[Hokage] Danzo, come over and kneel on the clothes board

Ah Yan first started to run in circles according to the route pointed by the mirror. His body, which had slept all night, was pulled away by the running, and his skin, which was a little cold because of the morning, became warmer.

After the warm-up, Ah Yan also found a tree to practice. At this time, the mirror had already started throwing the shuriken.The boy jumped up the tree neatly, his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he did it in one go.

For some reason, Ah Yan stared blankly at the mirror and did not move.

Seeing that two of the targets he had planned had missed, Jingzheng was thinking about the direction and movement of his throwing, recalling the feeling in his hands, and felt something strange behind him. Turning his head, it was Ah Yan who was aiming at him. Stupid.

"A Yan? Ah Yan?!"

Jing even yelled twice but did not see any response from Ah Yan, so he stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, Ah Yan!"

"Ah?!" Ah Yan was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Jing spread his hands helplessly, "I just want to ask you what's wrong? What are you thinking? You have been in a daze."

"I didn't think about anything, um, shall we practice a duel?" Ah Yan blurted out a little impatiently.

"Okay, I haven't practiced against anyone other than my father. It's just a good time to accumulate experience."

"Then start now!"

"Um……"

After speaking, the two pushed the distance away and put on a fighting posture.

Ah Yan didn't understand what was wrong with her. She seemed to want to prove something, so she hurriedly asked to fight with Jing.But what is she eager to prove?Are you no worse than a mirror?Have you worked hard yourself?

It sounds ridiculous.

Ah Yan thought a little depressed, but didn't let go of his hand, grabbed Kunai and rushed towards the mirror.

The mirror also rushed forward.

The two have just finished basic warm-up, and their physical strength is not at the peak. If any ninja is watching the battle here, they will definitely dislike their speed and strength.Jing did two hundred more kicks than Ah Yan, and his physical strength was at a disadvantage compared to Ah Yan, but his reaction was much better than Ah Yan, so he used Kunai to cut the clothes on Ah Yan's arm.

Ah Yan didn't care about his clothes being scratched, but secretly compared the two's respective abilities while attacking: speed, reaction, strength, skill, the most important factors in physical arts, all of which were excellent, and his own reaction and Strength is ordinary.

Occasionally, the crisp sound of Kunai colliding could be heard during the fight. Ah Yan stared at the face of the mirror, calmly thinking about what kind of attack he would make next—but sadly, she found that she could only rely on her wild intuition She couldn't think of anything but to attack.

It's not just the reason why she completely abandoned combat strategies in the sparring with Madara these days, but also because her mind was filled with words like "she will lose to Kagami".

She felt like her brain was going to explode.

How could it be possible to lose to a child!

Ah Yan suddenly burst out with a strong force, and the kunai in Jing's hand was hit by her, and before he could dodge, A Yan put the kunai on Jing's neck.

"Huhu..." Ah Yan panted heavily, and he could see his body undulating violently.

Jing is also panting: "I, I lost."

"No," Ah Yan shook his head and took a deep breath, "You just didn't win, and I lost."

"Uh, what's the difference?" Jing tilted his head and blinked suspiciously.

"Have."

At this moment, Ah Yan's heart is quite complicated, as if he just happened to overturn the five-flavor bottle, and the five flavors are mixed.She knew very well that she would win the mirror because she had more physical strength and her ridiculous thinking.

"Anyway, Jing looks so powerful!" Ah Yan suppressed his thoughts, tried to smile, and said in a light and natural tone, "I won't be so tired after fighting with my father."

Jing Mengmeng smiled, and he seemed to be shyly scratching his cheek with his index finger, "Maybe your father loves you, it's the same when I fought with my father, it's not that I'm good..."

"And, besides, why do you think that you, Ah Yan, are stronger!"

Ah Yan smiled awkwardly: "Really..."

"Yeah, I feel that your attack is very sharp, Yan! My father said that my reflexes are very good. He asked me to practice hard. I have practiced for a long time, but it is very difficult to avoid your attack."

"Is it because your physical strength is not as strong as mine?" Ah Yan was very surprised, why she didn't feel Jing's strenuous effort during the fight, but felt that he was more than capable.

