Naruto training king

Birthdays, in fact, only when I was a child would I pay special attention to this day.

On this day, his parents' tolerance for him will gradually increase. As long as you don't go too far, you can basically have a whole day of fun.

But sometimes, I see that kind of grand birthday party on TV, when many people sing happy birthday to one person in unison. Qingmi would also be curious to think about, what does it feel like to be watched?

Qingmi rubbed his sore eyes, walked to the corner of the room, and took out a spare candle in case of power outage.

Then use chakra to light a flame at your fingertips, heat the bottom of the candles, and fix them on the table.

Hinata Hinata walked to the bathroom door, hesitated for a moment, then walked in and turned off the light.

"Hinata." Kiyomi paused and then said, "Thank you."

The orange flame was reborn from the darkness. He stared closely at the candle flame, his eyes blurred, and the firelight flashed in his eyes.

Hinata stood behind him. Under the dim light, her back with thoughts on her face looked particularly lonely.

"Are you sad?" she asked uncertainly.

"Well, I miss my parents."

Kiyomi was not talking about his parents in this world, but the couple in his previous life who would celebrate his birthday after get off work.

Hinata walked to Qingmi and sat down, and looked at the candle flames with him in a daze: "Children need the presence of adults to support their souls."

"But where adults can't see you, Qingmi, you have been pretending to be our adult."

"Naruto, Sasuke, Neji and I are all able to continue walking on our own paths because of your praise."

Qingmi picked up the kitchen knife and said while cutting the cake: "Then what I did is pretty good."

The cake was baked to a soft and fluffy texture, with various fruits cut by Hinata sandwiched in the middle, and the cream was spread very thinly. Once you take a bite, it won't taste greasy, but it will be filled with the crisp sound of fruit exploding.

"delicious."

Just like Hinata said just now, Qingmi has never been stingy with his praise.

Seeing him eating, Hinata couldn't help but laugh: "Then you who have been pretending to be an adult, who should you praise?"

"Maybe it's the Six Paths Immortal. Isn't that why the Pure Land exists?" Qingmi said vaguely, chewing something in his mouth.

Hinata was stunned for a moment and remained silent.

"What's wrong?" Qingmi asked.

"That's too long."

Hinata looked into his eyes and continued: "If you have to wait until death to get praise, that would be too long. As you said, people should think more about good things."

Qingmi was slightly moved, and he couldn't help but pause while chewing the fruit: "Then...Hinata, come and praise me."

After hearing his words, Hinata was silent for a while, then turned to look at Zhu Yan.

"If Hinata doesn't want to do it..."

"No," Hinata shook her head and interrupted, "I just don't know how to praise you."

The firelight flashed in Hinata's eyes, and her vision gradually became blurred.

I don’t know what she is thinking?

Qingmi laughed, then continued to pick up a piece of cake and stuff it into his mouth.

He and Naruto had dinner first and then went to the training ground to practice, but after experiencing Jiraiya's torment later, they felt a little hungry now.

At this moment, Hinata suddenly stood up, walked behind him, raised her hand and touched the top of his head.

At the same time, Hinata's voice also reached his ears: "In the past, when I was tired from practicing and hiding in the yard alone, my mother would touch my head like this and say to me, 'Hinata, You've worked hard.'"

Feeling the feeling coming from his head, Qingmi was slightly stunned: "Hinata, thank you."

ten minutes later.

Kiyomi turned on the light and tidied up the living room with Hinata.

When clearing the plate, he reached out and spread some cream on the plate, and then wiped it on the tip of Hinata's nose when she wasn't paying attention.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

It’s true that desserts can make people feel better.

After throwing the garbage into the trash can on the roadside, Kiyomi offered to take Hinata home.

On the dark road, he looked up at the moon.

They say that when you raise your head to look at the bright moon, you lower your head to miss your hometown.

But at this moment, Qingmi's mood was very light, maybe because he had something worth worrying about here.

"Um?"

Qingmi felt something strange and looked down at his waist.

