After a comfortable sleep at home, Kamishiro got up from the bed.
Feeling a bit hungry, Kamishiro wanted to eat. He checked the time. This should be the time when the food is delivered.
"I hope today's food isn't flatbread. The water here tastes bitter and sour. Having flatbread with it is like the twin of bad taste, making it twice as unpalatable."
Muttering to himself, Kamishiro rubbed his eyes and walked towards the door.
When he opened the door, he was startled to find a figure standing there.
There's an assassin trying to harm me!
Because if it were the Third Kazekage, he wouldn't stand at the door.
A busy man like him would just push the door open and get straight to the point.
Kamishiro instinctively tried to close the door, but the other person propped the door with one hand, preventing him from closing it.
Just as Kamishiro was about to take action, a familiar voice came, "Hey, after all this time, why are you still so socially awkward?"
"Huh?"
Kamishiro looked up and found it was a familiar person, his only friend in Sunagakure Village, Pakura.
Kamishiro immediately let out a sigh of relief. Well, the ninja world was just too scary. Kamishiro was a bit on edge now.
Kamishiro asked in confusion, "Aren't you out on a mission?"
Pakura rolled her eyes at Kamishiro. "Of course, the mission's done, and I'm back in the village. I brought you something delicious."
Carrying a bag of food, Pakura casually pushed the door open and entered Kamishiro's house. She put the food on the table and then plopped down on Kamishiro's bed.
Sitting on Kamishiro's bed, Pakura saw the puppet Kanna with an impressive figure standing at the foot of the bed. Then she looked down at herself and said discontentedly, "Can you stop having such dirty thoughts in your head? Puppets are for battle, not for other things. Making male - shaped puppets would be so much better."
While looking at the food Pakura brought, Kamishiro retorted, "You're the one who should stop having such thoughts. Is there any Mondai with me making my puppet look good? Absolutely none!
If I made the puppet look like a man, I'd be crazy. I'm a man myself. If I made a male - shaped puppet, people would think there's something wrong with my sexual orientation. My puppet is so good - looking and pleasing to the eye. It can even lift my spirits when I'm in a bad mood.
Also, let me remind you, I'm not socially awkward. I'm just cautious!"
When Kamishiro saw the food Pakura brought, his eyes lit up.
It was all kinds of sushi.
Kamishiro couldn't wait and directly picked up a piece of sushi with his hand and popped it into his mouth.
It was such a rare treat. He was so happy.
Kamishiro almost cried.
After eating several pieces in a row, Kamishiro asked, "How long are you staying in the village this time?"
Pakura replied, "Not for long. If it's urgent, I'll leave the village to go on a mission tomorrow."
Kamishiro blurted out in surprise, "So soon?"
Pakura said helplessly, "Even you, who always stay at home, should have heard about the current situation. The situation across the entire ninja world is extremely tense right now. Who knows when a war could break out in our Land of Wind."
Kamishiro twitched the corner of his mouth. "A war in the Land of Wind? Ninjas from other countries would have to be crazy to attack the Land of Wind, which has nothing."
Pakura, who had a strong sense of identity with Sunagakure Village, immediately retorted, "What do you mean the Land of Wind has nothing? Our Land of Wind has abundant resources, okay!"
Kamishiro suddenly asked, "Such as?"
"Such as! Such as... such as..."
Pakura's voice got softer and softer. She couldn't come up with anything after saying "such as" for a long time.
Seeing Pakura like this, Kamishiro didn't make fun of her. Instead, he sighed.
Pakura was six years older than Kamishiro.
Kamishiro was ten years old this year, while Pakura was already sixteen and was already a jounin.
Kamishiro and Pakura met by accident.
When Kamishiro was four years old, there was too much garbage piled up at home. There were too many people during the day, so Kamishiro didn't dare to go out. Instead, he chose to go out to throw the garbage at night.
Because of his furtive appearance, Pakura, who was ten years old at that time, saw him and thought he was going to do something bad. She immediately rushed up and pinned Kamishiro to the ground.
After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Kamishiro and Pakura got to know each other after coming and going.
Pakura regarded Kamishiro as her younger brother.
And Kamishiro regarded Pakura as his best friend.
Kamishiro knew that Pakura's future ending would be very tragic. Seeing Pakura having such a strong sense of identity and honor for Sunagakure Village now, he didn't know how sad Pakura would be when she found out that Sunagakure Village betrayed her.
Kamishiro warned, "Don't just do whatever others tell you to do and charge head - long into the most dangerous places like a bull. Think more and put your own safety first, okay?"
Pakura said unhappily, "Why do I sound so stupid in your mouth? Don't underestimate me. I'm a ninja with a reputation now! Pakura, Scorch Release. How about it? Awesome, right!"
When talking about her own title, Pakura looked very proud.
Kamishiro pursed his lips and replied perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, you're the most amazing."
Pakura didn't detect Kamishiro's perfunctory tone. She smiled happily when she heard the praise.
Pakura asked, "What about you, Kamishiro? You're so powerful, but you've always been hiding your strength and even told me not to tell others. Now Sunagakure Village really needs ninjas like you. We can work together to defend the village! You'll definitely become a hero of the village."
Kamishiro waved his hand disinterestedly. "No thanks. I'm not interested. I'm the kind of person who's most afraid of fighting. Once I'm on the battlefield, my legs start to tremble, and then I'll pass out. Isn't that just like offering myself as a sitting duck? My dream isn't to become a hero. My dream is to marry two wives in the future. If you're willing, you can barely be my second wife."
Pakura stared angrily at Kamishiro. "Why do I have to be the second wife?!"
Kamishiro said matter - of - factly, "Because you have a bit of a fiery temper. If you were my first wife, you definitely wouldn't let me marry a second wife. So my first wife has to be the gentle kind."
Kamishiro's expression showed a bit of longing and a bit of lustfulness.
You could say Kamishiro was greedy as one wife wasn't enough for him. On the other hand, you could also say he wasn't that greedy since he only wanted two wives at most. Having too many would be overwhelming.
Pakura blushed and shouted, "You're dreaming! I won't be your second wife! No! I'll never be your wife! I've always thought of you as my little brother!"
Kamishiro glanced sideways at the red - faced Pakura and felt like laughing. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I was just joking. Why are you taking it so seriously?"
Pakura clenched her fists tightly. Finally, she just couldn't bear it anymore. She got up from the bed, took three quick steps, and walked up to Kamishiro. Then she gave him a resounding slap.
Whew... Now she felt relieved.