"Well, no." Jing shook his head, and he pointed to himself, "The reaction won't take up much physical strength, not to mention that my physical strength as a boy is more than yours as a girl, our physical strength should be about the same of."

"..." Ah Yan was silent for a while, "Jing, you are the second person who recognized me as a girl besides my family." Even Uncle Ban only knew that she was a girl when she went in to deliver clothes while she was taking a bath. Girls, that's a sad truth.

For a moment, Jing felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of those who thought Ah Yan was a boy.

"Ah Yan is clear, no matter how you look at it, she is a girl."

"Probably because of my mushroom head." Ah Yan pouted.

Jing simply sat cross-legged on the ground, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha mushroom head, what a good image! Hahahahahaha!"

"...You are enough, is this funny?"

"Puff cough cough, it's not funny, it's not funny." Jingke's face was blushing, Ah Yan saw him like this, rolled his eyes helplessly, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside the mirror.

"Speaking of which, how did Ah Yan train his offensive style?"

Jing turned his head and looked at Ah Yan seriously.

"Attack method... I don't know, probably because I have improved recently in my sparring with that Uchiha's uncle."

Speaking of it, Uncle Ban did point her out intentionally or unintentionally during the fight with her, for example, where to hit her hurts the most.

"Hey, but I also practiced with my father?"

"But as a family member, there will always be water, and I am."

"...I don't think my father has put water on me at all. My father is very strict with me and doesn't let me touch the ninja forehead that was handed out." Mirror didn't look very happy.

"In this way..." Ah Yan recalled that the so-called ninja forehead guard seems not to be the symbol of Konoha later, it is probably the first batch of indeterminate products, and only those who count as high-level people have it, "King's father is Uchiha Is there anyone of status in the clan?"

"Not very clear, maybe? Father seems to be able to talk a lot in clan meetings." Jing also didn't understand.

That belongs to the elder level, Ah Yan thought to himself, but he naturally made a funny expression on his face, as if it was difficult to understand.

"Well, never mind that." Then she patted the mirror on the shoulder and blinked at the mirror: "By the way, do you want to try wearing a forehead protector?"

"Of course!" Jing nodded vigorously, then he seemed to think of something, puffed his cheeks unhappily, "But father won't agree, I can't take it secretly by myself..."

Before Jing finished speaking, Ah Yan smiled and stood up. She looked down at him with her hands on her hips, and some hot sunlight shone from behind her. From the perspective of the mirror, Ah Yan was so dazzling at this moment.

For some reason, looking at Ah Yan like this, Jing felt her heart skip a beat.

Ah Yan said so.

The huge expectation in the boy's heart was fulfilled, and even such a small thing was enough to be moved.

After promising to bring the forehead protector to the mirror, the two of them practiced the training list they had set separately until they separated around noon and made an appointment to meet at [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

Ah Yan didn't know what the hell time Weishi [-]:[-] was, but her parents knew, so they remembered the time and went home with peace of mind.

"Father, mother, I'm back!"

"Ayan is back, didn't you stay at Madara-sama's house today?" Mother's voice came from the kitchen while she was washing the vegetables.

"Well, Uncle Ban is not here today, but I met a new friend!" Ah Yan obediently arranged the shoes, and asked curiously when he saw the extra pair of shoes: "Mom, is anyone here?"

"You child, just call your mother directly, don't listen to your father, there are so many things changing names!" The mother first expressed her dissatisfaction with the child's constant address changes, and then Answer, "Your Uncle Luwen is here and is chatting with your father, you can go and ask. Also, your Uncle Luwen will stay for dinner today, and you are back, so go wash your hands to help Mom cooks."

"Yes—Mom." Ah Yan dragged his voice, ran back to his room to get home clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The original dirty look took on a new look, Ah Yan patted his cheeks with both hands, and ran to the reception room energetically: "Hello, Uncle Luwen, hello, Father."

"It's Ah Yan, why are you back today?" There was a sour taste in the father's words.

However, Ah Yan didn't hear it: "Uncle Ban is not at home today, um, the reason why I am back now is because I met a new friend."

"New friend? From the Uchiha clan?" Father's expression was not very good.

