Chapter 34: The Gift of a Thousand Feathers

"Chiba, where's your gift?"

Sitting with Huayu are several female classmates in the class, among which the most extroverted is the red bean, and the red bean is fragrant with two strings of balls in his hand. At this time, his mouth was full of balls, but it didn't affect her speech.

When she said this, the others also noticed Qianyu's free hands.

"yes, I didn't notice just now, Qianyu, why didn't you bring a gift?"

Obito, who was holding Qianyu's left arm, said with a look of surprise as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Why didn't I bring a present?"

Qian Yu's eyes widened, and he struggled to break free of the two "burdens" hanging on his arms.

"It's just that my gift is very special, and you can't see it yet."

That being said, he had actually forgotten about the gift. Before, he couldn't decide what gifts to buy, so he thought about going to Nara to see what other people were bringing and then go out to buy one on the spot.

As a result, he saw so many big people at the door, and he was so surprised that he forgot about the gift.

After he entered the vestibule and exchanged words with Tuan Zang, he completely forgot about it.

As a result, he entered the main hall all the way after that, and was brought here by Shikasuke, and when he was called out by the red bean at once, Chiba's mind buzzed, thinking that he was in trouble.

People kindly invite you to a banquet, but you don't even bring gifts, isn't that looking down on the other party? In that case, it is better not to come. If you don't come to the other party, you will be a little nostalgic at most, but if you don't bring a gift, it will be easy to disagree with the other party.

It's not a question of whether it's a gift or not, it's a matter of etiquette.

After all, Qian Yu has lived in two lifetimes, and knows that he must not admit that he did not bring a gift at this time.

While he refused to admit it, his mind began to rac, thinking of solutions.

Fortunately, everyone is still a child, and the so-called gifts are not bought, but made by hand. Although such a gift does not look beautiful on the outside and is not of much value, the friendship inside is something that cannot be bought with money.

At the same time, his gaze has never left Nara Hanayu since he entered the door. The little girl is today's birthday star and the protagonist of today, so she is dressed up very beautifully, wearing a pink kimono, and sits there quietly like a doll.

That's right, dolls!

I was thinking about whether to buy one before, but isn't it too late now? And where is the meaning of buying it more than making it yourself? It's better to be on the spot, just follow her appearance and make a model for her.

Thinking so, Chiha's eyes began to stare at Nara Hanayu, trying to fully carve her appearance into his brain.

On the other side, the red bean who got his answer was gone, she put down the ball rarely, and then walked up to Qian Yu and stared at him.

"Don't lie, Qianyu, I think you obviously forgot to bring a gift to Huayu, or you didn't plan to bring her a gift at all? Hmph, okay, good, Nakai Chiyu-san, you're very rude, today is Huayu's birthday, and you don't even plan to bring her a gift! ”

Children of this age are the most popular ones who don't think it's a big deal.

As soon as Hongdou said this, the others immediately began to coax, not caring at all if saying this would really make Nara Hanayu unhappy, and whether it would really make the unprepared Qianyu embarrassed.

No way, they are all five-year-olds, how can they think of so much?

Qian Yu glanced down at the red bean, then reached out and pressed it on the top of the other party's head, pulling the red bean like a little lion away.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to take out my present."

"Don't touch my head!"

Hongdou reached out and knocked off Qianyu's hand and looked at him with an unhappy face.

"You said you were going to take out a gift, okay, you take it out, I want to see what you can come up with!"

"That's right, Qianyu, hurry up and take it out."

"If you can't get it, we're going to punish you!"

"Punish you for inviting us to dinner, hahahaha!"

"Punish you for teaching me ninjutsu that I didn't have in school!"

"Punish you for coming with me to teach those little ghosts on North Street!"

"Punish you ......"

As soon as the red bean began, the other students laughed and said yes. If Qian Yu is really lying, then he has to be busy, and with so much punishment content, he may not be busy for a month.

Fortunately, he was really ready.

"Since you want to see it, let's open your eyes."

Ignoring the "clamour" around him, Chiba turned his head to look around, and finally locked his gaze on an ordinary kunai on the wall of the room.

The corners of his mouth curled up and a smile on his chest.

"Huayu, your suffering is not borrowed from me."

Then without waiting for Hua Yu to answer, Qian Yu directly raised his right hand.

In the next second, the kunai hanging on the wall began to move out of thin air, as if it was held by an invisible big hand, and slowly flew towards Qianyu. As it flies, the kunai begins to decompose, starting from the tip and turning into fine iron powder little by little.

This process is not slow, but it is not fast either, at least all the students around can clearly see the whole decomposition process.

