rock ninja log

"Kimimaro, I heard that you broke Shiro's leg?" Uehara looked at Kimimaro who had his head lowered speechlessly, "What's going on?"

Kimimaro was speechless. He said that it was an accident. Kimimaro was not very good at teaching. The best way he could think of to improve his white taijutsu skills was to engage in taijutsu combat that was close to actual combat.

Kimimaro's control over his power is immature, especially as his power increases every day.

So there was an accident, a slightly heavier kick that broke Bai's calf bone.

Uehara is like twisting Kimimaro's ears twice, and then asking him: Why are you so practical? By asking you to help Shiro train Taijutsu, you are creating opportunities for you, don't you understand? Why are you so heavy-handed?

"Kimimaro, taijutsu training is not as simple as training fighting skills. If you have time, um, you can treat me to free food, watch movies, go shopping together, etc." Uehara gave Jun.

A series of suggestions from Maro.

"Are these...useful?" Kimimaro frowned in confusion.

"Of course it works!" Uehara said plausibly, "Why did you accidentally hurt Shiro? It's because you lack the tacit understanding between you, and tacit understanding is cultivated in daily life, do you understand?"

Kimimaro felt that what Uehara said was very reasonable, and even Uehara himself admired his eloquence.

"Watching movies, going shopping, eating delicious food together, and going to the night market together... what else is there?" Kimimaro hurried on, counting on his fingers, for fear of forgetting Uehara's explanation.

Kimimaro is too simple, he completely trusts Uehara.

Bai is recuperating at home and won't be able to go out for a while.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.

Who could it be at this time? Bai jumped out of bed and opened the door.

"Shiro, can I treat you to a movie?" Kimimaro waved the two movie tickets in his hand.

Kimimaro was a little uneasy. He was afraid that Shiro would refuse to go with him. Wouldn't it be that the ticket was bought in vain and the money owed to Deidara had not yet been paid off.

Bai stared at Kimimaro's eyes seriously, and Kimimaro couldn't help but dodge his eyes, "I really want to go with you, but my foot is injured, so it's not possible..."

"I'll carry you on my back!" Kimimaro didn't hear the excuses and rejections in Bai's words, "I'm very powerful!" Kimimaro clenched his fist towards Bai with force, his finger bones creaking.

"Come on, I'll take you there. The movie will start soon." With that said, Kimimaro squatted down with his back to Shiro and motioned for Shiro to get on his back.

Shiro bit his lip lightly, hesitating in his eyes for a moment, and finally slowly leaned on Kimimaro's back, Shiro's cheeks were slightly red.

There is another gossip about Kimimaro to talk about. Kimimaro went to see a movie with Shiro on his back! Deidara and the others gathered together and talked lively. They must be envious of a group of singles.

The movie is a fresh light love story. The main plot is that the village was destroyed, a little girl escaped luckily, and finally met the powerful samurai who protected her on the wandering road.

The movie is not too exciting, but at least the background music and scenery are beautiful, the leading actors are also beautiful, and it looks very comfortable.

After the movie was over, the lights in the cinema were turned on, and the audience was about to leave one after another. Kimimaro, who was snoring lightly, suddenly woke up. When he looked up, he saw Bai Zheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Kimimaro, you have to send me back." Bai smiled sweetly, without any intention of blaming Kimimaro.

"Sorry, Shiro, I accidentally fell asleep..." Kimimaro was filled with embarrassment.

Bai covered his mouth and laughed softly.

The movie is not so boring that one would fall asleep while watching it. Kimimaro is too tired, and the physical art of Eight Door Dungeon is simply not something that humans can learn.

In a step-by-step process, the amount of training is gradually increased, and it will be more tiring in the future.

——

At night, lanterns decorate both sides of the streets in the night market, forming soft and colorful lanterns, which are very beautiful.

Kimimaro walked slowly with Shiro on his back and followed the crowd. It was a bit boring to walk like this. They gradually began to talk. The conversation was a little stiff at first, and then they slowly started talking and laughing.

When Shiro sees something interesting, he will ask Kimimaro to slow down and carry him closer to take a look. Naturally, Kimimaro completely obeys Shiro's opinion.

It was late at night as the lights began to fade and the crowd dispersed. Kimimaro's body was covered with trinkets he bought, all for Shiro.

The night was very quiet, and you could still hear Kimimaro's powerful footsteps on the street.

"Kimimaro, do you like me?"

Bai Anjing lay on Kimimaro's back and whispered in Kimimaro's ear.

The warm breath tickled his ears, and Kimimaro felt his ears itching.

"I like Shiro." Kimimaro slowed down and said without hesitation.

Already downstairs in the apartment, Kimimaro gently put down Shiro.

Under the warm orange light of the street lamp, each other can see each other's eyes.

This should have been the time to say goodbye to each other.

There seemed to be crystal mist in his white eyes, "I seem to... also like Kimimaro."

"Kimimaro, if... I hug you, will you feel weird?"

"Not really." Kimimaro didn't realize there was something wrong with the hug.

Bai Qing smiled sweetly, and he gently hugged Kimimaro's waist.

Kimimaro's body suddenly became a little stiff, and he understood almost instantly that the word "like" seemed to have a not simple meaning.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, it seemed like a long time, Shiro slowly loosened his arms around Kimimaro, "Good night." Shiro smiled.

"Good night...good night." Kimimaro said goodbye to Shiro at a loss.

——

"Teacher, I like Shiro." Kimimaro solemnly told Hara one day.

Uehara glanced at Kimimaro strangely, "I know. Besides, I didn't forbid you from liking him, right?"

"I mean...it's...that kind of liking." Kimimaro's words were unclear.

"It's the kind of love that goes beyond the friendship between friends and is different from the bond between companions, right?" Uehara looked at the blushing Kimimaro with eyes that had seen through everything.

"That's good, Kimimaro. You have found someone worth protecting with your life, so let yourself become a powerful enough ninja."

There is no more gossip about Kimimaro and Shiro.

Shiro let down her hair tied with hairpins, wore a pink cherry blossom kimono, held Kimimaro's arm, and when she met Uehara with a sweet smile and greeted him, the two of them were as beautiful as a painting.

Many times, Uehara would forget Shiro's gender and really thought Shiro was a girl.

Shiro is very beautiful and Kimimaro is also very handsome. They are a perfect couple. It is the turn of a monster to oppose them?

Kimimaro would also look great if he wore women's clothes. But Kimimaro refuses to wear them...