Naruto training king

Hinata Kiyomi doesn't like bathing in hot springs with strangers, so he always bathes alone in the private room on the second floor.

He didn’t know how long he slept, but every time he woke up from the warm and healing hot water, he couldn’t help but sigh:

"It would be nice if someone came and pressed my buttons..."

"Then - how about letting me massage Brother Qingmi?"

Hearing that someone was about to massage herself, Qingsi, who had just woken up, nodded subconsciously.

"Um...wait!"

He opened his eyes suddenly and looked back. Hinata Hanabi, who should have appeared in the women's bath, was now scratching at the door of his private room, revealing her little head.

"Why are you here?!"

Hanabi pursed her lips and smiled, jumping out from the door frame. She was wearing a red bathrobe, with her wet hair hanging casually behind her back, and she looked very cute.

"Because I waited in the hall downstairs for a long time but didn't see Brother Qingmi, so I asked the boss to ask for your private room. When I came up, I saw that brother was indeed asleep."

Hearing this, Qingsi turned his head and looked out the window. The blue sky had been dyed into the color of dusk.

He took his hand out of the water, and the skin on his fingertips had already wrinkled and turned white: "Did I sleep for so long?"

"Next time something like this happens, just ask the boss to come up and call me."

After that, he checked the bath towel tied around his waist, and then supported the edge of the pool with his hands.

Just as he stood up, he heard Hanabi behind him say: "But in that case, wouldn't I miss the moment when Kiyomi-nii comes out of the bath?"

Qingmi put his left hand on his waist and held the bath towel. He put his right hand on his forehead and shook his head slightly: "I mean, do you want to stand here and watch me change clothes?"

"If Brother Qingmi allows you..."

"Not allowed!"

Before she finished speaking, Qingsi couldn't hold himself any longer. He raised his hand and pointed outside: "Go to the lobby on the first floor and wait."

"If you don't allow it, don't allow it. What's the point of being fierce? Hmph!"

Hanabi muttered, her eyes lingering on his exposed upper body for a moment, and then left from the door of the private room.

"well--"

Qingmi sighed, walked to the side and picked up a dry towel to wipe his body.

After changing clothes, I walked downstairs and saw Hanabi sitting on the bench. She seemed to be humming a song, her body was swaying to the rhythm, and her two short legs were swinging one after another.

Seeing him coming down, Hanabi immediately jumped down from the chair and held his hand.

The boss was sitting at the door, still playing with the bright yellow summer chrysanthemums.

Passing by him, Qingsi raised his hand and said hello: "Sorry, I stayed there for a long time, so it didn't affect your business."

"How could it be? As long as Mr. Qingmi has a good rest." The boss smiled and waved goodbye to the two of them.

Kiyomi didn't pursue why the boss leaked the location of his private room to a little girl. After all, there are many ways for ninjas.

"Is there anything you want to eat Hanabi?"

She tapped her lips and glanced upward: "Um...can we grill the meat?"

Kiyomi nodded: "Of course, no problem. Speaking of which, I haven't eaten Akimichi's barbecue for a long time."

Then the two of them walked towards the BBQ Q. Along the way, Hanabi was humming an unnamed tune, maybe she made it up and sang it herself.

His right hand was held by Qingmi, and his free left hand swung in large and small movements.

It can be seen that the child is in a good mood.

As if noticing his gaze, Hanabi suddenly stopped singing in her throat, and turned to look at him: "Hey, that's a strange big brother's gaze."

Hinata Kiyomi: ...She was obviously very cute just now, so why did she open her mouth to speak?

"Are you so happy every day?"

"Of course~"

Blown by the summer evening breeze, Hanabi's hair had dried. Her long black hair was gently rippling with the evening breeze, and her signature long bangs hung on the high tip of her nose.

The bridge of her nose seems to be a little higher than Hinata's...

Qingmi shook his head slightly, put away these miscellaneous thoughts, and then sighed: "I really envy Hanabi. If only I could be so happy every day."

After saying that, he looked down at Hanabi, with an expression on his face that seemed to say: Comfort me.

However……

"That's not okay!" She held her head high, not like a caring little cotton-padded jacket at all.

"It's really not cute at all."

