Red sand dust

Daimaru, who was full of confidence, had already used the sand teleportation technique and left.

Temari walked towards the Kazekage's house. Thinking of Daimaru's words when she left, she couldn't help but look up at the sky with rolling dark clouds behind the yellow dust haze. The dull rumbling sound from far to near became clearer and clearer. The drought-stricken Sunagakure Village seems to be about to receive the first rain of the new year.

"Why conquer the sky? Because it's there..."

Now, Temari finally has a clear understanding of Daimaru's arrogance, and just because she sees it, she wants to conquer it.

Such a person is either a genius or a madman, but Daimaru seems to be neither of the two. He is just a fool who does whatever he wants and doesn't know what the sky is up to.

"Do you regard me as a target to be conquered?"

Temari wanted to ask a long time ago.

A proud princess is right to want to find an excellent husband, but she cannot accept being an embellishment to highlight other people's excellence, and she is not willing to be reduced to a trophy for others to show off.

"You can't look directly at the human heart, Temari! Human nature can't stand the test, you and I are the same! I can't answer your question, you have to make your own judgment!"

Language is such a fragile way of communication. Even if it is spoken, the other party may not really understand and believe it accurately.

"Are you telling me not to think too much and not to think too badly of you?"

He said it as if he had taken this idiot to heart and was looking for trouble!

"It's too complicated for me to understand. How can a shallow person like me have so many elusive thoughts? Whatever comes to mind, I do it immediately. There is no need for others to guess..."

"Then what are you thinking about now?"

Only Daimaru could say such shameless words so confidently.

Daimaru smiled and replied:

"There is a faint thunder and the sky is hazy, but I hope the wind and rain will come and can keep you here. There is a faint thunder and the sky is hazy. Even if it doesn't rain, I will stay here."

"What's the meaning?"

"you guess!"

It wasn't until Daimaru left for a long time that Temari finally realized that this was actually a refined love poem.

"The pervert who asks girls to give birth to his children at the first glance can actually read love poems..."

The gangsters were beginning to become educated, and Temari, who was quite proud of herself, suddenly felt that if she didn't improve her artistic accomplishments, she would probably be laughed at in the future.

but……

"A rude idiot who is obsessed with running a business. When he is a chuunin, he is responsible for even the most important things. Where did he learn this?" 』

…

"How beautiful human beings are! Ah! The brave new world has such people in it!"

As soon as he walked in through the gate of Sunagakure Village, Daimaru raised his head slightly and stretched out his hands forward as if he wanted to embrace the entire village.

Not far behind him, Gaara pretended not to see him and said nothing.

Akimichi Choji whispered in Nara Shikamaru's ear:

"What are you doing?"

"Maybe he was inspired to recite poems impromptuly!"

Nara Shikamaru's face suddenly fell when he thought that he would have to deal with this person for some time to come.

"In this crazy weather, I can just stay at home and rest, but I still have the energy to compose poetry!"

Yamanaka Ino complained softly,

"To be honest, it's not that good. It's about the same level as the children in the village..."

"I feel alright!"

Haruno Sakura smoothed her messy forehead and said softly,

"Maybe he's praising something..."

"Praise? Sakura, you probably think too much..."

Yamanaka Ino sneered and asked the leader,

"Iruka-sensei, what do you think?"

"I don't quite understand this either, haha..."

Apart from his professionalism, the young teacher was ordinary and had not yet developed a keen eye. Besides, the sand ninja boy in front of him was too weird.

"Kurama-sensei, what do you think?"

We are both teachers, so this one has good artistic accomplishments, so asking her for help should not be a problem.

After entering Sand Hidden Village, the strong wind was blocked by the wall, and the environment inside suddenly became much better. Teacher Kurama, who had not walked down to earth for a long time, finally came out of the Bactrian camel cabin.

"When it comes to the new world, the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Wind are indeed completely different, but that's not what I mean! I guess it's probably because of the upcoming storm..."

"It's really scary..."

Umino Iruka echoed with lingering fear,

"If it were any later, we would probably be in danger..."

"but……"

Teacher Kurama carefully looked at the mental fluctuations emanating from the Suna ninja boy.

"Beautiful appearances are relative to ugly people's hearts. Although they know that people's hearts are sinister, they still believe in the beauty of the world, so they praise... In short, he is a very passionate fool!"

"Kurama-sensei, isn't it impolite to say that?"

Umino Iruka smiled sarcastically and motioned to Kurama-sensei to keep his voice down so as not to be overheard and have a bad influence.

When you first come to someone else's village, you call them idiots. Are all those who engage in literature and art so upright?

"It's okay, he won't care about this little thing..."

Kurama Yakumo shouted nonchalantly,

"Hey, brother who is showing off his literary talent over there, no one here can understand your emotion. You should take us to a resting place as soon as possible. We have traveled thousands of miles to get here, we are exhausted..."

"I know... please come with me!"

Daimaru turned around and motioned for the group to follow him quickly.

"Sunagakure Village hasn't experienced such a violent storm for a long time, so I'm a little embarrassed..."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Umino Iruka asked with a smile.

"Last time, I was not a ninja..."

Early spring and late summer every year are rare times when it rains in the Kingdom of Wind. Most of it is light rain. Before it falls on the ground, it is turned into water vapor by the steaming heat wave and blown away by the wind.

Even the occasional storms are concentrated in a few areas with intense air convection. The storms that happen to pass through Sunagakure Village are rare for several years.

In just a few words, the Konoha ninjas who were born in the prosperous Land of Fire felt the hardships of the Land of Wind.

Fortunately, Sunagakure Village has a large number of ninjas. In other places in the desert area, many people will really be ecstatic about a rainfall and even hold sacrifices to thank the gods for their gifts.

"Gaara, you've worked hard today, leave this to me, you can go back and rest!"

"good!"

The taciturn young man nodded to several Konoha ninjas and left.

"That person has changed a lot. Although he is still scary, we can barely get along with him..."

Haruno Sakura, who had faced Gaara's threats, said with a smile.

"If you say this in front of him, he will be very happy..."