"Yes, there are, but they are more unreliable than these two, so it's better not to say it!"

"Oh well!"

Yama Yakumo made up his mind,

"I decided to go and find Teacher Hong!"

"Then you'd better get faster!"

Daimaru said with a smile, it was a blessing to be able to send this dangerous girl away. It would be even better if she could never bother herself again.

"I heard that Yuri Hongnin seems to be fighting with the bearded man Sarutobi Asma, and maybe he will get pregnant and have a baby at any time. Maybe even the eighth class of the Seizuna led by her will not care about it, so it is even more impossible for her to accept you as her disciple."

"Is this true?"

The saddle horse Yama face was solemn,

"It's the guy who often smokes unscrupulously and is annoying? He used to like flies around Teacher Hong..."

"Hey, there's something wrong with your wording, that's the Uenin elite of Konoha Village..."

"I don't care who he is. If the guy who prevents me from becoming a ninja, I will punish him!"

"This...you can do it yourself!"

Daimaru just said a few words quickly, but unexpectedly it aroused Yama's anger.

It's a pity that Daimaru has absolutely no idea of ​​hindering Konoha Ninja from falling in love freely.

"No further ado, I'll go right now!"

"You'd better take a break first, don't be so tired that you're halfway!"

Daimaru sighed,

"Yuhiri Hongnin's subordinates, Inuzuka Ya and his partner Akamaru were seriously injured. This is not a good time to accept disciples. Isn't it a problem for you to go there at this time?"

"That's right!"

Yakuma was about to get up and leave, and sat down again.

It’s really not that Daimaru wants to stay. If someone knows that Daimaru is instigating Yamamoto behind his back, that would be awful.

"Aren't you going back now?"

"A little tired, take a break!"

Yama Yakumo was surrounded by a lot.

"Is this the room where a boy lives? This is the first time I have seen it..."

"This is a temporary apartment, not my own room. However, it is much better than living in the studio!"

"By the way, do you still bring the painting I gave you last time?"

Yakuma Yakumo didn't know what it was about, and even Daimaru couldn't keep up with her topic. It was so weird.

"No, I've hidden him in a secret place at home."

"Yes, that's a pity!"

The saddle horse Yama showed regret,

"Let me do this, I'll draw another portrait for you! You used to be a Shinin, but now you are a Zhongnin. It doesn't matter if you have another self-portrait!"

"But, this is not your studio, isn't it a bit inconvenient?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Yama Yakumo chuckled, and his hands formed seals, and his mental fluctuations suddenly spread in all directions.

In an instant, the room where Daimaru was located changed.

"This is?"

The originally monotonous apartment has become a quiet studio with sunlight slanting sunlight. Yakumo is sitting in front of the easel, holding a paint board and a brush, painting.

My God, is this the true birth of illusion?

Damaru reached out and touched the windowsill, with a trace of dust stained on his fingers, and the touch of the slightly warm sunlight shining on his arms was so real.

"Don't move, I can't see your expression!"

"I understand, can't you be younger faster?"

Daimaru smiled bitterly,

"You saw the girl who left just now. Maybe she misunderstood my relationship with you, and I have to hurry to explain..."

"It's okay! The time here passes, unlike outside, just stay quietly!"

"All right!"

If that's the case, what can Daimaru do?

Don’t you have to be obedient and be a model before talking about it?

I don’t know how long it took, but Damaru, who seemed a little confused, suddenly came to his senses.

Yama Yama and Yama Yamaha have both left, and Daima's injury is filled with a lifelike portrait.

It was Damaru's appearance, with ordinary cheeks, ridiculously arrogant hairstyle, and a well-behaved ninja vest, sitting quietly in front of the window, bathing in the sun, and eyes seemed to be looking at something beautiful, narrowing into a line.

Is this me? What a slack expression, I haven't enjoyed it with peace of mind for a while!

Daimaru touched the painting in his hand, subconsciously feeling something was wrong, but there was no problem with the touch.

Is this true?

Yakuma's illusion level is definitely beyond the expectations of most people. Perhaps, it may be possible that he will really become a powerful ninja in the future.

However, after a moment, Daimaru's pretty good mood suddenly became terrible.

"That liar is almost at night. Isn't this intention to make things difficult for me?"
Chapter completed!