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The next day, after thinking about it for a day, Kimimaro felt that it would be better for him to apologize.

Before leaving, Kimimaro had recited his apology in his mind over and over again, hoping not to make any mistakes.

The most suitable place for Shiro is to stay with the Minazuki group. There are his tribesmen there who can help him with his life and Ninjutsu training.

Finally, after many twists and turns, they arrived at Shiro's residence. Kimimaro silently recalled his apology and silently encouraged himself.

There was a knock on the door, and the door creaked open.

Seeing the person walking out from behind the door, Kimimaro froze on the spot. His throat trembled and he swallowed silently, forgetting all the words he had prepared.

Are you looking in the wrong place? A very beautiful girl with long black hair, skin as white as snow, and wearing a pink cherry blossom kimono walked out of Shiro's room.

Facing those big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Kimimaro felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly, as if he was about to lose the ability to speak.

"I...I came to see Shuiwu Yuebai..."

"Perverted kid, what's wrong with you coming to see me?" Shiro, who was holding toiletries in one hand, used his other hand to lift up a strand of long hair that was blocked by money on his forehead, and looked at Kimimaro with a frown.

"This..." This girl was Shiro. Kimimaro felt as if he had been struck by lightning in an instant. The inside was burnt and the outside was tender. He was stunned on the spot.

Poor Kimimaro, he can't even say shit.

It wasn't until Bai left that Kimimaro regained his composure. He touched his head in confusion, "Is there such a thing? He's obviously a boy, but he's cuter than a girl..."

Kimimaro doesn't know it, but he himself is actually very cute.

When Kimimaro came back with his shattered outlook on life, halfway through, he realized that he had forgotten something.

Apologize! Forgot to apologize!

After messing up the matter again, Kimimaro, who was extremely distressed, returned to the small library in a depressed manner. It was a library unique to Classes 1 and 2, and was a private communication space that Uehara had created for the seven Deidaras.

As good friends, everyone quickly noticed Kimimaro's abnormality and gathered around him to ask him with concern what was wrong.

"I wanted to apologize to someone, but it was delayed due to some reasons." Kimimaro scratched his head, "Fortunately, I didn't succeed. Now that I think about it, it was too hasty. It seems that you need to bring a gift to apologize, right?"

Before meeting Uehara, Kimimaro's knowledge of worldly affairs and emotional intelligence were worrisome, so he was still learning everything, so he would naturally regard an apology that could be said casually as formal.

"We do need to bring gifts," Kurotsuchi tilted his head and thought for a moment, "We need to bring flowers."

"Yeah! I also need to bring some gifts, like wind chimes, waterwheels, etc."

"Yes, there will also be a fruit basket."

…

All his good friends were giving Kimimaro serious advice, and Kimimaro jotted them down one by one.

The wallet was already empty, so Kimimaro, Deidara and the others borrowed money for emergency use.

In order to apologize again, Kimimaro prepared for two days this time. He bought gift boxes and fruits, looked up words and sentences in the dictionary, and wrote a letter of apology that he thought was eloquent. Now, all he needed was flowers.

In front of the flower shop, flowers hanging with dewdrops dazzled Kimimaro's eyes.

For the first time, Kimimaro felt that inedible flowers still had some value.

The young and beautiful female owner of the flower shop saw Kimimaro standing alone in front of the flower bed in a daze, and walked over with a smile.

"Children, do you want to send flowers to others?"

Kimimaro nodded.

When the shop owner asked Kimimaro for advice on which flower to choose, he said, "I want that, the red one, the color that looks a bit like blood."

Kimimaro pointed at the reddest flower in the flower cabinet.

Kimimaro simply believed that the flowers to be sent as an apology should be the most colorful and beautiful ones.

"Oh...it's that kind of flower." The shop owner nodded thoughtfully, and skillfully crossed the rows of flower cabinets to pack flowers for Kimimaro.

Soon, a large bouquet of flowers that Kimimaro said were the color of blood was wrapped in exquisite bouquet paper.

"Is she pretty?" Facing such a cute young man, the shop owner couldn't help but ask.

Kimimaro was stunned for a moment, and Baimei's incredible face came to Kimimaro's mind again, "Beautiful, very beautiful."

Kimimaro nodded firmly.

Kimimaro paid the money and left holding a large bouquet of flowers.

The shop owner looked at his back and said with emotion, what a beautiful age.

What kind of flower is this and why are there thorns? After Kimimaro was stabbed, he had more questions in his mind.

Kimimaro finally made enough preparations to apologize once again.

This time, Shiro and the Minazuki team were about to go out.

"Bai! I give this to you, just...just treat it as an apology gift!"

They stuffed flowers into Bai's arms, fruit baskets and other things were also stuffed into Bai's arms, and Bai almost couldn't hold them.

"What I want to say is, that time...that time the teacher told me to confirm your gender, no offense intended, so..." Kimimaro bowed deeply, "I'm sorry!"

After a simple apology or two, Kimimaro felt uncomfortable all over because everyone was staring at him with half-smiling eyes.

"I...I'm leaving, Bai!"

After Kimimaro left as if fleeing, the Minazuki team could no longer hold back their laughter and burst into laughter.

"Shiro, Kimimaro seems to have fallen in love with you."

What Kimimaro gave me were roses. I gave them to express my feelings.

"How about throwing it away?" Bai said indifferently, pretending not to care, but hugged the flowers in his arms tighter. There was no way not to hug them tightly, there were too many messy fruit baskets, gifts and bouquets.

, if you don’t hold it tightly, it will fall.

"Sorry, please wait for me for a moment." Bai apologized to everyone, and then rushed back to the apartment.

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That bouquet of roses, put one by one in a bottle and placed in a sunny place, will continue to bloom beautifully for a long time.

The news flew everywhere as if it had wings. Even Uehara knew that Kimimaro sent water and moonless white roses.

After Uehara learned the news, he wanted to find a chance to talk to Kimimaro, but he couldn't start the conversation. Several times, Kimimaro was right in front of him, but Uehara didn't know how to raise the topic.

Kimimaro is a beautiful boy, Shiro is an even more beautiful boy, well, they are both boys...

It's not illegal, right? It wasn't illegal in the previous life. As for the ninja world... the ninja world seems strange enough... like Naruto, Sasuke, Madara and Hashirama, Kakashi drinking Obito... tsk tsk.

After Uehara weighed it, he figured it out and decided to find some time to make up his mind to talk to Kimimaro.

"Um... Kimimaro, do you like Shiro?" Uehara asked.

"I like it." Kimimaro blurted out almost without thinking.

If Kimimaro doesn't hate Shiro, doesn't that mean he likes him?

As expected, Uehara was silent for a long time, "Although Minazuki Shiro's ice escape talent is very good, his physical skills are very poor."

"Kimimaro, I'll give you an important task. You should teach the White Body Technique." Since Kimimaro didn't care, Uehara felt that there was no need to be a villain.

There are not many people as kind-hearted as Uehara.

It was just a wonderful misunderstanding. With the unintentional help of a group of people, Kimimaro and Shiro... the two most beautiful boys in Iwagakure Village. Their looks really match each other and they are very CP.