Chapter Eighty-Three: The Past
"Brother Uehara! Brother Uehara! ”
Early in the morning, someone was screaming through the window, completely disrupting Uehara's plan to sleep until dawn.
Being able to get dressed in four seconds at the fastest and pack up equipment in ten seconds is a quality that has been honed for a long time.
"Feng Fu, is that you?" I opened the door, and it wasn't another companion, it was Xiao Fengfu, whose head only reached Uehara's chest.
"I graduated today!" Feng Fu held Iwakure's forehead guard high and followed Uehara to show off, the brand new forehead guard, the color is blood-like red, unlike Uehara's, sweat, blood, dust, and messy things are dirty, no matter how much you wash them, they look like they don't pull a few times.
"Awesome, Kazefu!" Uehara stretched out his thumb, "There is not a single stone in the yard, your task has been successfully completed, go, please eat." ”
Ren Zhuli has been bullied since he was a child, but he doesn't deserve to be bullied. When the children threw stones at Han's house, Uehara beat the bears, and as a result, he violated ninja regulations and was imprisoned in a small black house.
However, the regulations are for official ninjas, and the wind and their group of little ones who have not yet become ninjas are not among them.
In order to prevent stones from flying over and smashing bowls when he was eating, and in order to prevent Han from being bullied, Uehara creatively hired a group of ninja school imps.
One D-class mission a day, from Uehara to the battlefield until returning from the battlefield, there is not a day vacant, and they really didn't let a stone fly into the yard.
Perseverance is a good quality, if the talent is a little stronger, the luck is a little better, maybe the wind that grows up will become a powerful guy.
But you must know that the guys who have no talent and bad luck account for the vast majority.
One hundred and eighty-five days, one D-level task a day, after accounting, eleven people led by Feng Fu, Uehara gave the whole number of eleven million.
The three generations of old men are too picky, more than a dozen Konoha Shangnin's heads, Uehara used them in exchange for money, he only gave 10 million, and he wanted to give the corners to the underground black market to sell, and 100 million could be sold.
After settling their remuneration, Uehara was completely out of money.
The devil knows why children like to eat such greasy barbecue so much. Konoha has a very famous Ichiraku ramen restaurant, and there is a very expensive barbecue Q, now, the first floor of Mori Huiya is the barbecue Q, the plane is mainly cooking, and the barbecue made by the fire escape Xiangchuan is superb.
"And also!" I've already eaten more than a dozen plates, and Feng Fu called for another one. Aikawa is not a profiteer, he gave a lot of portions, and he was afraid that there would be problems if he ate it again, so Uehara stopped it, "Aunt Senhui, it's okay, they have already eaten too much." ”
"That's right," when he was about to leave after drinking some water and wiping his mouth, Feng Fu suddenly remembered something he had almost forgotten, "Vanilla-sensei said to let Brother Uehara go to school and pack up the things in the dormitory, and the new students are going to move in." ”
"I ...... My dorm? Uehara was a little stunned.
"yes, it's yours."
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When you know how to hold a knife when you cross over, you have to fight fierce enemies, sacrifice and bleed all the way, which is not what the original Uehara experienced, but a soul from another world.
Orphans may have similar characteristics, fewer friends, less money, and fewer dreams. Maybe under the lonely heart, there will be magnificent waves hidden under the calm.
It's like the bed in the dormitory in the previous life, with things on the top bunk and sleeping on the bottom bunk, and the neatly folded quilt is still well placed. The quilt that has been washed too many times is already white, and the original color cannot be seen clearly.
Under the bed, from small to large, there is a row of shoes. It may be that there is too much exercise, and the big toe is grinding out holes.
"How long have I been living at the school? Has it always been here? Feeling for a pair of shoes, from the size of a palm to the size of a palm, to a sturdy ninja shoe, Uehara had a lot of thoughts.
He seemed to see a super naughty little ghost, every time he got out of school, he ran all over the mountains, he seemed to run just for the sake of running, when his companions were together, he screamed presumptuously, when he was alone, he was also running, howling, cheering loudly, the distant mountains could be heard.
It must be so, otherwise it is not enough to explain why so many pairs of shoes are broken.
There were six people in one room, "Ghost head, it turns out that you are sleeping here." "The name of the mark on the bed is still there, and the name is still recognizable.
The ghost head must be a super sloppy guy, the wall he is sticking to has completely turned black, and he must have been soiled by stepping on the wall every night without washing his feet.
I only know one ghost head, I don't know one by other names, more than 1,000 people, and I don't know where they were assigned and how they died.
Asking the Upper Soul to pack up his things is to another soul packing up his relics.
With a bald pencil, it seems that there are moldy cookies and candies hidden for a long time, colorful stones picked up from nowhere, a little pocket money scattered around, and some very interesting things.
"I seem to like you."
"Wow, I really like you."
"I like you so much."
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If you write these things every day, you don't know how long ago you started writing them, so long ago that the pages turned yellow.
"Kouehara, who do you like?" Uehara smiled, "If it's pretty, how about I help you marry it back?" ”
I wasn't in a good mood, especially when I asked where the relics of the ghost head of the guy in the Academic Affairs Office were, and the answer I got turned out to be that it was dealt with. Uehara held back his anger and did not tear down the academic affairs office.
During the critical period of the Red Spider run-in, everyone went to the demolition unit to receive high-intensity training, but Uehara asked for leave for himself, and it was two days at a time.
I don't have anything I don't have but I want it very much, so I used to treasure sweets.
Even if it was broken, he was reluctant to eat it, and now, these broken candies are all fake Uehara's.
"Ninja World, don't you have preservatives, uncle's ......" ate candy with a strange taste, Uehara's mouth was astringent, but he didn't spit it out, lying on the ground with his arms on his pillow, and the clouds in the sky were very white.
I've heard that clouds look like animals, trees, and people, but Uehara doesn't look like anything.
"I don't have your soul, how do I know who you like?" Uehara put a box full of notes neatly arranged, just put it in place, a gust of wind came, and he chased it all over the mountains for a long time, "Besides, if you like it, you can say it early, and you don't say it when you go to the battlefield, what a pity." ”
"Are all orphans so miserable?"
"If your soul is still there, ...... So what are you doing now? Maybe you don't really like being a ninja, do you? I don't like ...... either."
"Extraordinary power is magical. But the price to come at is too great. ”
"Also, Uehara Tushi, who gave you the name? Did you see the soil and stones and give them names, hahahaha......"
Like a fool, Uehara talked to himself for a long time, and there was only a napping owl next to him, and it didn't want to listen to anything, it just wanted to continue sleeping.