Red sand dust

"Is this thing so easy to identify?"

Daimaru's face stiffened.

"Miss Shaye is so excited, have you been tricked?"

"Do you admit it?"

Sha Ye proudly raised her head at a 45-degree angle,

"Who do you think I am? It's hard for me to be entertained by such a small scene?"

"Isn't this okay? It's not the Suna ninja who is unlucky anyway!"

In fact, Daimaru hoped that it would be better for Miss Saya's team to be eliminated. With the strength of their team, there is still a slight chance that they can pass the third trial preliminaries.

"It's a lively fight outside. Is this what you think?"

"Then what do you want to do, go out and help those candidates distinguish between true and false?"

"If you hadn't done these little tricks, we wouldn't have had such a difficult time. We fought so hard, and we actually found out that you were behind it!"

Miss Saya was a little indignant. Kankuro took the fake scroll from Daimaru's hand and spread it out, unconsciously showing a smile.

"So that's it. No wonder you came so late. I thought you were taught a lesson and didn't dare to show up."

Temari, who was not far away, listened to the general idea, walked closer and looked at the empty fake scroll inside, and instantly understood the scene outside.

"How many copies of this have you distributed?"

"Ten copies. In addition to this volume, there are nine copies outside."

Daimaru replied.

"That's really..."

Temari shook her head, if no one could distinguish the true from the false...

No, even if someone can tell the difference and is willing to help others, it depends on whether other teams believe it or not. Who knows whether you are sincerely helping, or whether you are telling lies to get your competitors eliminated?

Once the seeds of doubt and suspicion are planted, they are not so easily removed.

"The remaining sand ninjas are basically hopeless! This is fine..."

It's not that Temari looked down on her compatriots, basically all the genin of Sunagakure Village who had some strength were here.

In the Joint Chuunin Examination in recent years, it has been a long time since so many Suna Ninja passed the second test.

It is really sad that a year that showed signs of prosperity appears in a year when everything is about to be desperate.

As night falls, the danger level in the Deep Forest of Death increases exponentially. It is unwise to take risks at this time.

"That's about it for tonight!"

Daimaru looked tired,

"No one should be coming again, just leave!"

He found a bench by himself, Daimaru leaned on it, took out the puppet Temari, and adjusted it slowly, focusing on it as if no one else was around, which even surprised Kankuro.

"You two, do you know what happened to Daimaru today? I feel a little different from usual!"

"Did you notice it too? Kankuro!"

Qian Qing smiled and said,

"Seeing that Temari didn't bother her, she just said a few words and it was over!"

"I see!"

Kankuro suddenly realized,

"I said it's not the same as usual. This kid has changed his mind and abandoned Temari? It doesn't look like it..."

"Who has been abandoned? If you keep talking nonsense, even if you are my brother, I still want you to look good!"

Temari's eyebrows instantly stood up and she roared through gritted teeth.

"You two, keep your voices down and don't wake Gaara!"

Chi grabbed Temari, who was getting angry, and reminded her in a low voice.

Several people looked back at Gaara, but they still remained motionless, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Daimaru, who was focusing on the puppet in his hand, was uncharacteristically silent, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something, with a hesitant look on his face.

"What's that expression? It looks a bit weird! Could it be that he has awakened some strange fetish?"

The well-informed Kankuro guessed thoughtfully.

"Hobby?"

Yami glanced at Temari in confusion, and then at Daimaru who was obsessed with dolls.

"There is a beautiful woman by his side, but he still plays with puppets with identical faces. Are all puppet masters so weird?"

Putting aside the ridiculously ugly puppet that Miss Saya was holding in her arms, it seemed that Kankuro didn't interact much with living people. He was a strange guy who could talk to himself with the puppet even when he was hiding in a room.

"You guys, what's that look in your eyes?"

Kankuro glared back at the female ninjas with dissatisfaction.

"That guy is a bit weird, but there are traces to follow. Although his behavior is very rude on the outside, he is very smart. He is just too lazy, has nothing important to do, and basically doesn't use his brain! In addition..."

Kankuro rubbed his chin with his hand and said with interest:

"Daimaru is a guy who likes to think about troublesome things simply. He only thinks about one important thing in his mind. At this time, it seems that there are more important things that occupy all his thoughts, and he has no time to think about harassing Temari... …”

To put it simply, it is a single-threaded mode, and I am too lazy to think about too many troublesome things at the same time.

Yami, Sen, Temari, and the sisters Saya and Shana looked at Kankuro strangely.

"When did you become so familiar with Daimaru and understand him so well?"

Temari looked a little ugly,

"It seems like you don't care about your sister that much, right?"

"I'm just guessing too!"

Kankuro smiled awkwardly. Being surrounded by female ninjas made it uncomfortable to be the center of attention.

On the other side, Zi Luo, who was somewhat silent, walked up to Daimaru and bowed deeply.

"What are you doing?"

Daimaru looked at the burly figure who suddenly came to say hello strangely.

"The last time we met, I was in a hurry and didn't properly say a word of gratitude to you."

"Everyone gets what they need, don't worry about it. Also, we are also competitors now, and you are now a ninja. At least learn to be like an arrogant and domineering sand ninja! No one will treat you like a submissive person. Show mercy.”

"I did not mean that!"

Zi Luo quickly said,

"Just wanted to say thank you..."

"Okay, I heard you!"

Daimaru put down the puppet in his hand, stood up, and patted Murasaki on the shoulder.

"Be confident. You used to work hard to become a ninja. Now you need to consider what kind of ninja you want to be. Don't bow your head easily. Others will not think you are polite because of this. Your teammates are there Come on, let’s go…”

A taijutsu ninja who is easily emotional, he is a good comrade, but Daimaru doesn't like making friends with this kind of person.

I am an impulsive person myself, and when I get along with similar people, I may feel like I hate seeing you for a long time, but more importantly, I feel disgusted with people who have the same shortcomings as me.

The probability of making the same mistake increases, but there is no possibility of being persuaded, and there is also the risk of being read through empathy.

It's like a personality clash, feeling that the specificity of maintaining self-esteem is offended.