Ninjas have a history of thousands of years, and countless special ninjas have been developed.

There is a ninjutsu that makes the sky rain. Maybe even such a rare blood limit exists, but Daimaru has never heard of it.

"What did you think of?"

Seeing that Daimaru was stunned for a long time, Temari pushed Daimaru's shoulder.

"It's hard to say now, but there's a little hope..."

"You mean, look for water?"

"Well, whisper, don't say it, wait until you have a good eyebrow and tell you carefully..."

To put it bluntly, the solution to the problem is not worth mentioning.

Find a ninja who can perform rain ninjutsu and ask him to perform ninjutsu without stopping.

Can it be done?

Can!

Get the filthy body of Nagato and let him use the Rain Tiger Freedom Technique. Anyway, he is immortal and has infinite chakra.

The Rain Tiger Freedom Technique cannot create rain out of thin air, but instead dissolves chakra in the water vapor in the sky to create rain clouds, and then uses the rain water containing chakra to monitor the four directions.

As long as there is moist air and enough chakra, the rain can be controlled at any time.

Of course, this is the simplest and most rude method. If you learn this ninjutsu, even if you don’t have as abundant chakra as Nagato, you can’t cover such a large range. As long as you have enough Sand Ninjutsu who can use the Rainhu Freedom Technique, you can do the same thing and even do better.

But now, it is not the time to think about this. The Konoha Ninja in front of him should not be too rude. He has accidentally made Yama Yakumo drunk and no more problems.

The atmosphere was pretty good next time. Daimaru was a carefree person. Iruka Kitani had no great specialties, but he was patient and good at dealing with people, so he was still easy to get along with.

Compared with the arrogant Nara Shikamaru, the unspeakable Akido Tingji, and the few common topics in Yamaaka Ino and Haruno Sakura, this teacher with a slightly mediocre ninjutsu might have found a stage to play to his strengths.

It was not until the dinner was over that Yama Yakumo woke up slowly, and with the support of Haruno Sakura, he sat at the dining table again.

"Sorry, I'm not in good health, and I'm causing trouble for everyone."

"I was not very entertaining..."

Although this accident was caused unintentionally, it was Damaru who neglected it. It is necessary to admit his mistake sincerely.

"I hope Mr. Stupida doesn't mind, I have no malice..."

"I know……"

Yakuma smiled, and the emotional characteristics of the people around her were basically clear in her eyes.

For example, the tall sister was vaguely hostile, and the golden female Sanren who was so angry that she was almost unable to hold back her anger.

"Actually, the feeling just now was quite special. I was so drowsy that I didn't hate it. I just had a headache now..."

"Normal phenomenon, just go back and rest for one night..."

"By the way, I've said it so many times. Don't call me Teacher Akima, just call me Yakumo, just like before..."

Daimaru's face turned embarrassed. In his memory, it was the first time that Yakuma said this, and he had never called her intimately before.

This is to set me on the fire and roast me!

"Teacher Yakumo and Daimaru are quite familiar. Did they meet in Konoha Village before?"

Irukavin Kitano joked, not feeling that the clothes behind Damaru were soaked in cold sweat.

"It's too exaggerated to make a relationship. I just saw it twice, and the negotiations were pretty speculative..."

Daimaru quickly defended.

"More than that!"

After eating and drinking, the night eyes shouted,

“Teacher Yamamo has also given Daimaru gifts, twice…”

"Is there such a thing? This is a story that can spread rumors!"

Yamaaka Ino was shocked when he heard about this for the first time. Unexpectedly, Yama Ma, who looks like a young lady in the boudoir, had done such a thing.

"It's a thank you gift. I just inadvertently helped Teacher Yakumo a little! Don't think about it randomly!"

Damaru pressed Ye Mei's head with a hand, and used a little force to his palm.

"If you drink too much juice, say less. Be careful to be too full and vomit with nausea!"

Some people like to talk nonsense when they are not careful, and do not look at the atmosphere regardless of the occasion.

"Ah! It seems like this is happening..."

Yama Suzuma made a sudden realization,

"At that time, I had no body and couldn't thank me, so I drew a painting and sent it out. Brother Daimaru didn't dislike it..."

"elder brother?"

He was obviously not so close that he actually called Damaru his brother. He really didn't think he was an outsider?

When we first met, the little girl had her eyes drooping, her face full of sorrow, and she had no vitality that young people should have. Later, when we met for the second time in Konoha Village, we had a lot of youthful vitality on her face, and the willfulness of the girl in the deep boudoir was revealed without any concealment. Now when we came to the Sand Village, the seemingly smiling eyes and the evil taste hidden under the gentle face made Daimaru feel a chill.

The most annoying thing is that except Daimaru, everyone else was deceived by the little girl's weak appearance and did not notice that the literary girl in front of her, who was not even a ninja, was a terrifying existence that could instantly subdue everyone present.

"As an only child, I grew up so old, no one calls me so affectionately. I'm a little uncomfortable, just call me Damaru..."

"Yes, it's so sorry. I'm not very satisfied with my thank you!"

As he spoke, Yama Yakuma looked in the direction of Chihiro.

Because I was about to meet the master, neither Daimaru nor Chihi took the portrait with me, but the familiar aura could not escape the perception of Yama Ma.

"No dissatisfaction. Teacher Yakumo misunderstood because I have always been rude and cannot appreciate the elegant art of painting..."

“Art of elegance?”

Yama Yama burst into laughter,

"This thing is not so mysterious and not complicated. If most people cannot appreciate it, wouldn't the so-called art become a tool for a very small number of people to entertain themselves, praise each other, and use it to show themselves the identity? It is no different from money, power and gorgeous clothes..."

"this……"

Among the few people present, probably only Yamaaka Ino, who has a good family background, can barely have a good appreciation level. It would be nice for others to understand what Yama Ma Yama was saying, even Temari, who came from a famous family, didn't understand it very much.

"What a big truth..."
Chapter completed!