Hinata was bending over and fiddling with something on his waist. Looking from Qingmi's angle, she could only see her long purple hair pouring down like the Milky Way.

"alright!"

She shouted in a light tone, then pulled away, and her long purple hair flicked away from his body.

As her hand loosened, Qingmi felt a tightening in her waist, as if something was hanging on her.

"This is……"

Qingmi picked it up and took a look. It was a red guard with the two characters "Peace" written on it.

Hinata looked up and down and said, "Mom asked for this at the Fire Temple, and now I give it to you."

Qingmi gently brushed the surface of the wooden sign with his thumb and smiled: "Will the gods agree to the blessing conveyed in this way?"

"If the gods don't agree...then I will have to bless you."

Qingmi tilted his head, put his face in front of Hinata, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Oh? Hinata means...are you going to be my god?"

"I don't have that ability yet!" Hinata's tone was narrow, sounding like a delicate defense.

"In other words, if Hinata has the ability, would you like to be my god?"

"snort!"

Hinata clenched her fist, touched Qingmi's shoulder, and then ran into the house without looking back.

After returning home, Qingsi took off his clothes and then took off the royal guard tied around his waist.

He felt that it was a bit troublesome to attach this thing to his clothes. He had to pay attention to it every time he changed clothes, and it also felt distracting when fighting.

So I held the red string and thought about where it would be more appropriate to wear it.

First, I circled it around my wrist, but I felt that the wooden sign was a bit too big for my wrist.

But at this moment, as he looked at the red rope on his wrist, something else popped into his mind.

Little rubber band.

It is said that girls hang a small rubber band on boys' wrists, which means "to keep those coquettish bitches away from you."

In addition, this afternoon, Hinata caught him and Izumi cuddling, and the more Qingmi looked at it, the more he felt that the guard looked like a small rubber band.

He couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, he suddenly saw a shadow appearing next to him.

People are behind him!

Qingmi pinched the guard with his left hand, slipped out a kunai with his right hand, turned around and stabbed him.

"who!"

He scolded, and at the same time, the kunai in his hand cut through the air without hitting anyone.

"Master, it's me." Quan's voice came from the darkness in the living room.

Then, she opened her hands and walked up to Qingmi with a completely unguarded attitude.

"It is you."

Kiyomi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and threw the kunai onto the target hanging on the wall, then sat down on the bed and stuffed the kunai under the pillow.

"Why is there no movement at all with your pupil technique? It will scare me to death if you keep doing this."

Izumi sat on her knees in front of him, with her hands folded in her lap.

Compared to the embarrassed appearance after the battle in the afternoon, she looked much cleaner now.

He changed into a set of all-black clothes, without any identification marks on his body. He also took off the rebel forehead protector on his forehead, and tied his long black hair behind his back.

"My pupil technique can switch its own state. After using the pupil technique, I will enter a state where I can't interfere with reality, and I can't be interfered by reality..."

"Wait!" Qingmi quickly interrupted her, "That's it, don't say it."

There was no expression on Quan's face, just like a machine. When Qingsi asked her to stop, she stopped immediately.

Generally speaking, people who want to show their loyalty will rush to say something, but Quan has no such idea. She actually doesn't care whether Kiyomizu believes in her.

Qingmi pointed to the living room: "Go and bring a chair over, sit and talk to me. I like a more relaxed atmosphere."

"yes."

Quan got up and walked to the living room, moved a chair and sat in front of Qingmi.

Qingmi looked her up and down. Listening to what Izumi said just now, he felt that this eye technique was a bit like the divine power of Uchiha Obito.

Obito's Kamui teleports his body into the Kamui space, and then leaves a projection in the real world, thereby creating a "penetration" effect, which is considered a passive effect.

If Obito wants to interfere with the real world, his body must materialize. Quan's pupil technique also looks like this, but she doesn't seem to even leave a projection.

But Quan said again in the afternoon that her eyes told her to leave. Could it be that this pupil technique also has the passive ability to seek good luck and avoid evil?

