Please answer Naruto

"..."

Yu Xiaobai froze. The light outside the door turned on at some point, casting a small ray of light into the dim studio. He could see the other person's face clearly at the same time.

He is the comic book author and the owner of this room.

The hair is parted in the middle, and he is not old but looks tired from frequent high-intensity work. Yu Xiaobai believes that he is not mistaken. Although he has never met this face, he has already remembered it deeply.

Too bad... Such a meeting was not expected. Fortunately, the other party did not recognize him. Suppressing his emotions, Yu Xiaobai calmed himself down.

Kishimoto Keishi looked at the studio that seemed to have been turned over in shock, then focused his eyes on Yu Xiaobai and said, "Who are you?"

Who do you think I am? What could I be doing when I come into your house without saying a word at night? Yu Xiaobai didn't answer with a sullen face. He glanced at the broken cup and a puddle of water on the ground. It was obvious that the other party got up to drink water while he was sleeping, and then realized that something was wrong, and Yu Xiaobai's entire attention just happened to be on the digital tablet. , forget about perception, so there is the current collision.

Drinking water in the middle of the night is really a bad habit. Yu Xiaobai couldn't help but complain, what should he do now? The comic author and the "certain character" in his novel had a dramatic encounter. He lowered his hand gently and thought of countless countermeasures in his mind.

Snap, Keishi Kishimoto took a cautious step forward, the lights in the studio were turned on, and Yu Xiaobai's figure was suddenly nowhere to be seen. Kishimoto Keishi stared at Yu Xiaobai standing in the middle with vigilance. He was wearing a black hat and a mask... Well, he understood without asking. Anyone who can sneak around in such a costume is definitely not a good person.

The other person didn't answer, and remaining silent could be a dangerous sign. Keishi Kishimoto tried his best to make his voice sound stable, "Excuse me... why are you coming to my house?"

While comforting the other party, you must also give the gangster a chance to boost his arrogance after seeing that he is panicking.

"Sorry, I'm looking for something." Yu Xiaobai's voice was calmer and calmer than Kishimoto Keishi's, and there was such a calm and arrogant gangster. Kishimoto Keishi was stunned after hearing this, but he quickly recovered. , the caution on his face has not faded even a bit.

"I have the impression that I didn't bring anyone else's things home." Kishimoto Keishi said, looking around calmly, trying to find a handy weapon.

Ignoring the nervousness and distrust almost reflected on the other party's face, Yu Xiaobai pondered for a while, looked at the digital tablet on the table next to him, and made a decision.

"You are the author of the "Naruto" manga, right?"

Yu Xiaobai took out a comic book from the neatly arranged comic books, raised it, and sounded a sudden question.

"Yes, that's right." Kishimoto Keishi nodded slowly. Sure enough, he came here for money. I really don't know how the other party managed to reach the 17th floor of this apartment without any trace.

Seeing that the other party still looked calm and composed, Keishi Kishimoto was not in the mood to act with him after all. He just wanted to end the current disturbing situation safely. "I don't have many valuable things at home." He said, leaning on his middle-aged man Mature, "I still have some cash in my wallet. I can give it to you, and then you can leave smoothly. I will stay quietly in your sight."

It means I won’t call the police, you won’t hurt anyone, and everyone will be happy.

But Yu Xiaobai didn't really commit a burglary. He shook his head, "I don't want the money."

Kishimoto Keishi was silent for a moment. It wasn't for money, it was for something. He was at a loss. He didn't remember having offended anyone.

The gangster didn't have a knife or a gun, his voice sounded young, and he didn't look strong... I didn't want to fight...

"Why draw Naruto?"

Suddenly, Yu Xiaobai took a step forward and said coldly.

Yu Xiaobai stared at the other person's face, trying to catch any subtle changes in expression, but there was nothing but shock.

"What? Why are you painting...this..." Keishi Kishimoto was confused for a moment and made a few gestures. What kind of problem is this? It's not a journey interview. Is it the wrong occasion?

Yu Xiaobai felt a little irritated. Everything should be related to you, so why is his expression so blank?

Kishimoto Keishi began to feel that the person in front of him was difficult to communicate with and was abnormal... He retreated quietly and half-stepped out of the door. If he ran directly from the entrance to the outside and called the security guard...

Boom, boom!

A roar that broke the air rushed forward in the blink of an eye. Before Kishimoto Keishi could react, the wall next to him vibrated hugely, and something had already penetrated deeply.

Kishimoto Keishi slowly turned his head. A black iron tool was inserted at eye level, ten centimeters away from his head. He even saw that the tail end of the iron tool was still vibrating.

"..."

"Answer my question honestly." The voice coming from the other side was calm. The feeling was completely different at this time. Keishi Kishimoto swallowed, "You'd better not have other ideas."

To throw the dagger so carelessly, Kishimoto Keishi looked again at the man with only one pair of eyes exposed. When he was anxious, an idea suddenly entered his mind. He turned his head subconsciously, and the black "dagger" was close to him. It has to almost touch the tip of the nose.

Wait, Kishimoto Keishi felt something incredibly strange, the diamond-shaped blade surface, the hollow circle at the back of the grip...does it look familiar?

Kishimoto Keishi opened his mouth wide, how is that possible, kunai? ! The weapons used by ninjas, what he drew...the objects that had been drawn thousands of times on the manuscript paper were absolutely unmistakable. How could such a thing appear here?

Is there anyone using such a thing in reality? Kishimoto Keishi's eyes were covered with confusion, and he looked at the person who threw such a weapon with a confused mood.

Yu Xiaobai frowned. He looked at the other person's reaction after seeing Kunai. There was no relief or panic, just normal surprise. One thought couldn't be deduced: As a comic author, he didn't know anything?

"Why..." Kishimoto Keishi spoke intermittently.

Yu Xiaobai closed his eyes in frustration, the other person's voice became the background, and the originally important position of the comic author became insignificant. He felt that it swept through all the rooms over and over again, and even swept across the entire floor unwillingly, without any expected abnormalities.

So far, it’s just been the tablet.

"What happened to the tablet?"

"Ah, what is this..."

Yu Xiaobai raised his steps and suddenly rushed in front of the opponent. The strong wind blew up Kishimoto Keishi's hair. He grabbed the opponent's collar and pressed him against the wall outside the door.

"What's going on with the tablet you're using?"

Yu Xiaobai suppressed his tone and spoke word for word. His murderous aura was unreserved and spread out, pouring out onto the ordinary people in front of him.

"You, who are you..." Kishimoto Keishi opened his eyes and was overwhelmed by the speed and strength displayed by Yu Xiaobai. His whole body could not move and his breathing became inexplicably difficult. His expression showed panic, and just in that panic Next, he seemed to have memories, and his facial expression finally had waves other than monotonous changes.

Yu Xiaobai's mind lit up, and then he sneered, "Who do you think I am?"

After sneaking in tonight and accidentally bumping into the comic book author, Yu Xiaobai gradually had a decisive idea. He must understand this inexplicable time travel as soon as possible. From the initial nothing to the sudden change, he understands that this is an opportunity. Someone will make a marriage contract the day after tomorrow, and he will leave Japan in a few days. Isn't it a long time? In the long run, he will unknowingly lose it and become irretrievable.

Yu Xiaobai reached out and pulled down the mask.

"Who do you think I am?"