Crystal droplets of water hang on the thin, almost transparent wings of the butterfly, and freeze in a sliding posture. The spiky blades of grass had just been overwhelmed by the wind and remained in a bent posture. Everything in the world is condensed at this moment, and only two quiet breathing sounds remain, stretching in the freeze-frame frame.

In this frozen world, the most pitiful thing is probably the ghost shark who has just lifted one leg. Before the soles of the feet hit the ground, they were suspended at a certain point in time, like a doll with clockwork to the bottom, looking funny.

Terukaede stood on tiptoe and approached the Uchiha Itachi. And the weasel in front of her seemed to be frozen, standing motionless, without even turning the black pupils slightly. Only the occasional low and fanning of his eyes will reveal the unrest in his heart.

"Itachi-kun ......"

She glanced at him, obviously on the same level, but Zhao Fenghong quickly looked away. She struggled to get to the height of the ferret, and turned her head to the side, wanting to kiss the cute one.

The scenes described countless times on Intimacy Heaven seemed so clumsy when she first imitated them.

Hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, like a bird that can't find its nest when it returns late. Closer, closer, until the skin on the tip of her nose rubbed against it, and the temperature burned so hot that her heart began to beat rapidly. The sound of trembling breathing seemed to be experiencing a change that had never been seen before.

Obviously, she was the one who took the initiative, but her tiptoes were sore, and she still didn't dare to do that. It's so close, but it's always at a distance. I could already feel the snort, but my trembling lips were always afraid to approach, and even my dark red eyes began to glance around disobediently, trying to turn his attention away.

Contrary to her nervousness, Itachi didn't move at all. He stood quietly, closing his eyes slightly from time to time. The black eyes looked down, as if they were taking a good time to observe the reaction of the maple red. After a long wait, the sound of a piece of fabric rubbing against his ears was heard, and he reached out and lifted a strand of hair that fell from his ear and walked back. The scarlet ring on his finger rubbed the red ear of Zhao Fenghong.

When he rolled the strand of hair over his shoulders, he put his arm around the back of her neck, and then lowered his head and touched Zhao Fenghong's lips quickly.

It was as fast as if it hadn't happened, but it was enough to crash Zhao Fenghong's brain.

The old god who wanted to be rude to Zhengtai was instead disrespectful to Zhengtai. The way of the world......

However, the touch of gently rubbing it......

My heart seems to be beating like I can't stop - help-

Human emotions are truly terrifying! I want to dodge, but I want to get closer. I want to refuse, but I want to stop after a taste.

Zhao Fenghong's heels finally hit the ground heavily.

The sound of rain began again, and the droplets of water hanging from the thin wings of the butterflies dripped onto the tips of the leaves, and rolled down the veins into the moist earth. The ghost shark put down the raised leg and walked towards the two, asking as he went, "How?" Mr. Itachi, Sensei, have you come up with a result? ”

"Hmm." Zhao Fenghong nodded casually, and put her hands behind her back: "I will leave soon, and I won't trouble you again." ”

Uchiha Itachi stood quietly facing the rain curtain, neither denying nor approving, as if he was an outsider who stayed out of the matter. He looked at the side of the rain curtain and was calm and peaceful, so that Zhao Fenghong couldn't help but secretly raise his eyes to look.

The ghost shark always felt that the atmosphere between the two people was a little delicate. Could it be that something terrible has happened again?

"That's a pity, teacher." The ghost shark pushed the big knife hanging on his back and said, "We won't send you." ”

Zhao Fenghong looked at the rain in the sky and replied, "When the rain stops, I'll leave here." ”

Before parting, Uchiha Itachi handed a thick piece of paper folded in four folds to Terukae Hong, the paper was already yellowed and looked very old, and only a scribbled signature could be seen on the back, which read, "With Kushina and Asami, Konoha forty-seven years, summer".

"Now I can barely understand what the teacher told me that night." Uchiha Itachi handed the piece of paper to Terukaede, left this sentence, and left with the oni.

- Hey! What the hell did she say "that night"! She doesn't understand it herself! That's too profound!

While sneering in her heart, she unfolded the photo with her hand. Sure enough, Uzumaki Kushina, Futagawa Asami, and Uchiha Mikoto lined up and stood at the door of the ninja school's graduation hall holding hands. Kushina, who has a big belly, smiles cheerfully, and Asami Futakawa, who has taken off her glasses, wears a green vest of Konoha and is sandwiched between Kushina and Mikoto one left and one right.

And now, only she is the only one left in the photo.

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After saying goodbye to Itachi Uchiha, Terukaede began to think about what she should do next.

Although she is very reluctant to be cute Itachi-kun, she is really not suitable to follow Itachi now. Itachi's situation was already extremely complicated, and if another person with a mysterious identity and strange abilities followed him, it would probably add a lot of trouble, and that was not something she wanted to see.

