A quiet Anbu ninja

No one is awakened in Xueji Boundary.

Until ten years ago, the daughter of the current Patriarch was born.

This daughter has awakened the Blood Successor Limit, and the degree of awakening is extremely high. Among the Uchiha clan, she is equivalent to geniuses like Shisui and Itachi!

However, the overly powerful blood succession boundary has brought serious load to the young daughter. Six.

111 The Anomaly of the Kurama House

In order to avoid becoming a blood-inherited disease, and to master this power.

The Kurama clan hired Yuhi Kuroki as tutor to their daughter Kurama Yakumo.

Teaching has been around for a while.

However, due to the three-month high-intensity task at the root, there was a lot of delay.

But Kurumi Yuhi has grown a lot, and she is confident that she can teach Kurama Yakumo a higher level of teaching.

She came to visit with a simple hand letter.

The pommel horse patriarch couple with serious faces went out to greet her.

"Teacher, you are being polite. What gifts do you bring?"

"Yes, please come in."

With a polite business smile, Yuhihong bowed and said, "Suddenly asked for leave for a long time, and delayed Yakumo's study, I am deeply sorry."

Word it politely.

Xi Hihong carried it and walked in.

It was a house hidden in the depths of the bamboo "[-]" forest.

It is like an independent palace in the mountains and forests, quiet and peaceful, and the air is full of freshness.

Just scattered sunlight.

When Yuhihong stepped through the door, she felt that the air had become a little bit cold.

The temperature dropped a little.

'This kind of environment is not suitable for Yakumo to take care of his body. 'Yuhihong thought to herself, but said nothing.

Put the gift on the table in the living room and say hello.

Go up the stairs to Kurama Yakumo's room.

The pommel horse clan has fallen.

His financial resources are far from enough to buy a quiet house in Muye Village.

Therefore, stay away from the noisy streets and choose to be peaceful outside the border.

It is also a good choice.

'wrong! '

Yu Hihong suddenly had a flash of lightning in his mind.

She stopped suddenly, turned her head calmly, and looked at the patriarch and his wife in the living room with a smile.

The couple sat solemnly and upright on the sofa.

The husband is solemn and the wife is dignified, with serious and focused eyes.

notice her gaze.

The patriarch and his wife raised their heads simultaneously and looked at each other with Yuhihong.

"Ah, do you want some water, teacher?" The wife smiled and stood up, "Let me prepare some snacks for you."

"Teacher, Yakumo's study is up to you." Father bowed and saluted.

wrong.

Very wrong!

Big problem!

The alarm bell sounded in Yu Hihong's heart, it was not a fault of pretending.

There is no problem with body shape, appearance, tone, demeanor, chakra, pace, etc. The two people in front of them are the head of the pommel horse and his wife.

But their coping and reaction is very problematic.

After these three months of experience, Xi Hihong has greatly increased her experience in interpersonal communication.

she realized.

When a guest comes to the door with a gift, the person who greets him will reach out to pick it up.

After entering the door, the master will chat with her about Yakumo's situation. After all, she hasn't seen her for three months, so she, the teacher, must keep track of the students' situation.

What's more, she stopped suddenly.

The patriarch couple should be the first to ask her 'what's wrong'.

Etc., etc!

After thinking about it, Yuhihong immediately discovered many problems.

At this time, when she looked at the patriarch and his wife again, she felt that they were two crude puppets acting.

"..."

Kurenai Yuhi took a deep breath, turned her head without changing her expression, and continued to walk towards Yakumo Kurama's room.

In this case, keep calm.

Confirm the degree of danger of the situation and do not force your way into it.

"Yakumo, teacher, come in." Yuhihong came outside Yakumo's room and knocked on the door.

dong dong.

"Come in, teacher." The girl's weak voice came out.

Yuhihong pushed the door open and went in.

In the eyes, it is a thin and sickly girl.

The skin was translucent white, without blood, and the lips were dry and dull.

A pair of eyes are dull and dull, and the eyebrows are gloomy.

When seeing Yu Hihong's figure, he showed a happy smile on his face.

"Teacher Hong, you are here."

The girl got up from the chair, ran towards Xi Hihong in small steps, and threw herself into her arms.

Kurenai Yuhi dodged calmly, but gently touched the girl's head with her bandage-wrapped left hand.

"Sorry, the teacher has a task."

"It's been a long time since I saw you."

Kurenai Yuhi looked at the girl's situation.

Before leaving last time, she proposed to the patriarch and his wife to give up the training of Kurama Yakumo.

Every few generations of the Kurama clan, there will be a person who awakens far beyond the blood successor limit of his peers, but this time, Kurama Yakumo's body is weaker than Moonlight Galewind.

It can't support ninja practice at all.

Keep going, Yakumo will die...  

Xi Hihong suggested that the patriarch and his wife give up their high expectations, so that at least one daughter will remain.

If forced to cultivate, Kurama Yakumo will only die young.

The patriarch and his wife agreed.

But now it seems that Yakumo's condition has not improved, and he is still weak and weak.

"Come in, teacher." The girl walked into the room holding Yuhihong's hand.

She smiled lively and sat behind the easel.

Smiling, showing white and neat teeth.

"Teacher, let me draw a picture for you." Yakumo's voice was brisk, like a child showing off his classmates' achievements to his elders, "I have been practicing drawing recently, and I can already draw very good works."

Kurenai Yuhi glanced at Yakumo, and nodded gently.

"Okay."

Sitting side by side on Yakumo's bed, she smoothed out the wrinkles of her clothes.

He raised his head, a gentle and quiet smile appeared on his face, and looked at Yakumo quietly.

"Then... teacher, I'll start."

Yakumo grinned, his small face became serious, he picked up the palette with one hand, and gently dropped the paintbrush on the paper on the easel with the other.

shhhhhhhhhh...

One stroke at a time, serious and focused.

The afternoon seemed to slow down because of this.

The golden sunlight shone gently on the window sill.

There is a cool breeze blowing, refreshing and pleasant.

Infected by this atmosphere, Yuhihong also slowly relaxed, a sense of drowsiness crept up to 4.1 silently.

She was a little sleepy, and her eyelids began to fight.

"teacher?"

"teacher……"

"teacher……"

Yakumo's voice sounded in the distance, very vague and far away.