Red sand dust

Although he did not receive a clear answer from the fourth generation Kazekage Rasa, Daimaru had generally achieved his goal.

As long as it is not left alone, there will always be some opportunities.

As for possible new teammates, Daimaru has some expectations, but he doesn't expect too much.

It will be more difficult for new members to integrate into a team that has been reduced due to casualties. This is already considered ideal, but it would be even worse if there were a few lone ninjas forming a team.

Most of the ninjas who don't fit into the team have some problems themselves. If these problem teenagers form a team, the possibility of no problems is too low.

“I don’t know who my future teammates will be! If there were two idiots, the Chuunin exam would be very nerve-wracking. 』

As for leading the Jonin team, Daimaru didn't have any requirements.

The upper limit of the Sand Ninja is here. The ultimate strength is the One-Tail Jinchuuriki and the Magnet Release Blood Succession Limit. The even worse ordinary Jonin can no longer provide much help to Daimaru in a short period of time.

Putting aside these troubles for the time being, Daimaru strolled down the somewhat depressed street and arrived at the door of his house unknowingly.

In a simple two-story building, Daimaru's mother Wu Ye lives upstairs, an ordinary housewife, and Daimaru's elderly grandfather lives by running a laundry on the first floor.

With the climate of the Kingdom of Wind, most days a year are filled with wind and sand. Coupled with the shortage of water resources, the cost of centralized cleaning is far lower than the cost of each household doing their own laundry.

Because of this, laundries of all sizes in the village feed countless poor families.

Daimaru also lived here before, leaving many unforgettable memories.

Since there is no ninja mission anyway, it's good to come back and see my family.

Walking into the mottled door, the light in the hall inside is acceptable, and the surroundings are filled with clothes waiting to be washed. A few of them are civilians visiting, and most of them are ninjas nearby. Only ninjas with higher incomes are willing to wash clothes. Clothes cost money.

A busy figure in the hall is Daimaru's mother Wu Ye.

In addition, there are two young female figures, one tall and one short.

"Welcome...Hey! Daimaru, are you back?"

"Well! I just have some time, come back and take a look!"

"Just in time, let's go see your grandpa. He was still talking about you not long ago!"

"Really? You don't give me a good look every time you come back!"

"You are old and have a bad temper, Daimaru, please be patient."

"knew……"

Daimaru agreed perfunctorily, but ended up unhappy every time.

"Daimaru, are you finally discharged from the hospital?"

"This voice, it turns out to be Qian, long time no see...and Nighteye, I'm sorry, you are too short, I almost didn't notice you!"

The tall female ninja has a pair of brown eyes and black pupils. Her brown hair is tied into a ponytail. The sideburns are braided into braids. They are tied together with the hair on both sides and hang down naturally, covering most of her hair. Forehead protector on head.

Similar to most female ninjas of Sunagakure Village, she wears mesh underwear, a blue-purple belt around her waist, a red slim-fitting tubular dress, fingerless gloves, leggings and black sandals that are also carefully selected, and she is full of youth. The scent of a girl.

As for the short female ninja Nighteye, she is so petite that no one would believe that she is a ninja if it weren't for the forehead protector on her head.

Nighteye's hair is a little darker than Qian's, tied into twin ponytails, and she is dressed in a cool young girl's outfit, with a light yellow vest to protect her from the desert sun.

"Daimaru, you are still as evil-minded and like to bully people as before."

As soon as height was mentioned, Yemu suddenly became unhappy and pouted to express his dissatisfaction.

Chihaya, who is more familiar with Daimaru, is used to each other's personality. They are both the same age, and they became genin in the same batch as Temari.

Nighteye is more than a year younger and did not officially become a ninja until last year.

Of course, the children of similar age in the neighborhood, including Temari, have all tasted the iron fist of Daimaru Ai, and the king of the worst kids in Sunagakure Village is not in vain.

The girl didn't get beaten much, but she was frightened by the desert lizards, scorpions and other reptiles that Daimaru caught.

The tall Qian Diao smiled and said:

"Yame is still a child who is easily sentimental. When I heard that Daimaru died in the line of duty, I cried a lot. You made fun of me, I'm sorry for the tears in our family, Yeye!"

"Well, then I'll stop bullying you less, little sister Yemu?"

"Don't call me little sister, I'm a ninja now too!"

What Yeme hates most is treating her like a child, especially one who is taller than her.

If he hadn't been looked down upon because of his small stature, he would have become a ninja two years ago.

"I know, Xiaoyeye..."

Ignoring Yame's madness, Daimaru turned to Qian and smiled,

"By the way, didn't you cry when you heard that I was dead?"

"No!"

Qian categorically denied,

"By the way, Temari didn't cry either. It's just a bit regretful. Without one idiot, it will become a lot more boring in the future!"

"Idiot is superfluous!"

Compared to Daimaru, Qian is obviously more familiar with Temari who is the same age. The friendship between girls is sometimes so inexplicable. Daimaru can't understand the relationship between female ninjas.

"I heard yesterday that you confessed your love to Miss Temari, but were rejected ruthlessly. It's really miserable. I thought you would burst into tears, but I didn't expect you to look so miserable!"

"Am I such a fragile person?"

Daimaru said nonchalantly,

“I don’t know which bastard is spreading rumors!”

"Who knows? It seems like you won't give up!"

"Of course! Sincerity is the key to success, Temari will be moved by me sooner or later!"

"Yeah, then I wish you success."

Qianhe Yeme put away the laundry, said hello to Daimaru's mother Wu Ye and left.

"Daimaru, is it really okay?"

Mother Wu Ye asked worriedly.

"What?"

"Miss Temari's story has spread all over the place. Our family is just an ordinary private family. There is a big gap between our family and the princess of the Kazekage family..."

Outsiders can laugh at the joke, but Daimaru's mother can't help but feel a little worried.

"It's okay, I'm sensible, mother, I'll go up first."

"Daimaru..."

Wu Ye wanted to say something more, but Daimaru had already walked away.

"well……"

The hardship for a poor family in Sunagakure Village is beyond imagination. Fortunately, after Daimaru became a ninja, the generous mission commissions were able to subsidize the family's income.

However, the consumption of ninjas is not small. The commission of genin is not very high. Part of it is given to his mother Wu Ye, and part of it is purchased to buy ninja tools. Daimaru has very little left in his hands.

…

Daimaru gently pushed open the door of his grandfather and Chen's room. His grandfather, who was too old and lacked energy, had already fallen asleep.

Daimaru, who did not disturb his grandfather's rest, returned to his former room.

Although I haven't lived there for a long time, my mother Wu Ye has been cleaning it, so it doesn't look messy.

Daimaru took off his turban and ninja vest, wearing only a white sportswear, and looked at the budding young ninja in the mirror.

The brown hair looks energetic. The hair color is a little darker than Qian, but slightly lighter than Yeye. Together with the tanned skin tanned by the sun, he looks healthy and energetic.

"My appearance is passable, my face is not bad, not ugly, and there is still room for saving." He is just average height and not strong enough. I'm only sixteen years old. I exercise regularly, so I should be able to grow taller! 』