Red sand dust

In the past, the Sand Ninja were weak and could not maintain their strong posture unless they were more "decisive in killing".

From now on, the Sunagakure Village, which is becoming more and more prosperous, will no longer need to scare the enemy with unnecessary killings; it will have more choices to protect its own interests and dignity.

To kill an enemy, you don't necessarily need to see blood. A strong person is graceful and shameless; the bravery of an ordinary man who takes five steps with blood will never go out of style. If conditions permit, it is better to pretend to be more elegant. This is what Konoha Village has done very well. Yes, it is worth learning from Suna Ninja.

"So, you won't take action at will now?"

Thinking back to Daimaru's violent temper when he was a child and he would throw his fists at every turn, Temari felt a sense of ridiculous confusion. The guy who was faster with his hands than his brain, now actually started to reason politely.

Daimaru shrugged and replied helplessly:

"With my current strength and status, if I fight casually, others will only think that I am bullying others. No matter how clean and tidy I win, I will not have a good reputation..."

If An Xin were to be an ace fighter, a fierce general who charged into battle, his reputation for being brave and ruthless would not be a big deal. On the contrary, it would make his subordinates more convinced and his opponents more fearful.

For a successful group leader, it is necessary to be strong, but it is not enough to just be competitive.

The subordinates who follow Daimaru all have their own desires. Except for a few who defect due to favors, dreams, opportunities, etc., most of them are ordinary people who make a living and are not fans who look up to the "Red Dust" master as their younger brother.

"To say the least, only defeating a well-known master can have a positive impact..."

"For example..."

Temari curled her lips, but instead of interrupting Daimaru's praise of herself, she asked quite cooperatively.

"That's a good question!"

Daimaru smiled while stroking his hands,

"At least it must be at the level of 'Copy Ninja' Hatake Kakashi..."

"You are so humble. I thought you were going to say Ohnoki or Orochimaru..."

"These people... it's okay to fight for 300 rounds. It's more difficult to win. The right time, place and people are indispensable..."

Daimaru hesitated for a moment, then said honestly,

"We are powerful enough to be at our level, have rich combat experience, have many trump cards, and basically have no weaknesses. If we really want to attack with all our strength, no one else can intervene except the enemy in person. If we are unlucky, it will most likely become a war of attrition that will hurt both sides..."

"Ohnoki...a war of attrition?"

Temari didn't believe it;

"That old man who is almost eighty years old probably won't be able to hold out for thirty minutes in a high-intensity battle..."

"You'll know later!"

Daimaru shook his head slightly and stopped explaining too much. The word "old and strong" was a perfect way to describe the long-lived Ohnoki.

While the two were chatting quietly, a popular student seemed to appear below, causing a burst of cheers.

Daimaru glanced casually a few times, with a smile on his face, and nodded pretending to be satisfied.

"You... are becoming more and more pretentious and like a big shot!"

Temari sighed slightly. Although Daimaru was doing well now, he was different from the unscrupulous guy before.

"In his position, he will seek his own government! I can easily get cheap encouragement, but for those little guys, it is an illusory source of self-confidence, which will be good for them in the future! It doesn't cost anything, why not?"

Leaving a good impression is also a good thing for recruiting talents in the future.

"I think Gaara is imitating you and becoming more and more proficient in making fake smiles..."

"There has to be some sincerity, don't talk nonsense..."

Daimaru lowered his voice and reminded,

"There are too many sand ninjas who are fierce and bitter and have a deep hatred on their faces. Be more confident and smile more, there are benefits..."

"Vicious?"

Temari wrinkled her eyebrows and was about to respond. She turned her head and looked at the eyes around her, suppressing her desire to argue.

"Don't you feel awkward like this? It's not like you..."

"No! It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but then I got better..."

Daimaru said in surprise,

"Why do you think so? Whether it's acting recklessly or being self-reliant, or taking precautions, personally taking risks, etc., I want to do it and follow my own ideas..."

"real?"

Temari asked a little surprised, but also a little pleased.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would be bound by some inexplicable reasons and go against my heart? I did it just because I wanted to..."

"Life is like a moth, and fate is like a spider web. It always makes people unable to control themselves!"

Temari smiled unnaturally and said,

"Like me, Kankuro, Gaara, and your teammates and subordinates, they are all worries that people can't let go of..."

"What's wrong with these?"

Daimaru chuckled,

"This life of not eating the fireworks of the world and being independent from the world is too boring. Did I impress you too deeply when you were a child, causing you to misunderstand me? What I do now that is a little gentle and courteous is just because I am willing... …”

People who do not have a certain status may find it difficult to experience the pleasure of achieving achievements similar to those in a "development game"; when ordinary people face "life", a junk game that has neither systematic quantification nor the ability to save and load files, they always have to think about it. Only by motivating yourself with things like "goals" and "ideals" can you barely keep playing.

Daimaru just got some of the "strategies" in advance, and is ahead of many people. The future is still long, and there is still much to look forward to!

After traveling through so many years, especially after his mental dangers were eliminated and his will was no longer ignorant, Daimaru has been practicing his will as a Suna ninja.

At least now, Daimaru doesn't feel that he and the Konoha ninja are on the same side, even if there is a "protagonist" and a "main plot" there, and there are only some peripheral "branch plots" in Sunagakure Village.

The brand of "Suna Ninja" was deeply ingrained in her mother's womb. To put it bluntly, Daimaru is just a villager of Sunagakure Village who knows better and has some unique ideas. His bonds are all here, so he can feel at ease. home!

Daimaru thinks that he is not qualified for the noble character of integrating knowledge and action and cultivating conscience. At most, he can only achieve selfish desires, and he still enjoys it. His consciousness is really a bit low.

"So, I didn't hinder you?"

"Your question is really stupid, so what if it hinders you? When I threw toads, lizards and scorpions at you, did I consider whether you were unhappy?"

Daimaru's words made Temari suddenly realize:

"It turns out that you have never changed, you just no longer throw dirty things on girls..."

"As long as you understand, I will also grow up, how can I keep playing such childish things?"

There are still many interesting things waiting for Daimaru to do!

"Then... I also have some ideas. I can't do it by myself. You have to help me!"

"To each other, that's not a problem!"

There are so many good girls with slim figures, white skin and beautiful faces, and they even make secret glances from time to time. If Temari doesn't chase them away one by one, it will be a disaster if she can't resist the temptation!