Bursts of exclamations rang out from all around, and even Red Bean's eyes widened.

But these voices didn't interfere with Qian Yu, and all his attention was focused on his palm at this time.

After decomposing, the iron powder began to gather rapidly in his palm, and soon, a handful of kunai completely decomposed into iron powder, and gathered into a small ball about four or five centimeters in diameter.

Then Qian Yu recalled in his mind the appearance and body shape of Hua Yu, which he had memorized deeply, and at the same time used his ability to control the iron ball and began to shape.

I saw that the iron ball suspended in his palm began to squirm continuously, as soft as a ball of mud, and little by little, the appearance of a human began to appear. Immediately after that, this small "human body" began to become more detailed, including facial features and hair, which began to become more and more like the language of flowers not far away.

The little pot friends around were all stunned, their eyes widened one by one, and they didn't even dare to make a breathing sound, for fear of affecting Qianyu.

As for Qianyu, his attention was completely focused at this time, and he suddenly made some new discoveries.

He found that his control over his abilities had suddenly increased.

In fact, Qian Yu has been in a bottleneck for a long time, and his strength has not increased much since the graduation test. The total amount of chakra has increased, but that is only because of the growth of the body, which is a natural change. But his ability to use has not improved in any way, he can still use the super electromagnetic cannon, and he can still easily create and control magnetic fields, but further, he can't do it anyway.

He had been agonizing about this for a long time.

But he didn't expect that today, when he was making a model at such a seemingly simple time, he suddenly felt that when he controlled his ability to make a model, it seemed to be easier than before.

"Could it be that the ability to refine control can help me break through the current bottleneck?"

Qian Yu was overjoyed, and although he wasn't sure if he was right about it, it was definitely worth a try.

The next moment, Qian Yu took the initiative to discard all the voices of the outside world and began to make models wholeheartedly.

Originally, he was going to make a similar one, anyway, everyone knows that it is a model of flower language, and it is enough to have seven or eight points of resemblance. But now his mind has changed, and he has begun to pursue the ultimate refinement.

As a result, the model that had been basically formed was scattered in an instant.

Amid the disappointed lamentations of the others around him, the iron powder, which was already fine enough, began to become even finer. The black particles, which could still be clearly seen, have now become like a mass of liquid, and there is no grain at all, to the extent that it is impossible to directly observe with the naked eye.

Then, the thicker mass of "liquid" began to deform again.

This time, everyone saw the difference.

The suspended "liquid" began to drip down continuously, landing on the palm of Qian Yu, little by little, converging into a pair of small soles. The ball of the foot is followed by the calf, then the thigh, the torso, shoulders, arms, and finally the head.

Especially the part of the face, in order to keep improving, Qianyu completely copied the facial features of Huayu.

Even every eyelash is clearly visible.

The surrounding classmates were already dumbfounded, they looked at this little flower language stupidly, both men and women, were stunned by this model that was becoming more and more exquisite.

They didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the room.

Under Chiba's control, the model became more and more realistic, so detailed that even each hair was separated one by one, and then continuously combined. And this is not the extreme of Qian Yu, he waved his hand again, without even asking, and directly dragged a decoration made of sterling silver in the flower language room.

The ornament decomposed at an even more rapid rate, and this time, it did not change directly, but changed from a state of decomposition to silk threads many times thinner than a human hair, and these threads began to be woven continuously under his control. It's like a spider's web, a thread, a millimeter, woven into a palm-sized piece of silver gauze.

The gauze is made of sterling silver, but it is as soft as real silk cloth.

The most important step is coming!

Under the control of Qian Yu, this piece of sterling silver silk cloth began to disassemble and fold, as if it was held in the hands of the most skilled tailor, and turned into a pure white gauze skirt, with a lot of beautiful lace on it, and pleated ruffles, which looked fluffy and soft, which looked like it was made of sterling silver?

After the gauze skirt was formed, it was gently draped on top of the small model, like a little princess, appearing in the palm of Qianyu's palm.

Not only the gauze skirt, but Qian Yu also used the remaining silver to make a luxurious crown, which was gently fastened on the top of the model's head.

After doing all this, Qian Yu let out a long sigh of relief, he felt that his body was empty for a while, and the chakra in his body was almost completely exhausted, which was much more tiring than a big battle, but it was undeniable that he felt that his control over his ability had improved a lot, and he had broken through the previous bottleneck.

"This is my gift, Flower Language, I wish you a happy birthday."

Although his face was a little pale, Qianyu's smile was still very happy, and in the dull gaze of everyone, he raised his hand, controlled the little "Flower Language", and flew in front of Flower Language.