Chapter Thirty-Six: Mr. Shuo Mao Next Door (Not).
Shuo Mao used a small water escape.
As for what exactly...... Yu didn't hear clearly, because before Shuo Mao could pronounce the suffix, the water poured from the air on her freshly cut head.
After pouring water once, there was still a little bit of hair flowing down the top of Yu's neck from the top of his head, although it was not much, but it was sparsely distributed on the sides and in the middle.
Shuo Mao chose the latter option between reaching for his hair and another wave of water escape.
Yu's heart was poured on his head again without any fluctuations.
And this time I didn't hear what kind of escape it was.
"Did your clothes get wet?" Shuo Mao walked around Yu.
The cloth used to cut the hair also seemed to be waterproof, and there was not a single drop of water on Yu's enclosed body, and the hair that fell on it was washed to the ground in the courtyard by the water twice.
It looks like it's a hassle to clean up.
"No ......" Yu stood on the pony, letting the water drip down his hair.
Winters in Konoha are not very cold, and only when it snows and rains will it appear colder.
It's not cold, but it's ...... The skull is cold.
Yu felt the wind knife that is unique to winter blowing across his scalp, and he felt like all his hair was about to freeze and peel off with the wind.
[won't be bald......]
"Just hold on a little longer." Shuo Mao took out an absorbent towel from the small bag, pressed it against Yu's head, and gently patted Yu's hair through the towel.
The towel is thin, but Yu's hair doesn't grow long now.
When the towel was wet with water in all directions, Yu felt that his head was not so cold.
Shuo Mao's body temperature passed from the cool wet towel to her hair in the palm of her hand, and then to her own from the thin strands of her hair that stuck to her scalp.
It's a father-like palm.
Although Shuo Mao is indeed a father, he is not his own.
[…… By the way, now I have a father. ]
Yuto forgot about it.
She almost thought she was still living in the same world she once was.
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Shuo Mao bent to the side and wrung the wet towel into a semi-dry state, and then continued to rub the towel to wipe Yu's hair.
There were not a few drops of water visible on the cloth that was wrapping around. Shuo Mao wiped Yu's hair to a third of the wet, then wiped the water on the back of his neck that was almost dry, untied the cloth, shook it several times at the distant air, folded it again, and stuffed it into the bag of the hair cutting suit.
"Look at it." Shuo Mao said, and took out two small mirrors in his hand, one for Yu and the other for himself, aiming at the back of Yu's head.
"Hmm......" Yu pinched the small mirror, turned his head up and down, left and right, and found the right angle, taking in the extreme vision of the mirror in his eyes.
…… Not good, super handsome.
Although it is not handsome to the point of earth-shattering, it is already a lot more handsome than before.
[Well, that's perfect for me.] ]
Yu thought as he put down the mirror, stood on the pony, turned around and patted Shuo Mao's shoulder in satisfaction.
"Uncle Shuomao can consider opening a barber shop when he retires in the future!"
For most people, it's nice to hear someone else's good enough to open a store.
There must have been a sense of joy to a greater or lesser extent.
"Yes, thank you."
And Shuo Mao just smiled and touched Yu's hair as before.
I can't see if there is or is not so happy because of this.
Maybe he never thought about what he would do when he was old enough to stop acting as a ninja.
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Maguro didn't want to stay on the ground, so she took Yuta to the roof to bask in the sun together.
Yu leaned on the real black, and saw that Shuo Mao, who had entered the house below, came out with a rake, and turned over all the land where Yu's hair had fallen, and then took out a pile of dry firewood without knowing where to go, and slammed it into the turned out soil, and then ......
A small fire escape came out of Shuomao's mouth. (✨ Uchiha and Sarutobi are good at fire, but in the whole work, they are not the only ones who will escape, the toad of Myoki Mountain will also, the red bean will also, Ebisu will also, and the ninjas of other villages will also (the card may have been copied so it is not counted here)
“……”
Yu stared at the fire and smelled the stench of burning proteins.
She suddenly remembered how Sao Mao and Payne had sat by the fire and chatted.
It looks like you're roasting sweet potatoes.
[I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes......]
Yuxu wiped his mouth.
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Hirowa looked at it for more than ten minutes, and the fire slowly went out, and Shuo Mao turned over the soil a few more times, dug out the deeper soil, buried the soil that had been burned in the fire to the innermost side, and finally filled in the soil that was turned out later.
The behavior seems to be very skillful, as if it has done something like this many times.
"Uncle Shuomao——......"
Yu wants to ask him if he hoes a lot—here.
But when I thought that this act of digging and burying the earth could also be applied to dealing with dead enemies, I suddenly didn't want to know.
"What's wrong?"
Shuo Mao looked at the real black and Yu on the eaves with the stick of the rake, like an old man who was farming.
It's just that the hair color looks very similar.
“…… Great work!! Yu didn't know if there were any other topics to ask, in short, he thanked Shuo Mao first, "The lunch is delicious, and the uncle's hair-cutting skills are also very good, very grateful - thank you——! ”
She raised her hands and shouted at Shuo Mao below.
"I really like my uncle's cooking, and this hairstyle!"
Yu felt that calling Uncle (Ou-chan) was a better proof of the child's trust in the adult than calling Uncle (Ou Jisan).
There's no harm in having a good relationship with Shuo Mao, and it's unlikely that something like being dragged into battle will happen, after all, Kakashi is a more talented candidate.
Sakumo probably wouldn't let Kakashi step back and let someone else take over because he was in danger.
"If you like it—" Shuo Mao also replied to the child who went up to the room with one hand, "I'm going to do the task here, so you can go home early." ”
Shuo Mao had previously learned from Kakashi that Yu was not enrolled in school, and that he and Yu really didn't know each other.
So he didn't ask Yu if he didn't go to school.
Yu stood up and waved his hand vigorously, and Maguro was afraid that she would fall, so he circled her with his claw arm to his side.
"Well, then, goodbye, uncle! Work hard! We'll be back tomorrow! ”
"Goodbye, it's really dark, be careful on the road-"
Like an uncle next door, Shuo Mao said goodbye to the children and the panther who were waiting on the roof of his house.
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"I ...... I didn't really like that kid. ”
Maguro walked on the roofs of countless houses with Yu on his back, and only after leaving Shuo Mao's house did he open his mouth sullenly.
She was referring to Kakashi.
"Really?" Yu hugged the real black and kept his body on it, "If you don't like it, you don't like it, it's not that you have to get along with him too, I'm about the same, but it's good to eat some, by the way, you said before that the milk powder sent by Uncle Shuomao is delicious, let's go see where it's sold, how about buying some back?" ”
She hugged the real black rub and rubbed it.
"Uh-huh......!"
Maguro hooked his tail and began to look down as he walked, to see if there was a place to sell milk powder.