Qingmi felt that the atmosphere was too awkward with his eyes wide open, so he started talking:

"What did you do after you left the training ground this afternoon?"

"Go home, take a shower, and have dinner with mom."

Izumi's expression was still lacking, and Kiyomi didn't know how to answer.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become more awkward.

Qingmi's hands randomly touched the bed, and happened to touch Yushou under the pillow.

For some reason, he felt that the cold wooden sign was a bit hot to his hands.

"That... between you and Itachi..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qingmi suddenly felt that his mouth was a little hot.

I really can't speak. I won't pick up any pot.

But Izumi didn't seem to care, and instead said very calmly: "Itachi killed me, Konoha forced it."

Qingmi was silent for a moment. It seemed that Quan didn't need any special care from him.

"Then you hate him?"

Izumi shook his head slightly: "I don't hate him. Anyone who stood in Uchiha Itachi's position would be driven crazy."

Maybe it was because of Itachi. Although Izumi still lacked expression, he spoke a few more words.

"What about your rebel forehead protector?" Qingmi asked again.

"In my arms." Quan replied, and before Qingmi could open her mouth, she added, "I don't hate Konoha either. All right and wrong in this world are determined by one's stance."

"From Konoha's standpoint, in order to prevent Uchiha's coup, killing me is the simplest and most effective solution."

Qingsi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Quan could see things quite clearly now.

"and you?"

"I am your retainer, and my position is your will." Quan replied.

At this moment, Qingmi probably understood Quan's thoughts.

The education a ninja has received since childhood is nothing more than doing everything for his family and village.

For Quan, in one day, she learned that her family was about to be destroyed, and that the village was the culprit. She also experienced a tortuous story in which her lover killed her with her own hands.

She was supposed to be dead, but for unknown reasons, she automatically used Izanagi and came back to life.

Mangekyō Sharingan, also known as the eye of spiritual reflection.

Judging from her eye skills, Quan is probably confused. Because this world is so magical and bizarre that she can no longer see clearly, so she awakens a pupil technique that turns herself into an observer.

If Kiyomi hadn't appeared there, she would have probably become a real wandering spirit and watched "Naruto" from the perspective of a bystander.

This kind of ending is really tragic.

But by mistake, Qingsi wanted to collect her body, which caused Quan to embark on another road of no return at a fork in his life.

She chose to give up thinking and entrusted herself to Qingmi.

"Quan." Qingsi looked at her, a pair of pure white eyes like a deep pool.

Izumi's eye skills are very important. With her, the entire ninja world will no longer have any secrets to defend Kiyomi.

Speaking more broadly, Orochimaru's research data and the forbidden techniques in the Book of Sealings, bring them to you!

On a more minor note, what color tights are Xiaonan wearing under her Xiaonan robe?

Of course, the above is just Kiyomi's conjecture. After all, Izumi's eye is just a Mangekyō Sharingan, and this pupil technique must have limitations.

Quan nodded slightly and said, "I'm here."

"I want you to be my eyes, and I will make you see the world clearly, everything beneath the water's surface."

Faced with such great trust from Qingmi, Quan's expression remained calm: "I understand."

Qingmi was not surprised, and just asked: "What's the name of your eye technique?"

"There is no name, but the owner can give it one."

"Should I choose a name?" Qingsi was stunned for a moment, then he held his chin and started thinking.

The Uchiha clan names the Mangekyou Eye Technique after the gods, but Hinata Kiyomi is not a local, so he doesn't know who the local gods are.

But Qingmi thought about it again, and Izumi was incompatible with this world anyway, so it might be okay if he didn't follow the style of the local god.

So he coughed lightly, sat upright, and said, "Heavenly Eye."

According to legend, the third eye of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun has the magical power to discern the origin of things and see clearly confusing illusions.

Then I will dare to take offense and give Quan's pupil technique a name in the name of Zhenjun's heavenly eye.

I hope she can see this bizarre world clearly.