Falling vertically down the walls, dusty and somewhat cloudy rainwater trickled over the windowsill and trickled to the ground.

Small transparent droplets of water splashed on the inside of the windowsill, and the wooden shelves with books and potted plants got wet.

A slender hand reached out of the air and closed the half-open window.

Mao glanced out the window at the clouds, the rain running down the tiled eaves of the streets and alleys, and the whole street looked muddy. After most of the autumn, there are more such wet weather.

She took the clothes she was hanging up indoors and pinched them, and several of them were already dry.

"This is ......" Maki touched a small branch from the inner lining of a black kimono, and she remembered that it seemed to be given to her by her senior sister Sakura during the memorial service.

It is said to be one of the traditions of the village, to mourn and bless oneself. Mao didn't ask much, she went over as a sister who accompanied her, and honestly accepted the arrangement.

Smiling, Mayi folded and put away this petite kimono that belonged to her, and the design of black and white edges made it look solemn, and the clothes for formal occasions were always worn less by Mayi.

A few days ago, she participated in a large-scale funeral, and another ninja on a mission in the village died.

Originally, this had nothing to do with real clothes.,The Hasei brothers and sisters are outsiders.,Different from the intertwined roots of people who have lived in Konoha for a long time.,But with the relationship between Sakura and Tsunade-sama.,The same door of the real clothes were invited to attend.。

"Sakura-chan cried so badly......" she read.

The identity of the victim seemed to be a little special, there were many people present, and the people in black and dark costumes stood quietly in front of the stone monument, the rain above their heads sobbing in a low voice, and slowly whimpered and left.

Mao Yi stood in the crowd, and really felt the atmosphere of speechlessness, but it was difficult for her to empathize with the death of a stranger, remembering Sister Sakura's crying red eyes, Mao Yi could only silently pat each other's back to comfort, this should be thinking of something touching.

On that rainy day of mourning, she Mumu watched as ninjas died, ninjas grieved for their companions, and ninjas were in the peaceful village of Konoha. Tsunade-sama says that this is the norm for ninjas.

When she came back, she seemed to hesitate a little and be a little stronger, and people would have strength when they thought of something important.

"Smack."

The door was opened, and Kaede Hasei came home from work earlier than usual today.

Shaking the umbrella, Haseley Kaede was still damp, packed up his things and took off his shoes and came in, and saw the real clothes that were tidying up, "Didn't you go to the ninja hospital today?" ”

"Go, class ends early."

"Oh, what do you want for dinner?" Kaede Hasei carried two bags of things in his hand, put them in the sink, and rolled up his sleeves.

"I have an appointment in the evening, and I don't eat at home."

Her sister's answer made Hase-ede stunned, and her eyes sharpened, "Have an appointment?" And whom. ”

"With Sakura-san-san Haruno."

Kaede Hasei nodded helplessly and put the ingredients in the refrigerator. Zhenyi looked at the other party's interest and suddenly weakened, rummaging through the corner as if he was ready to find some quick food to deal with, and suddenly smiled sweetly, "Brother, I'll bring you something delicious later!" ”

"Ah, oh." Kaede Hasei was a little unaccustomed to this gentle voice and replied.

Mao Yi glanced at the clock, "Then I'm out!" The girl ran to the entrance and picked up an umbrella.

"Be careful ...... on the road"

There was a hurried sound, and Haseki Kaede said, the door was closed, and the person was gone.

Scratching his head, he wondered if there was something wrong...... Why is Zhenyi so kind to call him brother today? It seems like I haven't heard it for a long time, do you want to buy something? Hey, oh no, it looks expensive......

***

Makai was lucky, when he walked out of the apartment building, there was only a drizzle in the sky, and when he arrived at the agreed place, the rain simply stopped.

She didn't hold her umbrella anymore, and waited at the intersection near the shopping street, and within a few minutes, Sakura ran out of the crowd and waved to her.

"It's raining for half a day, so you can't stop early." Sakura grumbled, flicking the pink umbrella, "I'm going to carry it." ”

"If only I could hold it up later." Mao Yi said carefully.

"Hey, I'm in trouble, if it rains again, I'll rush over haha......" Sakura waved her hand informally, and after a few pleasantries, they walked towards a barbecue restaurant that they had promised.

Girls generally choose a more exquisite restaurant when they travel, but there are others for tonight's dinner, so this is the result of public convenience.

On the way, two girls form a beautiful landscape. Sakura glanced at Mao quietly and thought to herself.

In the early autumn, the other party confided in her some kind of heart, which happened after she came back from the Tiandi Bridge, Sakura was quite surprised at that time, and was at a loss, and after listening to the other party's explanation and telling her childhood experience, Sakura understood that her little sister actually had such a relationship with Teacher Yubai.

It's a small world...... Sakura sighed.

That time of listening, Sakura got to know this smart and lovely fellow disciple even more, and although the other party had a vague impression of that distant memory, he still regarded it as a fetter and walked step by step.

The girl in front of her can have today's confidence and cheerfulness, and she can't imagine that there is part of the credit of Teacher Yu Bai......

Although Teacher Yu Bai may not realize it...... Sakura clenched her fists slightly, now that she knew, Mayi's mood couldn't be ignored.

Just when she made up her mind, the girl next to her took the first step and said, "Sister Sakura, you said this meal, introduce me to the members of your team, is this really good......"

"What's wrong, if you act with us, you're teammates, so it's certainly necessary to get to know each other."

