Red sand dust

Fuyi hints his thoughts to Daimaru through gravel, showing that although he is a bit old-fashioned, he is not a pedantic mediocrity. In essence, he still acts with the attitude of the "owner" of Sunagakure Village.

"So, let's leave the next matter to Senior Fu Yi..."

As for the cause of the whole incident, Daimaru's reckless blocking of the road was definitely wrong, and Faichi was mainly responsible for taking action without even basic negotiation.

Those monks paid the price for their recklessness, but Daimaru was safe and sound. What's even more criticized is that the attack was too heavy-handed. Even if Fa Yi brought it upon himself, it was a bit unhuman. Even if they were not ninjas, they still lived in a village.

If those old monks hadn't begged for mercy, Fayi might have died of shock on the spot.

There was such a serious incident in the village, so naturally it was impossible to get over it like this. Daimaru himself would definitely not bow his head and admit his mistake, so he asked Fu Yi to arrange a place for the monks to get off.

After finishing the main things, he looked at the reception room with gradually complete functions and said with some emotion:

"Your place is really nice, it looks like it's full of vitality..."

"They are all young people!"

Daimaru smiled reservedly.

Unlike the Kazekage House, which is heavy and full of age, Daimaru's "tube building" can be built, and the most expensive part is the foundation consolidation and internal decoration.

Since you are spending your own money, of course you have to arrange a comfortable environment according to your heart. If it has a solemn atmosphere like Fuyi's residence and office building, it will be too heavy and not in line with the temperament of the prosperous young people under Daimaru's command.

"Most of the puppet masters who host the 'Psychic Puppet' seem to be relatively young. If this continues, it will make me feel like I am old and frustrated..."

Forget about Daimaru sitting in front of him drinking tea, he will be eighteen years old in a short time. Every few years, there will always be a few such amazing geniuses emerging in the ninja world. What is unimaginable is that the person sitting in the Kazekage fifth generation's seat is only a boy of about fourteen years old.

It is a happy thing to see that the situation of the village is gradually improving, but the main credit is not to myself, but to a group of half-grown children who should have been protected and grown up by me, which makes people a little embarrassed.

"I saw some 'psychic puppets' over there some time ago. I thought you would complain..."

Daimaru put down the tea cup and said quietly:

"Half a year ago, I would have been a little unhappy, but now..."

In the past, making money was a necessity for survival and cultivation. Now, the importance of money has taken a backseat. Those indescribable things other than money are what need to be fought for more, such as glory, inheritance and even people's hearts.

"I don't know what you young people think, let others have the headache..."

As he spoke, Shasha stood up and prepared to leave.

"That's it for today. Please take good care of my three students..."

"They are excellent, rest assured!"

Gravel can be humble, and Daimaru will not really regard him as a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. His fighting style is relatively wild, but it does not mean that he does not have delicate thoughts.

To be able to survive in the dangerous ninja world until now, it is impossible to be too innocent.

Fuyi's confidant general who is proficient in sand ninjutsu can develop the matching sand formation secret technique, which is really amazing.

Except for Yuno, who is proficient in medical water escape, Koji and Shishio have both inherited part of Suga's secret skills, and the level of teaching students is definitely not bad.

Anyone who can thrive under Daimaru's "Iron Fist" as a child and become a famous person is not too bad in talent.

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After Sha Gu left, there was nothing that needed to be dealt with urgently in a short period of time. Daimaru handed over some trivial matters and went home on his own.

Throughout the year, Daimaru also has to spend more time with his family.

My mother is still the same, busy as always, and her face seems to be a little more weathered; my grandfather is in good health and has not been sick this year, but he occasionally falls asleep more and more often, and for longer and longer periods of time. .

"It's cold in winter, I'm a little chilly, and I'm not in good spirits, but it's nothing serious..."

Mother was slightly worried.

There is nothing Daiwan can do about things like birth, old age, illness and death. All he can do is try to find time to come back and spend more time chatting with him, which can make him feel better.

By the way, while he is sleeping, clean up the hidden dangers in his body a little, and use Bai Jue's clone to replenish some vitality.

In the rooftop courtyard specially built by Daimaru, his grandfather was basking in the sun while reminiscing to Daimaru about his father's childhood with great interest.

Those so-called "naughty" actions are really far behind Daimaru.

Daimaru joked and joked with him patiently. After his grandfather got tired, he helped his grandfather back to his room to rest.

In the room that he rarely lived in these years, Daimaru casually touched the marks carved on the wall, sat in front of the simple desk, opened the curtains, and looked at the customers coming and going at his laundry below.

After relaxing for a long time, Daimaru regained his composure and took out a notepad made of thick paper.

Most of them were handwritten drafts on letter paper, and the words on them were written by Gaara, whom Daimaru was familiar with.

I had already glanced at the big pill, and took advantage of my free time to flip through it slowly. After a long time, when the tea in my hand was slightly cold, I was shocked to realize that a lot of time had passed.

"It's really... alas! 』

Daimaru sighed slightly.

Most of these unsystematic essays are Gaara's insights after he became the Fifth Kazekage.

The Gaara in Daimaru's memory was an idealistic young man, a good ally, protective of his compatriots, tolerant and generous, and loved by others. Even Fuyi, who committed suicide after the assassination failed, was deeply impressed by his character.

This is the perfect leader who can "repent his past mistakes and make selfless sacrifices" that can satisfy the imagination of most Suna ninjas.

Of course, the result is not bad. If it really comes true, Gaara and even the whole village will probably be very happy.

But Daimaru always felt a little awkward. Is it really that good for a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old child to suppress his nature and become a tool named "Shadow" to perform the duties of a leader?

With the purpose of pursuing Temari and becoming acquainted with Gaara and Kankuro, Daimaru had not actually thought about how to change the character and future of this brother-in-law who had a tortuous and bizarre upbringing, and even made people sigh.

Unfortunately, the sparks from the collision of ideas eventually ignited Gaara's barren ideals.

Daimaru occasionally said things that seemed natural to him, and that most Suna ninjas thought were nonsense, but Gaara kept them in mind. Finally, combined with his experience as the Kazekage Fifth Generation, he still had many of his own thoughts and perceptions.