Red sand dust

Turning over the year, Daimaru will be almost seventeen years old. In more than a year, he will reach the legal age of marriage and will no longer be qualified to be called a teenager.

Even now, with Daimaru's physique, some people would believe him if he said he was twenty years old.

"In two years' time, we will be of age to talk about marriage. How fast!"

After breakfast, Daimaru, who was leaning on the chair and taking a nap, suddenly came out of his mouth with these inexplicable words, which shocked Yeme and Qian who were talking quietly beside him.

"Is he talking in his sleep?"

Qian stretched out his palm and waved it in front of Daimaru.

"Probably not, I've never heard of him having such a problem!"

"Who did you listen to?"

Yemu looked at Qian with a strange expression,

"Daimaru has always lived alone. Does anyone know if he has the terrible habit of talking in his sleep and sleepwalking?"

Qian's face froze as he said it casually.

"I just guessed!"

"whispering sound!"

Yami knew this was the look on his face. My friend who I have known for such a long time really has the courage and ability to figure out Daimaru's behavior after she falls asleep, and there is no need to worry about her.

"Stop shaking, I'm awake!"

When Yami was about to say something else, his outstretched palm was grabbed by Daimaru.

"I just feel a little emotional. I'm not ready yet, and I'm suddenly going to be an adult!"

Thinking about the "stories" that might happen in the future of the ninja world, I naturally focused on those young Konoha genin, and unconsciously forgot that I was three or four years older than the "protagonists" favored by fate.

Thinking about it, Kabuto Yakushi is only more than three years older than him, Uchiha Itachi is less than a year older than him, Deidara is the same age as him, Kurotsuchi has already shown the appearance of a Tsuchikage, and he is as old as Kankuro. What he has achieved Achievements are really not worth mentioning.

Always comparing yourself to those around you will make you feel comfortable.

Thinking about this, Daimaru opened his eyes and looked at Yeme and Qian who were a little confused.

"Fortunately, you guys make me feel an infinite sense of superiority. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to keep working hard!"

"What's the meaning?"

Yemu pushed Dingqian's waist with his elbow.

"I always feel humiliated..."

"Who knows? If you argue too much with Daimaru, you will be the one who gets hit..."

Qian tried to persuade him pointlessly, but Yame, who refused to admit defeat and wanted to compete with Daimaru, had never won.

"It's almost time, let's go!"

Daimaru stood up, stretched, and greeted his two teammates.

"The last mission of the year, this magnificent year is coming to an end!"

…

The cold wind from the north blows southward in waves, and the gloomy sky is like a motionless curtain, blocking out all the warmth.

"so cold!"

Ye Ye, whose face was red from the cold, couldn't help but rub his hands.

"The northern fortress is much colder than the village..."

The Kingdom of Wind stretches from east to west, and spans from north to south. The northern fortress near the border is at a much higher latitude than Sunagakure Village, so it is natural that the winter will be colder.

It is normal for young people who spend the winter here for the first time to feel a little uncomfortable.

Qian blocked the cold wind with his palms and squinted his eyes towards the north.

"Is there really going to be an attack?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, you can't escape this year!"

Daimaru breathed in the cold air, nodded and confirmed,

"It's not without reason that Iwa Ninja has been unusually quiet during this period..."

There are many dangerous large creatures living near the dividing line between the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Earth. When the seasons change, they will migrate to more comfortable places.

Generally, in sporadic communities, the Sand Ninja will place checkpoints to help them pass through. However, in particularly cold years, large-scale wild animals will also go south to escape the cold. The Sand Ninja defense line blocking the middle will be severely impacted. , to describe it in simple and easy-to-understand terms, is "monster siege".

Not only would the Sand Ninja have a headache, but the Iwa Ninja would also be harassed by these raging beasts.

Ninjas who have mastered the power of force and are protected by thick walls will naturally not be afraid. As long as they are serious, even mere beasts are no match.

The purpose of the Sand Ninja is not to eliminate these beasts that migrate to avoid the cold, but to prevent the big ones from posing a threat to the defense line.

For example, the ferocious giant scorpion with two tails that was approaching in the distance was no match for the less powerful genin. Without senior ninjas in charge, it might not be possible to deal with it.

"They are all good materials. If we use them all, we will make a fortune!"

This thing is usually hard to find. I don’t know how many years it took to grow into such a behemoth. When Daimaru gets rich in the future, he plans to buy a large area of ​​desert and raise it specifically for harvesting materials.

Yeme and Qianmo followed Daimaru silently. They had long been accustomed to his poor behavior, and even complaining were not as motivated as usual.

Three times, five times and two times, the two-tailed scorpion was brought down to the ground. Daimaru looked at the two companions who came forward to help get the materials and said:

"You said you wanted a New Year's gift before, but that's not impossible! Whatever you want, I'll make it for you..."

"Who will provide the materials?"

Yemu struggled to remove the scorpion's sharp poisonous needle and put it away, taking a slight breath and asked.

"Count it on me, I'll give you an advantage this time!"

"Hey, has Mr. Red Sand Dust gotten rich? He was actually generous..."

"I am such a generous person, it's not like you don't know..."

As long as the start-up funds for forming an aerial team come down, Daimaru will have plenty of money.

"Who believes it?"

No matter what, Yeme would not let go of the benefits promised by Daimaru. He tilted his head and thought about it before saying:

"I want a pair of better quality goggles that won't fog up, won't be stained by sand, and won't affect my ability to perform ninjutsu..."

"None of your conditions are easy, and you really know how to make demands..."

Goggles like that, the lens material is unusual and the workmanship is quite exquisite. They are not sold on the market. They are all high-end products customized by top technicians.

"I'm in a good mood now, so I agreed..."

Daimaru who said that looked at Qian who had torn off one of Scorpion's legs.

"what do you want?"

"Me? There's nothing I want. The weapon is the white velvet iron fan I made myself. It's very handy and I don't want to change it."

"It's not good to favor one thing over another, Ye Mu has both..."

Daimaru thought for a while and suggested,

"It doesn't have to be a ninja tool, anything else will do!"

"Then...I want a mask!"

"Mask? It's really strange..."

"Wearing a mask can hide your expression. A genjutsu ninja like me can't hide my emotions on my face, so I might as well just cover it up..."

Qian explained softly.

"Okay, that's settled then. Also, don't let me down too much with the return gift you prepared..."

"Eh? You didn't ask for anything?"

Yemu asked with some confusion.

"As a subordinate, you should give me a gift that surprises the boss. This is basic etiquette. Do you need me to teach you? As for what to give, you can think about it yourself..."