"This thing is so recognizable?"

Daimaru's face froze,

"Miss Shaye is so excited, have you been tricked?"

"Admit it?"

The sand night raised his head triumphantly at an angle of forty-five degrees and obliquely upward,

"Who do you think I am? This kind of small scene is hard to stop me? ”

"Isn't that all there is to it? It's not that Sand Shinobi is unlucky anyway! ”

In fact, Daimaru hopes that Miss Shaye's team will be eliminated, and with the strength of their team, there is still a slight possibility of passing the third pre-selection.

"It's a lively fight outside, that's how you feel?"

"Then what do you want to do, go out and help those candidates distinguish the real from the fake?"

"If it weren't for you doing these little actions, we wouldn't have come so hard, fighting hard, and actually found out that you were behind the trouble!"

Miss Shaya was a little indignant, Kankuro took the fake scroll in Daimaru's hand and spread it out, unconsciously showing a smile,

"I see, no wonder you came so late, I thought you were taught a lesson and didn't dare to show up."

Temari, who was not far away, listened to a rough idea, approached and looked at the empty fake scroll inside, and instantly figured out the scene outside,

"How many copies of this thing did you scatter out?"

"Ten copies, in addition to this volume, there are nine more copies."

Daimaru replied.

"That's really ......"

Temari shook his head, if no one could tell the real from the fake......

No, even if someone can tell the difference and is willing to help others, it depends on whether other squads believe it or not, who knows if you really want to help, or if you lie and want your competitors to be eliminated?

When the seeds of suspicion and suspicion are planted, they are not so easily removed.

"The remaining sand ninja is basically hopeless! It's good to ......."

It's not that Temari looks down on his compatriots, and the Shinobu Shinobu of the Sand Hidden Village, who has a little strength, is basically here.

In the joint ninja exam in recent years, it has been a long time since so many sand ninja passed the second exam.

The year that has a slight sign of prosperity appears in the year when it is about to fight for its life, which is really emotional.

As night falls, the level of danger in the Death Forest rises in an instant, and it is not wise to venture forward at this time.

"That's probably it for tonight!"

Daimaru looked tired,

"No one should come again, let's disperse!"

Finding a bench by himself, Daimaru leaned back, took out the puppet puppet Temari, and slowly adjusted it, focusing on the attitude of no one around, which surprised Kankuro a little.

"You two, do you know what happened to Daimaru today? It always feels a little different than usual! ”

"You found out too? Kankuro! ”

Qian chuckled,

"Seeing that Temari didn't entangle, it was over after honestly saying a few words!"

"I see!"

Kankuro suddenly realized,

"I said, why is it different from usual, this kid has changed his mind and abandoned Temari? Not quite like it......"

"Who was abandoned? If you talk nonsense again, even if it's my brother, I want you to look good! ”

Temari instantly raised his eyebrows and roared through gritted teeth.

"You two, be quiet, don't wake me up!"

Chila grabbed her annoyed bow and reminded in a whisper.

A few people glanced back at Iro, still motionless, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Daimaru, who was focused on the puppet in his hand, uncharacteristically did not speak, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something, with a hesitant look.

"What's that expression? It's a bit weird to look at! It can't be that you've awakened some strange fetish, right? ”

The well-informed Kankuro guessed thoughtfully.

"Fetish?"

Yame glanced at Temari suspiciously, and then at Daimaru, who was obsessed with dolls,

"Obviously there is a big beauty by his side, but he doesn't care about fiddling with dolls with the same face, is it so strange for puppeteers?"

Regardless of the ugly puppet that Miss Shaya was holding in her arms, it seems that Kankuro doesn't deal much with living people, and is a strange guy who can talk to himself with a puppet even if he hides in his room alone.

"How many of you, what kind of eyes are you?"

Kankuro glared back at several female ninjas dissatisfied,

"That guy is a little weird, but there are traces to follow, although the appearance of the behavior is very rude, but very smart, just too lazy, nothing important, basically can't use his brain! In addition......"

Kankuro rubbed his chin with his hand and said with interest:

"Daimaru is a guy who likes to think about troublesome things simply, and he only thinks about one important thing in his head, and at this time, there should be more important things, which occupy all his mind, and he doesn't have time to think about harassing Temari......"

To put it simply, it's a single-threaded mode, and it's too lazy to think too much trouble at the same time.

Yame and Chi, as well as Temari, as well as the sisters Shaya and Sana looked at Kankuro strangely,

"When did you get to know Daimaru so well and know him so well?"

Temari's complexion is a little unsightly,

"It seems that you don't care so much about your sister, do you?"

"I'm guessing too!"

Kankuro smiled awkwardly, surrounded by female ninjas, it was really uncomfortable to be the center of sight.

On the other side, Shiro, who was a little silent, walked up to Daimaru and bowed deeply.

"What are you?"

Daimaru looked strangely at the burly figure who suddenly came over to say hello.

"We were in a hurry to meet last time, and I didn't give you a word of gratitude."

"Just take what you need, don't care. Also, we're competitors now, and you're a ninja now, so at least learn to act like an arrogant sand ninja first! If you are submissive, no one will show mercy to your subordinates. ”

"I didn't mean that!"

Zi Luo hurriedly distinguished,

"Just wanted to say thank you......"

"Well, I've heard you!"

Daimaru put down the puppet in his hand, stood up, and patted Shiro's shoulder,

"Be confident, you worked hard to become a ninja, but now you need to think about what kind of ninja you want to be. Don't bow your head easily, others won't think you're polite because of that. Your teammates are over there, go for it......"

A physical ninja who is easy to get emotional, he is a good comrade-in-arms, but Daimaru doesn't like to make friends with this kind of person very much.

I am an impulsive person, and when I get along with similar people, I may have a feeling of seeing each other and hating each other, but it is more about disliking people who have the same shortcomings as me.

The likelihood of making the same mistake increases without the possibility of being persuaded, and there is a risk that empathy comes with being seen through.

It's like a personality clash that feels offended by the specificity of maintaining self-esteem.