"But." The color on Maki's expression faded, "Tsunade-sama doesn't agree with me acting with you. ”

Mao Yi plucked up the courage to express the emotions that had been accumulated in her heart for many years, and she started to tell Tsunade in a few days. And after listening to this sincere request and explanation, the respected Tsunade-sama in his heart was refused.

"Hey, it's okay, it's coming." Sakura was silent for a while, smiled, and pressed the other party's shoulder, "I'll help you talk about it next time, don't be too disappointed." ”

"Well, thank you, Sakura-chan."

It's frustrating to hit the wall of reality, but they probably know in their hearts that such a result is actually reasonable......

Ninja Village is a military organization with its own set of guidelines, not just what you want to say, Tsunade made a decision that met the comprehensive pros and cons as the fifth Hokage.

"Don't think about this kind of thing yet, it's almost there." Sakura said lightly.

Walking along the wet stone path, the lights of a row of shops illuminate the night.

The two walked into the barbecue restaurant, it was the rush hour, the smoke of charcoal grilling and the sound of people were very noisy, Sakura pulled real clothes, and quickly found a table in the seventh class.

"Sakura-chan, this way, this way!"

Naruto's loud voice was very recognizable, as if he was afraid that others would not know about him, he stood up and waved vigorously.

"Haha, this is Naruto Uzumaki, you've seen it, people are more brainless." Sakura saw the restraint of Makai, and said softly, but the content of the words was not very gentle.

Mao smiled and nodded, "Naruto-kun looks ...... It's healthy. That's all she can say, isn't it?

The barbecue restaurant is generally a table of four or six people, Naruto and the others grabbed a good seat, by the window, the table is already seated in a row, from the inside to the outside are Naruto, Kakashi, Sakai, and the opposite side is embarrassed by Yamato, and the new seventh class is all in full force.

"Sakura-chan, and this lovely girl, good evening." When the two of them were seated in the spare row, Sakai squeezed out a smile with that stiff facial expression, trying his best to express kindness.

"Sakura-chan ......" looked like a forced smile, and the real clothes pulled the corners of Sakura's clothes, and her eyes asked for help.

Sakura explained, "His name is Sakai, and he used to stay in a special department, so he is not good at communicating with people, and he is a facial paralysis. ”

I see, Mao secretly pitied the other party.

"I'm not paralyzed." Sakai smiled kindly.

Kakashi was actually a little uncomfortable, he was squeezed in the middle by Naruto and Sakai, and he had to prop his hands on the table, defend the space with all his might, resist the restless movements on both sides, and look like he was sitting calmly.

He looked at the timid real clothes, and then glanced at Yamato, who was sitting opposite.

As for Mai Hase's desire to participate in their team's operations, Class 7 learned about it through Sakura.

At first, I was naturally surprised when I heard it, and the old acquaintance between the other party and the name of the dynasty Yubai, and wanted to recover it, was a similar bond between the seventh class and the name of the dynasty Yubai.

The other party's request sounded reasonable and worthy of sympathy, Kakashi and Yamato had checked the information of Mayi before coming, and they were extremely talented, had good combat power, and their perception and healing abilities could be of great help to the team.

A group of students under his command are more welcoming to this, feeling that there is the same purpose and mood, while Kakashi and Yamato have a neutral attitude, and the rejection of the last five generations of Tsunade is expected.

A mutual self-introduction,There is a "common enemy" of the name Yubai.,Everyone is relatively close.,Plus real clothes and Sakura are out of the same door.,Tsunade's disciples.,A group of seventh classes and Tsunade don't look up and look down.,Rounding it down is your own people.。

What's more, the real clothes speak well, and the water is smart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

I don't know when the rain began to fall again, and the orange cloud that flew over the street lamp like fog blurred the autumn water in the window next to the table.

Everyone chatted, and under the surface, they actually knew that this time the probability was just a simple meal. But everyone still felt like they had made a new friend.

With Naruto there, the atmosphere is basically not cold. Especially when he mentions Woo Bai Sensei with an unhappy face, Stinky Fart Sasuke, with a big grin, it really makes the topic that should be gloomy seem less heavy.

Maybe the heaviness is added by yourself, and if you have that time, you might as well eat more barbecue and smile more.

The rain stopped for a while, and the dew on the glass showed signs of rolling down at a certain moment, and there was a common topic, Zhenyi listened to how Brother Yubai led the team to be a teacher in the past, and she was embarrassed to tell the urban legend of the meteor.

Mao recognized that the group of people in front of him was good, even Naruto, who was not very pleasing to the eye...... She had seen the other party bowing his head and covering his face at that solemn funeral, and she had also seen Brother Yubai, who was now talking about the other side she didn't know with high spirits.

Her excellent talent perception allowed her to vaguely perceive that this thick-nerved yellow hair had a special temperament on her, which was indomitable and infectious.

"What, Naruto-kun, you actually fed Brother Yubai?"

"Ah, this...... It's nothing, the situation needs it, Sasuke has fed it. ”

Kakashi drank a little and talked about how the shadows were back then, although he was a little younger than Asahina Yuhaku's generation, he never showed weakness.

"Did you say, Yamato?"

"Huh? Well, you're right......"

In the rain that stopped, the street lights and the night sky made a hazy boundary halfway, and the street lamps wrapped the rain and reflected the same smoky shop windows, and the wisps of charcoal smoke penetrated into the smoking lamps, and the light and shadow were dense.

Mai listened and watched.

The story floats over, will the story float past. She imagined many, many scenes.