Please answer Naruto

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The collar seemed to be clamped by pliers, and the air was pressing him down with weight. The reality in front of him seemed to be no longer familiar. The sight of the gangsters rushing over seemed to be accelerating. Kishimoto Keishi looked beyond his sight and along the ground, he saw a cleared route in the studio, with papers blown up on both sides scattered all over the place.

The other party pulled down his mask, and Keishi Kishimoto saw the face of a boy, younger than expected. His pupils fluctuated slightly, but that was all.

"You don't seem to recognize me." Yu Xiaobai looked at the other person's expression and sneered.

Kishimoto Keishi was confused by Yu Xiaobai's appearance. His whole body was lifted up by the huge force. He reluctantly moved his eyes and looked at it quietly... This lasted for a few seconds. Gradually, Kishimoto Keishi looked more carefully.

"Then let me help you identify it." There will naturally be differences between the second dimension and the third dimension. Yu Xiaobai flicked his hand, and a kunai flew out again and sank into the open door of the studio. In mid-air, a silver thread so thin that it was invisible flickered under the light. After hitting the target, Yu Xiaobai pulled and released it.

Boom, Keishi Kishimoto's body shook uncontrollably, a familiar sound that penetrated the wall. He saw that a black kunai had been inserted into the wall facing him.

The silver thread tied to the hollow circle at the back end of the kunai was in the opponent's hand... Before Kishimoto Keishi could finish his sigh, he was attracted by something nailed together with the kunai. It was a drawing.

"The name of the court...Yu Bai?" Kishimoto Keishi said with difficulty.

"Do you remember anything now?" Yu Xiaobai looked into the other person's eyes.

Forced to put his thoughts together, Kishimoto Keishi grabbed the collar's hand with both hands. He instinctively felt that he was in danger, but he couldn't break it open.

"You, this is impossible..." But he still spoke his mind openly.

Yu Xiaobai was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his momentum suddenly increased, "I've said it before, answer my questions honestly, I don't want to say it a third time."

The awe-inspiring murderous intent was approaching step by step like a knife squeezing the nerves, unable to resist. Keishi Kishimoto was sweating, his tongue was not like his own, and his lips were dry and squirming. He recognized that this was no longer the reality he was familiar with.

"You, you are... Chao Ming Yu Bai."

"You got the answer right." Yu Xiaobai pretended to be relaxed and said, "Congratulations, what do you think?"

"This is impossible...let me go, I don't know anything..."

The terrifying pressure in the air was constantly compressing, and he was sweating like rain. He was about to reach the limit of what he could bear. The fear that his throat would be cut in the next second made Kishimoto Keishi begin to collapse.

"As perhaps the first creator in the world to actually meet his characters..."

Yes, this is really a character in his painting, something he has drawn...things, facial lines, a calm and determined momentum, Kishimoto Keishi's eyes are stunned by impact, all the light and shadow drift away, leaving only the inner monologue, When a matching idea was implanted in his mind, the boundaries between three dimensions and two dimensions became no longer clear. All the details became so familiar, and the two blurred until they overlapped...

Why did he come to me for revenge and resentment? No, no... but that's just static color on the paper, not alive! Kishimoto Keishi screamed in his mind that it was just a pile of dead things, it could not possibly appear, it was just a creation of his inspiration...

A knot in his heart that had been carrying him through the creation of this work suddenly jumped out, and the silver bottle was broken and shattered on the ground.

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Yu Xiaobai grabbed the other person and said, "Kishi Kishimoto, tell me..."

"Do not make jokes!"

Keishi Kishimoto, who had been restrained, suddenly shouted and burst out with a burst of strength. He grabbed his collar with such force that his knuckles turned white. Yu Xiaobai's eyes moved and his hands relaxed slightly.

The man's face was red and purple from holding back, and he got up immediately after falling to the ground. Yu Xiaobai allowed himself to be pushed away, and Kishimoto Keishi became indifferent after being stimulated. "There is no way the character in the work will come back to life. Stop pretending to be a ghost for me." !”

Yu Xiaobai's expression dropped. He hadn't accepted the situation yet. He was about to take action when the next words stopped him.

"Not to mention the failed role of Chaoming Yubai!"

Keishi Kishimoto was emotional, "I am the creator, and I know my works best! The outline of each character is formed by my strokes, their personality, and abilities! All settings are created from scratch. It’s all the result of my hard thinking night after night!”

The comic book author waved his hands, as if he was trying hard to convince himself, "No matter how popular the character is, it will not be alive. A good writer knows the characters he creates, even if you pretend to be this failed character!"

Yu Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Knowing everything, a failed role?"

"That's right." Masashi Kishimoto clenched his fists as if he mentioned a sore point, then thought of something, and suddenly smiled gloomily at Yu Xiaobai, "Haha... you are indeed pretending, you don't even know this, why? He lied that he was Chao Ming Yu Bai. As a character, didn’t you realize..."

The comic author looked downcast, "There is not one page in the comic. Does a storyboard describe your thoughts or psychological activities?"

Yu Xiaobai was shocked.

This sentence is like a switch, opening up many questions. Although it does not solve them all at once, it makes the fog clear.

"Obviously I have finalized the settings..."

“Whenever I want to put a mental box in…”

The other party opened a box of resentment and spat out words that were not common to ordinary people. Yu Xiaobai thought quickly, and based on the situation that happened in the previous two months, he made an uncertain judgment. He ignored the constant chatter, interrupted the other party, and said slowly: "You can't understand me... Oh, you can't understand this character, and then, so..."

"So after the Chuunin Exam, I decided not to draw this character anymore." After Keishi Kishimoto spoke for a long period of time, the blocked pressure and emotions were relieved a lot. Did he talk too much... As soon as his mind cleared, he sneered at the other party... It was definitely a sneer, maybe a mockery... This was not the occasion, so he backed away reflexively and leaned against the wall.

"Excellent, excellent creators don't need characters who can't be used by themselves."

Kishimoto Keishi looked anxiously at the thoughtful gangster, who looked a lot like the gangster named Yubai... He subconsciously ignored this, thinking of the fear of being dominated by the Ikkigami tightly grabbing the collar, and the despair. With the aura of death, he unconsciously even spoke in a softer voice. Without the blood, the courage to face things quickly shrunk, and finally disappeared like the ebbing tide, and the shrinkage and nervousness returned to his face.

"But, what does this have to do with you..."

Kishimoto Keishi was really scared. He had never experienced dangers that he had only seen on the news in so many years.

Yu Xiaobai recalled the message just now and examined the other party again to see if there was any remaining value that had been missed. "It has a lot to do with me."

"So..." He looked back at the digital tablet on the workbench behind the door.

Chance.

Keishi Kishimoto tensed up his whole body, decided not to hesitate, roared angrily, and punched, then he felt pain in his neck and fainted.

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