Red sand dust

Ninjas have a history of thousands of years and have developed countless unique ninjutsu.

There is a ninjutsu that makes it rain from the sky, and maybe even such a rare blood inheritance limit exists, but Daimaru has never heard of it.

"What did you think of?"

Seeing that Daimaru was stunned for a long time, Temari pushed Daimaru's shoulder.

"I can't say yet, but I have some hope..."

"You mean, looking for water?"

"Well, keep your voice down and don't make any noise. I'll tell you more carefully when I know more about it..."

The method of solving the problem is, to put it bluntly, not worth mentioning.

Find a ninja who can perform the rain ninjutsu and ask him to perform the ninjutsu without stopping.

Can it be done?

Can!

Get Nagato's dirty earth body and let him perform the Rain Tiger Free Technique. Anyway, he is immortal and has unlimited chakra.

The Rain Tiger Free Technique does not create rain out of thin air. Instead, it dissolves chakra into the water vapor in the sky to create rain clouds, and then uses the rainwater containing chakra to monitor the surrounding areas.

As long as there is moist air and enough chakra, the rain can be controlled at any time.

Of course, this is the simplest and crudest method. If you master this ninjutsu, even if you don't have as much chakra as Nagato, you can't cover such a large area. As long as there are enough sand ninjas who know the Yutora Freestyle Technique, you can still do it. Same thing, even better.

But now, it's not the time to think about this. You can't be too rude when entertaining the Konoha ninja in front of you. You've already accidentally made Kurama Yakumo drunk, so you can't let any more problems happen.

The atmosphere that followed was pretty good. Daimaru was a carefree person, and Iruka Umino didn't have any great specialties, but he was patient and good at getting along with others, so he was easy to get along with.

Compared to the arrogant Nara Shikamaru, the inarticulate Akimichi Choji, and Yamanaka Ino and Haruno Sakura, who have few common topics, this teacher with a slightly mediocre ninjutsu ability may have found someone who can play to his strengths. stage.

It wasn't until the dinner party was about to end that Kurama Yakumo slowly woke up and, with the support of Haruno Sakura, sat down at the dining table again.

"Sorry, I'm not in good health and have caused trouble to everyone."

"It's my fault for not serving you well..."

Although this accident was caused unintentionally, it was ultimately Daimaru's fault. He should sincerely admit his mistake.

"I hope Teacher Kurama doesn't mind, I don't mean any harm..."

"I know……"

Kurama Yakumo smiled, and the emotional characteristics of the people around her were basically clear in her eyes.

For example, the tall sister was vaguely hostile, and the blond female sand ninja with a bad temper was almost unable to hold back her anger.

"Actually, the feeling just now was quite special. It's not that annoying to be groggy, but I have a bit of a headache now..."

"It's normal. Just go back and rest for a night..."

"By the way, how many times have I told you, you don't need to call me Kurama-sensei, just call me Yakumo, just like before..."

Daimaru looked embarrassed. In his memory, this was the first time Kurama Yakumo said this, and he had never called her Yakumo affectionately before.

"You're going to put me on the fire!" 』

"Yakumo-sensei and Daimaru are quite familiar. Did they get to know each other in Konoha Village before?"

Umino Iruka joked politely, not even noticing that the clothes on Daimaru's back were soaked with cold sweat.

"It's too exaggerated to say we've met each other, we just met twice, and the conversation was quite speculative..."

Daimaru quickly defended.

"More than that!"

Nighteye, who was a little dizzy after eating and drinking, shouted,

"Yakumo-sensei also gave Daimaru a gift, twice..."

"Is there such a thing? This is a scandal-worthy story!"

Yamanaka Ino was shocked when he heard this for the first time. He didn't expect Kurama Yakumo, who acted like a purdah lady, to have done such a thing.

"It's a thank you gift. I just inadvertently helped Yakumo-sensei a little help! Don't make random associations!"

Daimaru pressed the top of Nighteye's head with his palms a little harder.

"If you drink too much juice, say a few words less. Be careful if you overfill it, you may feel nauseated and vomit it out!"

Some people like to talk nonsense when they are not careful, regardless of the situation and the atmosphere.

"Ah! There seems to be such a thing..."

Kurama Yakumo looked like he suddenly realized something.

"At that time, I had nothing to offer, so I had nothing to express my gratitude for, so I drew a picture and gave it away. I hope Daimaru-nii doesn't dislike it..."

"elder brother?"

They are obviously not close to each other yet, but they call Daimaru his brother. Do they really think they are an outsider?

When we first met in the past, this little girl had drooped eyes and a sad look on her face. She didn't have the vitality that a young person should have at all. Later, when we met for the second time in Konoha Village, she was much better. She had a lot more youthful vitality on her face, like a boudoir girl. His willfulness was revealed without any concealment; now when he came to Sunagakure Village, the evil intention hidden under those seemingly smiling eyes and gentle face made Daimaru feel a chill.

The most annoying thing is that, except for Daimaru, everyone else was deceived by this little girl's weak appearance, and did not realize at all that the artistic girl in front of them, who was not even a ninja, was a terror who could subdue everyone present in an instant. exist.

"As an only child, no one has ever addressed me so affectionately. I'm not used to it. Just call me Daimaru..."

"Yeah, what a pity, you are not satisfied with my thank you gift!"

Kurama Yakumo said as he looked in Qian's direction.

Because they were about to meet their true master, Daimaru and Qiandu didn't bring the portraits with them, but the familiar aura could not escape Kurama Yakumo's perception.

"I'm not dissatisfied. Teacher Yakumo misunderstood. It's just because I have always been rude and cannot appreciate the elegant art of painting..."

"High art?"

Kurama Yakumo chuckled,

"This thing is not that mysterious or complicated. If the vast majority of people can't appreciate it, wouldn't the so-called art become a tool for a very small number of people to entertain themselves, flatter each other, and flaunt their identity? It’s no different than money, power and fancy clothes…”

"this……"

Among the people present, probably only Yamanaka Ino, who came from a well-off family, had some level of appreciation. It would be good if the others could understand what Kurama Yakumo was talking about. Even Temari, who came from a well-born family, didn't quite understand.

"It's nothing to talk about and tell the truth..."

"Originally, in real life, how many masters can give artistic value to their works? Most of them are craftsmen who make a living by flattering each other and deceiving mediocre people who know nothing but do not admit that they cannot appreciate it. It’s just money to pay the bill. Daimaru brother, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to paint. Just follow your heart and discover the beauty in it. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises..."