Red sand dust

Taking the doll from Daimaru's hand, Saya covered her face and left without looking back.

"The eldest lady from a rich family is really troublesome..."

Daimaru closed the door, locked it, and looked at his impolite appearance. It seemed that something was indeed wrong.

"Fortunately, Temari doesn't have such an unpredictable personality... huh? She shouldn't be considered a eldest lady now..."

Daimaru approached the bathroom thoughtfully.

His mother had passed away many years ago, and his father, who was the Kazekage, had also passed away. The remaining three siblings were in a really awkward position.

Sunagakure Village suffered heavy losses after failing to gamble on life. Someone must take responsibility at this time.

Jonin Mask is the frontline commander. After the total surrender of Sunagakure Village, he was detained in Konoha Village and has not returned yet.

Maki is the mastermind of the "Konoha Collapse Plan" and represents the Kazekage's position.

It is a pity that although the two people have great strength and great achievements, their status is inferior, and they cannot afford to take such a blame.

Only the dead Luo Sha is the suitable bearer of responsibility. Who calls him Feng Ying?

Temari and Kankuro probably won't have an easy time in the near future.

Not to mention Gaara, he has never stopped talking about changing the container for Ichibi Shukaku. In this case, Ma Jidu couldn't protect him, only Chiyo's words would help.

From Daimaru's point of view, it was okay to put Rasa in charge in order to calm down the anger of Konohagakure; it was just that some colleagues in Sunagakure Village arranged the village's shadow in this way, which was really a bit chilling.

"Fengying lacks prestige, there are many mountains, and there are constant internal fights. It's really a good show!" 』

Daiwan wiped off the water mist on the glass. In the mirror, Daiwan's cheeks were obviously much thinner than they were more than a month ago.

The figure that used to be burly and slightly stocky has now become a bit slender.

"Great boy, he looks a little more handsome!"

Satisfied, I walked out of the bathroom comfortably, put on a windbreaker common in the land of wind, and after thinking about it, I put on an empty peaked cap to protect myself from the sun. After tidying up a bit, I slowly set foot on my way home.

August in the desert is completely different from midsummer in the Land of Fire.

The heat during the day makes your mouth and nose burn, and the slightly cool wind and sand at night make your skin crack. People who are not used to it really can't stand this climate.

It's still the same shabby two-story building, but there seem to be fewer customers than before.

Daimaru stepped into the door and said loudly:

"I'm back!"

"Daimaru?"

Wu Ye, who was looking sad, raised his head when he heard a familiar voice, and saw his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You're finally back!"

"Well, I made you worry!"

"Are you hurt?"

Wu Ye grabbed Daimaru's arm and looked up and down, but found no missing arms or legs.

"A little skin injury, it's already healed!"

Daimaru looked at the furnishings in the store, and it was obviously a lot deserted.

"bad business?"

“Who wants to spend a lot of money on laundry these days?”

Wu Ye sighed,

"In the past two days, there have been reports of people dying in battle, and everyone is panicking..."

"Didn't I come back safely? If I don't talk about this anymore, where is my grandfather?"

"I was still helping here just now..."

Wu Ye replied,

"Actually, I just want to wait for news from you. I stare at the door during the day; at night, I wake up when there is any disturbance and ask if you are back..."

"Now, are you going upstairs to rest?"

Wu Ye shook his head:

"I went out for a stroll, to the Kazekage's house, the nearby hospital, and the tavern...You're so old and you're still running around, and you can't even stop me!"

"Let me go and take a look!"

With that said, Daimaru turned around and was about to go out.

"Will you have dinner at home later?"

"Um!"

"Then I'll prepare some more dishes!"

Daimaru is often away, and there are not many days when the family can enjoy themselves together.

…

Ten minutes later, Daimaru saw his grandfather sitting on a bench waiting outside the tavern, listening to the guests talking about the latest news.

There are rumors everywhere, and the worried villagers of Sunagakure Village cannot tell the truth from the false. In addition, the obituaries of the war dead appear one after another, which adds to the tension.

Grandpa Hechen, who was looking around, turned around and suddenly saw Daimaru walking slowly along the shadow of the eaves.

"came back?"

The old man's mouth was twitching. He had a thousand words to say, but he could only say a simple greeting.

"Well, mother asked me to take you home for dinner!"

"Then... let's go!"

Holding Daimaru's hand, Hechen moved unsteadily,

"You are much better than that damned relative of yours. You went to the battlefield and came back safe and sound!"

"I'm just a genin. I'm just taking the chuunin exam. There's no need for me on the battlefield!"

"You have been a naughty guy who doesn't listen to adults since you were a child. You have offended all the children in the neighborhood. I didn't expect that you could become a ninja..."

Daimaru smiled and ignored his grandfather's nagging.

In Sunagakure Village, being a ninja or not has little to do with your character. A weak guy will not survive in the difficult country of wind.

"The Suna Ninja lost again! You are lucky this time. You must find a girlfriend quickly and get married and have children as soon as possible!"

"There's no hurry!"

"You kid, don't take it seriously! If I hadn't urged your father to do it, you would be gone..."

"I'm only sixteen!"

Daimaru wiped the sweat from his forehead, it was so hot in this damn weather!

"It's late!"

Grandfather's beard and hair were slightly spread, and he grabbed Daimaru's arm.

"Don't worry now, it will be hard to say in the future! You can't deceive a girl who is fifteen or sixteen years old. In two years, when the little girl grows up to be a big girl, you will have no hope!

If you want money but no money, if you want strength but no strength, who else can you turn to? "

"This...do you think so little of your grandson?"

The old man was almost confused and despised his grandson for being so ruthless.

"Seeing your father's fate, I can probably imagine your future! Sand ninjas are all like this..."

The sentence "lost again" expresses a lot of bitterness!

It has been decades since the Sunagakure came to this day, but he has never won!

Every ten years or so, the Ninja World War will take the lives of a large number of Sand Ninjas, and countless war orphans will be scattered everywhere.

"You have to take this matter to heart! The daughter of the Yondaime family, if it doesn't work, just give up!"

Daimaru was silent.

The name of "Red Sand Dust" has already spread to the ears of my grandfather who never leaves home and is basically aloof from worldly affairs!

"Aren't there any other girls you know well?

Your teammates are all female ninjas, and you get along day and night, but there's no sign of you getting to know each other?

Also, I heard from your mother that the neighbor where you live now is also a very enthusiastic female ninja, but she is a little ignorant of the world! Are you familiar with her? "