It took a total of two weeks for the serious injury to heal from the injury, and although Mitarai himself shouted that it was too slow, but his own recovery ability, even with the help of a medical ninja, two weeks was extremely fast in the eyes of professionals.

On the first day of discharge, Rukawa also came to visit his teammates on a rare winter night, and along with the big snake pill who guided the shinobi.

"You know Tsunade-sama?"

While Orochimaru was still talking to a woman with long blond hair, Mitarai was mixed up with his two teammates.

"Questions?"

"By the way, don't you care?"

Faced with a bland rhetorical question on a winter night, Mitarai can only hope to get resonance from Hinata Yuki.

"The first day you were admitted to the hospital, I knew it."

"What other expressions do you want me to make?"

"I don't care anymore."

[I don't care]!

While saying this, her expression was twisted uncontrollably, and it was conceivable what she really thought.

"By the way, Orochimaru-sensei and Tsunade-sama are both apprentices of the third generation, right?"

"So?"

Hinata Xue was in a very bad mood, and it was even more delicate disdain in her facial expression, and she looked like she didn't need to answer.

"What kind of topics do they talk about together?"

"It can't be the location of the fourth Hokage or something."

Mitarai didn't seem to mind Hinatayuki's coldness, his gaze slowly raised, and his upward perspective seemed to see a higher place.

The ceiling is included!

"Orochimaru, Tsunade, and Jiraiya are called the three ninjas together, and their strength should be about the same as each other."

"Compared to the other two, Tsunade-sama is also the granddaughter of the first and second Hokage."

Hinata Xue said vaguely, and she was also attracted by Mitarai's sensitive topic.

Of course, the bias in emotion-driven rhetoric is also obvious.

"It shouldn't be possible for Jiraiya-sama, whether it's personality or ability, in comparison, Orochimaru-sensei is better, and I feel that he is more impressed among other ninjas."

Mitarai simply compared the other two people in the three ninjas except for Tsunade, and the real thoughts between the words are worth pondering, however, in the face of Hinata Snow, his approach seems to be a rare time for him to have emotional intelligence online.

"What do you think?"

"Rukawa-senpai, who do you think is more suitable for the position of the fourth generation Hokage?"

Both of them have scruples about each other's thoughts, and Mitarai and Hinata Yuki look at the winter night together, asking for his opinion.

"You're asking me?"

"If you don't understand it wrong, yes."

It seems that the winter night, which didn't react for the first time, began to fall into serious thinking, and then.

"If it's my opinion."

"Are you really still considering someone who is closer?"

The tentative question was met with Mitarai's hurried nod of approval, and Hinata Yuki's deep gaze.

Dangerous!

Reading from a woman's gaze to the winter night that resentment is like a grievance, she fell into a state where the corners of her mouth were closed and uncertain, and there was no follow-up for a long time.

"Although I don't know what the relationship between Rukawa Senior and Tsunade-sama is, but sure enough, I will still choose Orochimaru-sensei."

"Hinata should be like that!"

Although he was asking about the winter night, his eyes also swept to the side of Hinata Xue, and he obviously understood the truth of the long silence of the winter night.

I just secretly admired the winter night of Mitarai EQ online.,I can only endure the reality of being betrayed again.,But。

Maybe it's this kind of him who is the real side of him.

"Perhaps."

Hinata Snow didn't want to give an answer, so in the face of Mitarai, who set his eyes on him, Rukawa Winter Night could only give a vague answer.

"What! Rukawa senior is really hesitant. ”

"It's not like you at all."

Perhaps it was a subconscious moment of bowing his head, the weightless words of the other party gently floated in his ears, and the voice of nothingness disappeared after being touched for a short time, as if it had never existed.

At that moment, that person gave Winter Night a difference.

Silent!

Or not.

Dangerous!

"Let's go."

Before his gaze reached the face of the speaker, his gaze that had just swept his jaw shifted to the other side, the tall body close to him.

"Orochimaru-sensei."

"I didn't expect you to come to visit me."

"I heard that all three of us have passed the Zhongnin assessment?"

It's like there are 100,000 whys that need to be answered, and in an instant, he who approached Orochimaru is like himself.

Everything is an illusion, and the real performance is in a state where one will doubt one's senses.

So!

What is "real"?

"Huh!"

"Rukawa-senpai, aren't you going to keep up?"

The time for his thoughts to be scattered had passed, and the voice of awakening his thoughts was a little far away, and he was facing the gaze of the three people looking back at him.

The setting sun stretches the western dimension far away, and the black shadow is extended at a large oblique angle.

For example, the laggard is concerned by the [friends] who walk in front of him, and the concern conveyed in his eyes may make people subconsciously indulge in philosophical questions.

Is all this real again?

But!

Until then!

Before the problem is formed.

The body has moved.

A step forward.

Until the real feeling of landing.

Stepping on the shadow of a certain limit.

That moment.

He tasted it.

Because.

He tried.

Play.

It's a game that you can't try alone.

That game where there must be at least one other person to establish the conditions for victory.

So!

The childhood that was about to pass away was at the end of the day, and the winter night seemed to catch him to the end.

The body becomes brisk and the steps become relaxed.

Walking forward quickly, the breeze can't help the thought of hindering, and the smooth is like a helper.

Rather than thinking about the real, he experienced the real for a short time.

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"So, the three of us are already middle ninjas?"

After the team that acted together separated from Orochimaru, who guided the Shinobi, Mitarai's true temperament was fully released.

"To be precise, you and I were lucky to get through."

Although I despise Mitarai's overly excited and excited appearance, Hinata Yuki, who thinks she is calm, still has a similar flush on her face.

"The three generations really did a good thing!"

"But I really didn't expect him to cancel the third assessment directly."

Although Orochimaru had only traveled together for a short time, he still explained all the necessary information briefly.

Therefore, including the fact that the three generations canceled the third exam of the middle ninja assessment and directly recognized their qualifications, they naturally learned about it.

"After all, there were only four of us left in the original candidates, and according to the original rules, if two people played separately, there was no need at all."

"It's like going straight to the semi-finals and finals."

"Once it continues, the pass rate of our current Zhongnin assessment will also be the lowest in the past."

The conversation between the two of them was not taken to heart by Winter Night, and he glanced at the eyes full of hatred that were staring around, although he had not appeared in front of anyone for a long time, but it was much richer than the previous week.

The slightly frowning eyebrows are similar to the deep thinking of his squinting eyes.