"Hinata Yuki is injured, but she has white eyes, so if you want to live, it's best for the two of you to act together, and until then, I'll attract as many enemies as I can."

"Huh... What the? ”

At this moment, it was Mitarai who made the voice to ask, and Hinata Yuki, who was frowning on the side, stared at the winter night suspiciously, all because his subsequent words were somewhat unexpected to them, and the previous silence was suddenly broken.

"I'm sorry, that, I meant to say, this, I wanted to ask."

"Why?"

"In contrast, ask something like this first?"

In place of the tsundere and troublesome Mitarai, Hinata Yuki's bland speech added, in comparison.

On a winter night in Liuchuan, he was still as calm as usual with an expressionless face, but he was exuding "Is there anything wrong?" In this sense, Mitarai and Hinata Snow don't think so, only he thinks so.

"Or is it weird?"

"It's weird!"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"I feel the same strange thing that seems to be the first time I know that you are strange about this!"

"That's a strange thing."

Mitarai's sudden fluent eloquence,Speaking a series of words that feel twisted.,It seems that it is easy to understand in the winter night.,Of course,It's more likely to be directly perfunctory.。

"So, goodbye?"

"Goodbye."

After the eerie goodbye.

Seeing the two guys who sped away, the speed of the winter night slowly slowed down.

And then.

Bend over.

Bend your knees.

Jump.

Staggered!

As his back rotated, he saw a piece of paper that Kunai was carrying, narrowly shuttling past him and piercing into the rock where he was standing.

The perfectly borrowed body on the rock of the slope spun in a circle in mid-air, and scattered shurikens flew out of his hands.

The clanging shuriken finally separated the distance between the constant collisions, and chased towards different targets more quickly and scattered.

Rumble!

As soon as the movement of the body was completed, a roar suddenly sounded from the rock where he had been standing, and between the fireworks, black smoke mixed with a little stone powder, and then, large and small pieces of gravel also fell to the ground.

Detonator!

Winter Night, which landed in a steady motion, immediately stepped on the ground a few steps and left in a different direction from Hinata Yuki.

"Separate chase!"

The scattered shuriken can play a very small and incalculable blocking role. Even if they were much behind, Iwa Shinobi would not fail to discover the reality that the three of them escaped separately, so more than a dozen ninjas made the right choice at the intermittent intersection, at least, it seemed so!

“···· Six, seven, eight, is there only eight left? ”

The chase continued, however, due to the separation of numbers, there were not many people chasing after him.

Even if it's just him.

But.

For a winter night, this is the perfect situation.

Water?

The voice heard in his ears made Winter Night choose the battlefield immediately for the counterattack horn he was about to blow.

The bent back, waist, knees, legs and soles of the feet grip the ground perfectly, the integrated body will use the power completely, and the speed suddenly increases on the winter night, and there is a cliff in front of you!

And then.

The sound of running water comes from the bottom of the cliff.

Run fast.

Facing the cliff that ordinary people are afraid of, Liuchuan Winter Night is like a [fool], optimistic? Or stupidity? Jump off without fear.

Flying in the air, head-on against the strong wind that suddenly blows up from the bottom of the cliff, always makes people have unrealistic illusions, and at that moment, if you put aside the real fear, it is more likely to be felt.

Freedom, beauty, enjoyment or something?

Harnessing the power of the wind? Like the arms on both sides spread their wings? If there was a wind attribute chakra, would he himself feel a different feeling? Then the self-righteousness of the second secondary is too much.

The idea that pops up on a winter night may be the imagination that spreads infinitely.

So.

The reality is that in a state of intense weightlessness, you can really experience the dizziness of body and soul being separated by the wind.

"Chase!"

His mind was in a state of confusion, and he heard a familiar voice in his ears, and his weak mind controlled the flipping of his body, and when his back hit the wind pressure, he looked up.

It was a space that crossed the space, and the distance between the top and bottom was still increasing, and what I saw was the fear in their eyes.

I'm scared!

What those people naturally manifest is pure, not forgotten because they have power, a sense of awe!

If it was Uchiha Shinna, that guy would probably have watched them seriously and then ignored them. Speaking of boring life, will you call them such a full-fledged statement?

Undeniable.

A clip of that guy suddenly appeared in my memory, and it was annoying, but it was really annoying.

It's down!

The gaze can go directly to the blue sky and white clouds, no, the dusk sky is a dull and cold color. For him, the least warm thing of every winter is not snow, but snowy skies, always infinite skies.

Therefore, it is obscured.

Black shadows, a few tiny dots, blocked the passage between the view and the sky.

Damn guys.

In the time I was pouting, I didn't know when, I touched it.

The first is the back.

The head was raised a little, as if intentionally or unintentionally, avoiding the oppressive collision of the original perfect face-to-face.

But.

It really hurts!

For his own situation, I can only say such feelings.

My head is starting to get dizzy! The pain conveyed by the back spine, and the semi-direct collision of the head without too many intervals, is lucky enough not to crush immediately.

In the same way, when the body is completely submerged in the lake, the water that instantly penetrates from the ear to the eardrum is more like a wave of water in the form of sound waves, trying to crush and destroy the brain.

Yikes!

Terrible!

~~~~~~

Water is alive!

When you jump into it, it opens its claws and strikes at you like it.

But fear not!

Don't rebel against the water!

Use your fingers to make a rift in the running water.

Let your body keep sliding into this chasm.

Put the wrist, put the head, put the chest!

Up, up, above the water!

Feel it.

Feel the water!

Important:

Feel it with your skin, with your eyes, with your heart.

Then don't doubt your feelings.

Believe in yourself.

Not to rebel against the water, but to accept it.

Recognize each other's existence!

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The moment he emerged from the surface of the water, he personally submerged into the deep water other than the bathtub for the first time, and he, on a winter night, recognized one thing.

He's not a landlubber, and he's learned to swim or something!

And then.

Chakra controlled his limbs and climbed onto the surface of the water.

He was soaked all over, he was dressed as a soup chicken, he was depressed and showed his appearance, he looked up, his eyes gradually moved downward, and then he saw other soldiers who had reached the battlefield with rippling water waves.

The remains of the next moment!