As the mission began, he encouraged his compatriots to prepare for escape. Even though he knew that Damaru had made some sense, the three siblings still felt a little uncomfortable.

Gaara opened her eyes and said in a deep voice:

"There is no shadow that escapes in the ninja world!"

"It's true, but you're not a shadow yet!"

Daimaru could understand Gaara's thoughts.

For him, who aims to win the Five Dynasties, it is really hard to accept that he gave up his mission and ran back in shame.

Kankuro said impatiently:

"It's so ugly, Daimaru. He didn't even know who the enemy was, and just wanted to give up his mission. Do you not take the village's order seriously?"

"Um……"

Damaru, who pondered for a while, nodded thoughtfully and said,

"You make sense. It's not too late to get ready to run away when you know who your opponent is!"

"You guy, don't understand at all..."

The somewhat impatient puppet master walked forward, pointed his finger at Damaru's chest, and complained with dissatisfaction,

"Why don't you have any sense of responsibility? As a leader, Isn't it natural to lead your subordinates to work hard to complete the task?"

"Kankuro..."

Daimaru grabbed the collar of the puppet master in front of him and said seriously,

"It's you who didn't understand the situation! Our task is to protect those wandering rainnin who were swept out of the house, and to cover up the actions of Konoha walking together, that's all. As for how to complete it, I have the final say, don't cause trouble if you act without permission..."

Release your hand, Daimaru gently pushes Kankuro away,

"If you want to do more and show it, you have to tell me when. There are many conflicts within our Sand Village, and Konoha Village is not a monolithic piece. It is too enthusiastic to help allies. If you stand in the wrong team, it may not be a good thing..."

"I understand, who told you to be the Zhongren!"

Kankuro, who was still dissatisfied, stepped aside and no longer questioned Daimaru's decision.

"Very good, you finally understand the authority of advanced ninjas!"

Ignoring his brother-in-law's indignation, Damaru glanced at the others.

"No matter where the enemy comes from or which side we represent, we cannot separate. If we win, we will rush forward without mercy. If we can't beat it, we will scatter and never drag it down!"

In case of a bad situation, everyone can be "packed" and thrown into the puppet and ghost, and quickly leave the dangerous place, and no one can catch up with it.

"Of course, this is in case of a dangerous situation. Maybe everything goes well and we will be able to go home safely in a short while..."

No one knows whether Damaru believes these words or not.

As long as those "root" ninjas do not change their goals and work together with Nagato, who has the Samsara Eye, it is impossible to survive.

The way those subordinates of Shimura Danzo died depends on who took action against them.

Later, according to Daimaru's idea, the Sagithins "persuaded" people from the Rain Country that were inhabited nearby one by one. Of course, almost no one was obedient. Basically, all the bad intentions became part of the natural cycle in the deep primeval forest.

In the second half of the night, it was time to change shifts. Damaru was yawning and looking at Temari approaching, preparing to take over Damaru's mission.

"Time is up?"

"Yeah, it's my place..."

"Then be careful!"

Daimaru stood up and stretched comfortably.

"I'll go back and rest first. I've been so tired these days..."

It has started to snow in the northern country, and the night wind in Sand Village is also a bit cool. The primeval forests in the south of Sichuan Country are still so humid and hot. The climate at night affects the quality of sleep too much.

What’s even more annoying is the annoying mosquitoes that bit the skin, which is simply unprepared for.

"Damamaru..."

Temari shouted and put her hands on the back of her head, humming a slang song in the dialect of unknown where it was, and the boy was walking towards the tent.

"Don't take it to your heart if Kankuro said that."

"Um?"

Daimaru turned around and thought for a while in confusion before realizing that Temari was talking about the daytime.

"That, I'll almost forget if you don't say it..."

"I know!"

With Damaru's temper, if he is really angry, he will beat someone up on the spot. How can he feel uncomfortable if he keeps it in his heart!

"He was just a little restless because he couldn't find the opportunity to be promoted to Zhongren..."

"So, as long as you have the chance, I want to perform well. I understand this!"

If it weren't for Damaru, everyone would have been in a turtle state, so there would be no more trouble.

But there is a benchmark for advancement, which makes the young puppet master who is one step behind a little anxious.

The young Kankuro is far less mature than Temari, who is more than one year older than him, and is still too impetuous. It would be fine if he was immersed in his own world. Now that he has a comparison partner, he certainly doesn’t want to live in the future for a long time.

"I will find an opportunity to persuade him. It is not a good quality to make decisions in the task!"

"You are a sister, so fucking! But I guess Kankuro won't appreciate it..."

Daimaru waved his hand with a smile,

"Don't worry about this. A man's mind is like the ocean. What is this little thing? It will be like it hasn't happened after a while..."

"How do you know?"

Temari said unconvincedly,

"He is my brother, how could I not care?"

Daimaru said:

"Don't always treat Kankuro as a child. He also wants face. It would be fine if I repelled. If you go back to the old things, it might arouse his rebellious mentality, which is not good..."

"Kankuro is different from you. He is not as thick-skinned as you..."

He sighed lightly and said meaningfully:

"If you want to be a good sister who cares about your younger brother, you must first make Kankuro willing to listen to you. You know when to say less, which is more effective than verbose preaching..."

"You mean, I'm too long-winded. Will Kankuro and Gaara think I'm too annoying?"

"How could I know, I don't have a sister..."

Damaru walked slowly, slowly lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

"The unpatience guy!"

Watching Daimaru disappear from sight, Temari complained dissatisfiedly.

"I'm obviously my sister. Gaara and Kankuro, the two little bastards, are willing to listen to Omaru's nonsense and never rely on me..."

Since the two younger brothers and Daimaru became more and more familiar, Temari lamented that they finally had an acquaintance outside their family, and occasionally worried about whether they would be excluded.

But Temari never thought it would be so soon. Gaara and Kankuro, who were growing up, were no longer satisfied with their sister's care. Daimaru, a guy with unscrupulous behavior, was even more popular.

Even if there is a quarrel, there is almost no room for me to "intervene" myself.
Chapter completed!