Qingmi couldn't help but mutter, and then asked curiously: "Why can't I do it?"

"Because~" Hanabi deliberately dragged out her long voice, with a hint of coquettishness, "If Kiyomi-nii doesn't go to sleep at night, how can I, little Hanabi, be happy every day?"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Hearing this, Qingsi almost wanted to applaud her: "Even if the sky falls, you're totally counting on the tall guy to hold it up, right?"

"If Hanabi was left to worry, wouldn't Kiyomi-nii have grown so tall in vain?"

"Discharge!"

Qingmi smiled and shook his head, leading her into the door of Barbecue Q.

A smile is contagious.

After sending Hanabi home, Qingmi walked home alone and started singing unconsciously.

"Recalling the past, I will never dry up in tears, and the colorful hydrangea in the colorful building made a good match..."

As he sang, Hinata Kiyomi himself laughed angrily.

I can't help it, when I sing, I can't help but think of that adult, and even my voice will move in this direction unconsciously.

The land of the Thousand Hands Clan.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Temari standing on the stone steps that was much higher than the road.

Under the dim street lights, the soft light completely outlined the girl's figure. Her beige hair hangs down on both sides of her forehead, and is tied into a low ponytail behind her head.

She always likes to wear tighter clothes, saying that it is easier to deal with battles that may happen at any time, and this style of dressing has also affected her regular clothes.

Wearing orange slim-fitting short sleeves on the upper body, the waist design makes the bulging chest look particularly attractive. The gray-black shorts on the lower body reveal half of the plump thighs and smooth and shapely calves, showing the girl's youthfulness.

Qingmi's eyes fell on Temari, with a faint smile on his lips: "Why are you here?"

Temari opened and closed her mouth, took half a step forward, came to Kiyomi, stood on the steps and looked down at him.

"I'll wait here for you to come home."

Her voice was very soft, with a tangled flavor that sounded awkward.

Is there any knot in this?

But it was fine half a day ago, and 300,000 taels were divided today. No matter how you think about it, you shouldn’t have such emotions?

"Waiting for me here? Do you want to talk to me about something?"

She shook her head slightly, but only for a moment, and then she nodded again, and a voice popped out of her throat: "Yes."

With that said, Temari jumped down from the stone steps and landed in front of him.

The two of them walked side by side toward the Senju Clan, but until they reached the door of the house, Temari, who was so worried, could not open her mouth.

Qingmi thought for a moment and suggested, "Would you like to sit at my house?"

Temari shook her head: "It's already very late. You'd better go to bed early. You have to go to the hospital to work tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Qingsi felt annoyed.

He glanced in the direction of Tsunade's house, pouted and said, "I went on a business trip and didn't give me a day off when I came back."

"Um...are you free after get off work tomorrow?"

He thought for a moment: "If I'm not busy tomorrow...by the way, what do you want to do with me?"

"Just...walk around." Temari pursed her lips and looked down at her toes.

Reason told her that Qingsi had to go to the hospital to work as soon as he came back from the Land of Snow. He was already very tired, so there was no need to spend his precious rest time wandering aimlessly with her.

But her heart beat faster than expected, and she was very nervous.

Temari's character has always been relatively straightforward, and she rarely gets entangled to the point where she needs to say something sarcastic, but it's not completely impossible.

Luo Sha had asked her before if it was tiring to take care of her younger brother and if she would like him to send someone to share the burden a little bit.

But Yasha Luo's uncle Zhu Yu was in front of her, so Temari could only pretend to be relaxed and say that it was not necessary at all, but in her heart she still expected Luo Sha to do something to make her worry free.

My mood then was just like now...

Qingmi glanced at her and frowned: "Really?"

Hearing this, Temari's heart suddenly felt empty, but she still had a relaxed smile on her face: "Yeah, maybe it's because I'm a little bored. After all, I'm the only one in Class 9 who doesn't have anything to do. You go and do your own thing. That’s fine, it’s not a big deal for me and Quan…”

"I'll get off work early tomorrow."

"Huh?" Temari was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked into his eyes, her brain still not responding.

"How about... I'll just skip work in the afternoon and spend more time with you for a nice stroll."

