Civilian Naruto: Invincible from the Eight Gates

The food was so delicious that it was very delicious.

【%&￥Very beautiful~】

Such a thought popped up unconsciously in his mind.

The next second, Suzumiya Musashi suddenly realized it, and then turned his head away in shame.

"What? Musashi-kun, why don't you eat anymore?"

"I... I'm full!" Suzumiya Musashi's face was slightly red.

"Are you full? But there's still a lot left in the bowl." Tsunami whispered, "Does Musashi-kun have no appetite?"

Hearing this, Suzumiya Musashi didn't waste any words, and suddenly stretched out his head to bite the edge of the bowl.

"Hurry hurry hurry~"

In two seconds, there was not a drop of porridge left in the bowl.

"Okay, Miss Nami, I've finished eating. Thank you so much."

"Musashi-kun is too polite." Tsunami smiled and said, "You helped us deal with those evil people in Cardo, we should thank you."

"You are too polite." Suzumiya Musashi said, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

[Naruto and these two guys! Didn't they say they would take care of me! Where did they go! ]

[They are really unreliable! ]

[I must give them a good beating when I go back! ]

Tsunami put the bowl and chopsticks aside, and looked at Suzumiya Musashi with a pair of watery eyes.

Flashing with an inexplicable brilliance.

"Musashi-kun, tell me about ninjas?"

"Ninjas are rarely seen in the Land of Waves, and I am also curious about your lives."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving, Suzumiya Musashi was a little embarrassed.

Should I ask him to leave directly? It doesn't seem good. At this time, it's a bit early to say that I want to go to bed.

Suzumiya Musashi: "This... Ninja..."

"Actually, there is no difference from you guys."

"It's just making a living."

"Every day I get up, practice, eat, practice, sleep, practice, practice..."

"Pfft~" Tsunami smiled with curved eyebrows.

"Musashi-kun, how can a ninja be so boring!"

"Besides practice, practice, you always have to do something else."

"Do something else..." Suzumiya Musashi's eyes were a little dazed again.

[Young lady, you look really good when you smile... Pfft! Pfft! Musashi, what are you thinking about! ]

Forcing himself to move his eyes to an empty space, Suzumiya Musashi tells about his daily life.

"It's actually pretty boring."

"Like everyone else, the only other thing I have to do is work."

"I find a place to practice while I'm at work, and I find time to practice when I'm on a mission...have a meal with my colleagues, have a meal with my family, and practice at home at night..."

"That's about it."

Tsunami was a little surprised and said, "Really?"

"Musashi-kun's life is very different from what I imagined."

"I thought the life of a ninja was very dangerous. Now that you say that, it seems a little different."

She guessed, "It seems that Musashi-kun's working environment is very good."

"My colleagues are all very nice and kind people."

Suzumiya Musashi thought about it.

My colleagues in the Anbu, apart from killing people, spying on intelligence, being hunted down, and killing back every day..., seem to be really good people.

When they have dinner together, they will help me, who is not old enough, to get wine to drink, but I just refused it for the sake of practice.

He nodded and said, "Yes, you are right."

"My colleagues are all very kind people."

"Besides, our Hokage is also a good leader."

"They don't control me at work, and now even the missions are not as frequent as before."

"Really?" Tsunami opened her eyes wide: "It sounds really good."

...

Suzumiya Musashi chatted casually.

Tsunami still had no intention of leaving.

Occasionally smoothing her hair, laughing or exclaiming "Really?" "Awesome!"

However, Suzumiya Musashi felt that time was very difficult to endure.

The root cause was a guy who didn't rest after standing guard.

Obviously, it hurts to move other parts of the body, but how can he still be so energetic! !

It seems that he is still not tired enough!

It's just a pity that he has his ideas and it has its ideas.

He wants to calm down, but he can't do it at all.

Looking at the clock hand on the wall slowly turning, he feels that the time should be about the same, and suggests.

"Um... Miss Nami, it's getting late."

"How about... go back and rest early?"

"You still have to work hard to prepare breakfast for everyone tomorrow."

"Oh!" Tsunami saw the time on the wall

, as if she just realized that it was getting late.

She stood up slowly and gently smoothed her wrinkled skirt.

"Okay then." She seemed to be reluctant to say, "Musashi-kun's body is now in good shape, it's time to rest early."

"Then Musashi-kun, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Suzumiya Musashi breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when Tsunami was about to leave.

As luck would have it, she saw a large hollow under the quilt.

Subconsciously, in order to take care of Suzumiya Musashi who was inconvenient to move, she reached out to smooth the quilt.

However, she didn't do it!

As soon as her hand touched it, she felt a force of resistance.

The moment when the muscle force encountered an obstacle, she subconsciously pushed harder and pressed the quilt down.

She barely pressed it down, but before she could take her hand away.

The quilt that was pressed down suddenly bounced higher, and the quilt made a very subtle "bang~" sound.

"..."

Time froze at this moment.

Suzumiya Musashi felt that every second was as long as a lifetime.

If possible, he hoped that time could freeze, and it would be best if he could go back a few minutes ago.

Unfortunately, it couldn't. As the key point was emphasized, the brain "boomed" as if it exploded, and the heavy breathing was like an old cow.

[No! No! ]

[No! No! ]

[I can't do that! ]

[Absolutely not! ]

[My sister is still waiting for me to go home! ]

In an instant, countless pictures flashed through Suzumiya Musashi's mind.

The blooming sea of ​​flowers... the surging waves... the desolate grassland...

He almost couldn't help but transform into a lion in spring.

The notes of nature rang in his ears.

Reluctantly firming his will, Suzumiya Musashi forced himself to calm down.

[Calm down! ]

[Must calm down! 】

[Think of something else... The sun is high in the sky, and the Luantai is performing songs and dances. Two little yellow ducks are quacking and looking for their mother. Bananas are yellow. Jeans were first produced by miners in the western United States. In order to prevent the pants from being worn out by the yellow sand, the winter sun shines on the ground. The sunlight is yellow. The story of Alibaba and the Forty Thieves takes place in the yellow sand-filled Iraq. In the Alien vs. Predator, the skin of the novice Predator is yellow. 】

The brain is buzzing, and it is useless even if you think about it.

The blood flow is still involuntary, as if someone has stolen the brain.

Finally, Suzumiya Musashi thought of something.

The picture in his mind was frozen more than ten years ago.

That was one of his most unforgettable days.