolled up her cuffs, and said, "It's been a long time ago, but it still hurts."

"How could it be?" Hashirama was a little puzzled, but seeing Yuyue's expression returning to normal, he thought with some relief that he had finally escaped, avoiding the fate of being hunted down by a famous painter with scissors: "I was Madara stabbed her once, and now it’s all healed, and it doesn’t hurt.”

"I don't know." Yuyue murmured, put down her cuffs, and said, "Probably, it won't hurt so much only when you are here."

Zhu Jian was startled, touched his head and giggled: "How could it be, I'm not a cure."

"You are." Yuyue lowered her head: "You are my good medicine."

"Treat me as medicine, isn't it good?" Hashirama couldn't help but said, "I'm a human being."

"That's right." Yuyue nodded indifferently when she heard his words, and said, "You are medicine, and the person who takes the medicine will be poisoned."

Between the pillars: ...

Having known each other for so many years, everyone's hairstyles have changed, but the only thing that remains the same is Yuyue's dislike for him.

This kind of contemptuous and ubiquitous dislike feels like Yuyue will break up with him in a second, and it is easy to remind him of a lawless younger brother in his family...

"Uzuki." Hashirama put his head in front of him and asked, "Why haven't you counted recently? Last time I counted to more than 730, I heard it."

"..." Yuyue was silent for a while, then said, "Because there is no war."

When there is no war, Hashirama will come to play with her.That way, you don't have to pass the boring time with counting.

When the war broke out, Hashirama concentrated on fighting.

Hashirama couldn't appreciate the connection between war and counting, so he could only laugh silly.After a long time, he realized that Yuyue was smiling at him with contempt again.

unacceptable! !

Could it be a little majestic! !

After all, he is also the most prestigious ninja in the current Mori Senju Clan, and also the future patriarch!How can I be despised by a little girl who can only paint here!

Hashirama decided to revive his reputation.

"Yuyue, I'm very good on the battlefield." Zhu Jian put his hands together and made a few seals: "Look! Mu Dun!"

Hashirama waved the wooden stick that came out of his palm, dangling in front of Yuyue: "I can make one that is ten times bigger than this one.—Isn't it powerful? I rely on this trick to protect me The people of the clan are protected from death... And, I have a wish. After I take over as the patriarch, I will stop the war with the Uchiha clan and let everyone live together and live together."

Yuyue poked the wooden stick in his hand with her fingers, showing a somewhat surprised expression.

Seeing his expression, Hashirama restrained herself from laughing again.

"It's very useful." Yuyue said, "It can be used to build a house."

Between the pillars: ...

The famous wooden escape ninja of the Qianshou clan, the future patriarch of the Qianshou clan who has elegant, perfect black hair and shoulders the hope of future peace, is actually a house builder in your eyes? ! ?