After thinking about it, the only thing she could do was probably to protect the Uchiha Itachi's safety.

Faced with Uchiha Itachi, the omnipotent god felt helpless for the first time.

Neither moving the time forward nor backward can change the situation of the ferret. He is such a determined person that even if time goes back, he will make the same choice again for the sake of righteousness.

Tell stories, teach physical skills, travel through time and space, pluck the lute, recognize the name of wine, how to quickly dry the floor...... These things have become useless. And according to Itachi's current situation, since he has the ability to wipe out a powerful family overnight and join the most dangerous Xiao organization, then it means that he is now so powerful that he does not need the protection of his teacher.

The only one who can defeat Itachi is himself—only his self-exile and ruining heart.

Since you can't do anything, let's take it one step at a time.

Anyway, she believes that no matter how many times they are separated, fate will let the two meet again.

Zhao Fenghong left the small village, chose a random inhabited town, and started looking for work again. Because she has returned to the appearance of an adult, no one will use the reason of "underage" to drive her away. After a few inquiries, she found a new job at a hot spring inn.

This time, she plays the role of a part-time girl who is in charge of checking in the name of the check-in at the front desk......

It seems that it is more interesting to participate in the war ninjas.

Just as she was lying on the counter with a pen in her hand to sign the work agreement, a short little man beside her kept jumping upwards, shouting excitedly as she jumped: "What a woman! Do you really live here today! Out of pocket! ”

The voice made by the little man when he jumped was too loud, and Zhao Fenghong, who was filling in the name column, couldn't help but glance sideways, and happened to see a white fried uncle who was rummaging through his wallet in distress. The man was stepping on clogs, carrying a scroll, with an oil word on his forehead, and two vertical red lines under his eyes, and he was the author of the famous "Intimacy Paradise" series, Mr. Jiraiya.

Zhao Fenghong, who was holding a fountain pen, shouted with some confusion: "...... Mr. Jiraiya? ”

Jirai, who was rummaging through his wallet, also stopped his movements and looked up a little puzzled. The moment he saw Zhao Fenghong, his eyes lit up, and he said, "This beautiful young lady, do you know me?" ”

Zhao Feng red choked.

She almost forgot that she had erased their memories herself.

“…… No. Zhao Fenghong put down the pen and said, "I happen to be your reader. ”

"Oh, do you like to read my books, too?" Jiraiya leaned in front of her, touched his chin and said, "Is it a heaven of affection?" ”

"Yes." Zhao Fenghong nodded.

Seeing that Jiraiya and the woman in front of him were talking again, ignoring himself at all, the young man with the little yellow fried hair squinted his eyes into a slit angrily, squeezed his schoolbag in front of Jiraiya, and shouted while squeezing: "Lustful fairy, if you talk to a beautiful woman again, you will miss the lottery of that ramen shop!" ”

"Naruto, don't make trouble." Zilai also put one hand on the young man's golden and fluffy head, and rubbed it vigorously: "I am in the process of exchanging literary creations. ”

- Naruto?

This special name attracted the attention of President Zhao Fenghong. She lowered her head to look at the young man's appearance—short blond hair, blue eyes, and a few whisker-like marks on his cheeks, and he was now looking up at Jiraiya in a puff of anger. This unyielding and fiery appearance reminded Zhao Fenghong of what Jiu Sinai used to be.

She suddenly remembered a conversation she had with Jiraiya a long time ago.

""The Legend of Strong Perseverance"? It looks like the saga of a determined ninja. Jiraiya is very powerful. …… Naruto, is that the name of the main character? Very nice to hear. ”

"Yes, Watergate and Kushina also like the name. It seems that young people nowadays like such energetic names. ”

"This kid ...... Is it called Naruto? Zhao Fenghong half-bent down.

"Me?" The short Naruto raised his head even higher, "I'm the Naruto Uzumaki who will definitely become the Hokage!" ”

"Uzumaki ......" Terukaede muttered, putting his hand on the top of Naruto's head and saying, "Is this child a child of Kushina and Mizumon?" ”

Her sudden touch made Naruto a little strange, and the boy's still immature face instantly swelled like a tomato, and his hands were nervous and didn't know where to put them. Jiraiya, who was standing behind Naruto, had a look on his face that changed from relaxed to solemn, and he stared at the woman he had only known for a few minutes and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Asami." She looked up at the name of the inn: "Asami Kokubo." ”

With that, she picked up the pen again and wrote it down in the name field of the work agreement.

"Huh? The same name as the hotel? Did you own this hotel? The hot flush on Naruto's face hadn't faded yet.

"Nope." "There are a lot of people in this town who have the surname Kokubo, which is a surname that has been handed down in the past. ”