"Yes," Ah Yan nodded, and found that his father's expression was wrong, so he asked, "Father, what's wrong with you, don't you look very good?"

Father doesn't look very happy, is it because he interrupted his conversation with Uncle Shikamon?Ah Yan tilted his head.

Uncle Nara, who knew the female controller's thoughts well, laughed, and then rubbed Ah Yan's little head: "Your father is not happy because Madara let you dove, but you like Madara, so his face is strange. "

Uh... "I don't understand." Ah Yan shook his head, what's there to be angry about?

"There's nothing to understand about this." Uncle Nara waved his hand, and then he could see a hint of doing something bad on his ordinary but wise face, "Speaking of which, Ah Yan has been playing with Madara all day, what? Come to live at Uncle's house sometime, and that brat at Uncle's house is up to you to play with."

Father rolled his eyes at Uncle Nara from an angle that Ah Yan could not see.

Ah Yan was speechless after hearing this, but she still curled her lips: "I don't want it, why should I live in someone else's house when both parents are at home, and if I go to my uncle's son, it sounds really miserable!" You Is it really okay to cheat your son like this?

Ah Yan's words eased his father's expression, while Uncle Nara still smiled heartily.

After lunch, Uncle Nara left, and Ah Yan went to find the forehead protector his father promised to wear to Kagami, and went back to his room to start writing something.

At about three o'clock, Ah Yan arrived at the place he had made an appointment with Jing.And because of the arrival of the forehead guard, the two got addicted to playing ninja, and practiced the game of mutual detection all afternoon.

After the two parted, Ayan did not leave Uchiha's clan, but went to Madara's residence.

Madara is still gone.

So... Uncle Ban, is he going to hang out with the first generation of me?Ah Yan thought so.

Sighing helplessly, Ah Yan folded up what he had written at noon and stuffed it in the crack of the door before leaving.

As soon as Ayan left the Uchiha clan's clan, Madara returned to the residence.He was about to jump directly into the courtyard, but saw the paper caught in the crack of the door with sharp eyes.

He walked to the door and took out the paper. The first paragraph on it was Ah Yan's little complaint - Uncle Ban, you should write me a note anyway!

spot:"……"

He remembered the note he kept at home.

Is it because of staying with that idiot in Hashirama for so long?He was also stupid.

Maybe it's not just his clansmen who need to replenish their brains, but also himself.

Oh, by the way, I have to keep a distance from Zhujian in the future.Madara looked at the paper, thinking blankly.

The author has something to say:

Chapter 7 is poisonous!Originally, Kawenka's fast flying, finally completed the night before yesterday, and was about to upload, when I found that the gateway was disabled.Because I use wps, this software can only be uploaded if there is an Internet connection, so I thought I would go home at noon the next day and post it, but when I got home at noon the next day, my learning machine was blocked by my brother... I I have always been worried that the document could not be uploaded because the card machine was lost. When I got home at night, I found that more than 3000 words returned to the pre-liberation overnight, and it became more than 200 words. I...

Because I had an experience once, the second time I wrote it went smoothly. When I reached more than 500 words, I felt tired from sitting, so I lay down on the bed and wrote, and then fell asleep←_←

hehe.

In short, Ah Yan in this chapter is beginning to realize the existence of this world, and Jing’s sense of existence as the male second ← I always get stuck when I write about Jing, I suspect that Jing knows that I let him be the male second, so his resentment has materialized and affected I'm writing!Then foreshadowing... probably it is a foreshadowing, I wrote _(:_"∠)_

I’m so happy to have 200 favorites and 100 comments~(≧▽≦)/~Thank you, little angels, for your support. Mozha(??｀)?

Also, I found this click a bit... confusing, why

Chapter 3 and Chapter 5 have the highest clicks... Is it skipping or reading a chapter several times? [Looking confused]

Am I chattering again today? _>'

One more sentence!I don’t know if anyone has noticed that there are some contradictions in the words of the mirror cub. This is not the author’s contradiction, but to express the child’s language... Even if Kakashi is five years old, Ninja is six years old, and Chunin Itachi is seven years old, he has Hokage thinking or something... I still hope that the children in my works will look like children.