"It doesn't have to be this early!" Temari waved her hand quickly, "As long as... you can walk with me for a while. It doesn't need to be so early. Besides, what should you do with your work?"

"Well--"

Kiyomi stretched his hands behind his head, held his head in his hands, and looked up: "Leave the work to Kabuto-senpai."

Temari didn't expect that things would develop in this direction at all, and seemed a little panicked: "There's really no need to do it so early, just walk with me for a while."

"This is the first time you've taken the initiative to ask me out. I can't let the girl down." Qingmi had a faint smile on his face and casually found a reason.

Of course he could tell that Temari had something on her mind, but she didn't want to say it, obviously because she had some scruples. Unless she takes the initiative to say it, there is no need to pierce the window paper.

"Okay... okay." Temari's cheeks blushed slightly,

Under the dim street lights, this small change was completely inconspicuous.

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…

Early the next morning.

Qingsi was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, but he still got up and washed up. Yesterday I slept almost all afternoon while soaking in the hot springs, which made me unable to sleep at night.

He was the only one at home now, and Quan probably wouldn't come back until this afternoon, so he chose to go out for breakfast as he was feeling lazy.

only……

"Boom!"

The sky was gloomy, with occasional thunder in the thick black clouds. The faint earthy smell and the cool rain mingled in the wind, which confused his face the moment he opened the door.

The weather in summer is like changing its face. There is no warning before it rains heavily.

Qingsi closed the door silently, turned around, took an umbrella, and went out again.

After walking out of the yard, he stood at the intersection and looked towards Temari's house, extending his little finger in the air.

In the house next door, Temari stood in front of the window, watching his figure disappear into the wind.

Then she stretched out her right little finger and ticked it subconsciously: "Does this...have any meaning?"

After a while, it started to rain heavily outside the window, and everything in the field of vision was white.

Temari turned around and walked into the house, making breakfast absentmindedly. After dealing with it briefly, she sat on a chair and stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.

"It's raining so heavily. Do we still need to fulfill the agreement last night?"

The light above the head is bright and clear, and there are dishes left over from the morning on the dining table in the living room that have not been washed. The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, with no tendency to stop at all.

Cold wind blew in from all sides of the house. Watching the hands of the clock on the wall change from eight in the morning to three in the afternoon, Temari suddenly became restless and stood up and walked to the window.

In the heavy white rain, a lonely big black umbrella was standing in front of her house.

Temari didn't even bother to put on her shoes, so she ran to the first floor and opened the door barefoot: "Qingmi."

There was a hint of joy in her voice that even she didn't notice.

The black umbrella ribs pressed down, Qingsi closed the umbrella and walked in. Although this umbrella was very big, even if it was shared by two people, it was more than enough, but the wind was very strong today, and it still wet most of his body.

Temari took out a pair of sandals and placed them in front of him, then ran upstairs barefoot and brought down a clean towel.

"Thanks."

Qingmi took the towel and wiped it, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

This towel doesn't seem to be new...

Temari noticed his gaze and her cheeks turned red: "Sorry, I never have guests at home, so I don't prepare guest towels."

"It's not like I'm apologizing, it's just..." He paused while holding the towel, suddenly feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.

"I've used it, you won't mind it, right?"

Qingmi said this with a smile, as if he was joking. But...how many truths in this world are told in this way?

Temari shook her head repeatedly, her white and round toes curled up, and there was almost a smile on her lips: "I thought you would dislike me."

"joke."

Qingmi murmured and continued to wipe it with a towel: "How could I dislike something used by a beautiful girl?"

He expected Temari to laugh and joke, but he didn't expect her reaction to be somewhat silent, which made Kiyomi's heart tighten.

I must have gone too far in joking just now.

At this moment, Temari smiled and said, "So can I be considered a beautiful girl?"

Phew~

Kiyomi breathed a sigh of relief: "If you, Temari, are not a beautiful girl, then I'm afraid there won't be many beautiful girls in the world."

He handed the used towel to Temari and followed her upstairs.

Temari walked straight into the bathroom with a towel, but as soon as Kiyosumi walked into the living room, she saw the messy tabletop.

There was a little bit of fried egg crumbs stained with oil on the dinner plate, and there was still some milk that had slipped from the side of the cup at the bottom of the cup.