Although he did not receive a clear reply from the Fourth Genesis Folk Fokakya Rasa, Damaru had generally achieved his goal.

As long as you are not placed or ignored, you will always encounter some opportunities.

As for possible new teammates, Daimaru had some expectations, but didn't expect much.

For teams that have lost their troops due to the death, it will be more difficult to integrate new members. This is already quite ideal. If it is a team of several solitary ninjas, it will be even worse.

Most ninjas who are not integrated into the team have some problems themselves, and the possibility of a young man forming a team without problems is too low.

"I don't know who my teammates will be in the future! If two idiots come, the Chunin exam will be a headache."

As for leading the team, Daimaru has no requirements.

The upper limit of the Sand Ninja is here. The ultimate force is the limit of the One-Tail Man Juriki and the Magnetic Blood Escape Relay. It is impossible for ordinary Uennian, who are even worse to provide too much help to Daimaru in a short period of time.

After temporarily putting aside these worries, Damaru walked along the somewhat depressed street and came to his doorstep without realizing it.

A simple two-story building, Damaru's mother Wu Ye, an ordinary housewife, lives with Damaru's elderly grandfather, and lives in a laundry business on the first floor.

With the climate of the Wind Country and the days of wind and sand are all over the sky, the majority account for a year. In addition, the water resources are tight, the cost of centralized cleaning is much cheaper than that of each company's own laundry.

Because of this, the laundry shops of all sizes in the village support many poor families.

Daimaru also lived here before, leaving many unforgettable memories.

Since I’m back, there’s no ninja mission anyway, so it’s good to come back to see my family.

When you walk into the mottled gate, the hall inside is still light, and the surroundings are full of clothes waiting to be cleaned together. A few are civilian homes, and most of them are nearby ninjas. Only ninjas with higher incomes are willing to spend money on washing clothes.

A busy figure in the hall was Damaru's mother Wu Ye.

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

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

"Yeah! Just have time, come back and have a look!"

"It just so happens that you can see your grandpa. I was talking about you not long ago!"

"Is that right? I don't give me a good look every time I come back!"

"I'm old and have a bad temper. Damaru, just take it a little."

"knew……"

Damaru agreed perfunctorily, but he didn't part in happiness every time.

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

"This voice turned out to be Qian, long time no see... And Yemu, sorry, you are too short and almost didn't notice you!"

The tall female ninja has a pair of brown eyes and black pupils, one end of brown hair tied into a ponytail, and her sideburns are braided into strands. She tied together with the hair on both sides and hung naturally to cover the forehead protection most of the time worn on her head.

Like most Sand Hidden Female Ninjas, she wore mesh underwear inside, a blue-purple belt around her waist, and a red slim tubular dress with finger-exposed gloves, leggings and black sandals were also carefully selected, full of the aura of a young girl.

As for the short female ninja Yemu, she was so petite. If it weren't for the forehead protection on her head, no one would have believed that she was a ninja.

The hair color of the night is a little darker than that of thousands, tied into a pair of ponytails, dressed in a cool young girl outfit, and a light yellow vest covering the scorching sun in the desert.

"Damamaru is still as bad-hearted as before and likes to bully people."

When he mentioned his height, Yemu suddenly became unhappy and pouted and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Chiaki, who was more familiar with Daimaru, had long been accustomed to each other's personality. Both of them were the same age, and they were both in the same group as Temari and became Shinin.

Yemu was more than one year younger and did not officially become a ninja until last year.

Of course, children of similar age nearby, including Temari, have tasted the iron fist of Daimaru, and the worst child in Sand Village is not a false reputation.

Girls are not beaten up much, but the desert lizards, scorpions and other reptiles caught by Damaru were frightened.

The tall Qiankong said with a teasing voice:

"Yemu is still a sentimental child. I heard that Daimaru died and cried. You made fun of him so much, I'm sorry for our Yemu's tears!"

"Yes, then I will stop bullying you from now on, Sister Yemu?"

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

What Yemu hated the most was to treat her as a child, especially those who were taller than her.

If it weren't for being underestimated because of his small size, he would have become a ninja two years ago.

"I understand, Xiaoyemu..."

Neither pay attention to Ye Mei's madness, Damaru turned to Qianxiao and said,

"After that being said, you didn't cry when I heard that I was dead?"

"No!"

Thousands of denied it,

"By the way, Temari didn't cry either, it was just a little regretful. If a fool is missing, it will become much boring in the future!"

"The fool is redundant!"

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

"I heard yesterday that you confessed to Miss Temari and was ruthlessly rejected. It was so miserable. I thought you would cry, but I didn't expect you to look so unbearable!"

"Am I such a vulnerable person?"

Daimaru said indifferently,

"I don't know which bastard is spreading rumors!"

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

"That's of course! The best way to achieve the best of sincerity is to open the stone. Temari will sooner or later be moved by me!"

"Yes, I wish you success."

Chiwa Yeme put away the washed clothes, said hello to Damaru's mother Wu Ye and left.

"Damaru, is it really okay?"

Mother Wu Ye asked worriedly.

"What?"

"Miss Temari has spread all over the world. Our family is an ordinary family, and the difference between it and the princess of the Fengying Family is too big..."

Outsiders can watch jokes at will, but Daimaru's mother couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, I'm responsible. Mom, I'll go up first."

"Damamaru..."

Wu Ye wanted to say something else, Damaru had already walked away.

"well……"

The difficulty level of the poor home in Sakai Village is beyond imagination. Fortunately, after Daimaru became a ninja, his generous task commission could subsidize his family income.

However, the ninja consumes a lot, and the commission for the ninja is not too high. Part of it is handed over to his mother Wu Ye, and part of it is purchased. Damaru has very little left in his hands.

...

Daimaru gently pushed open the door of his grandfather and Chen. His grandfather, who was too old and had no energy, was already asleep.

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

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

He took off his headscarf, took off his ninja vest, and only wore a white sportswear, looking at the budding young ninja in the mirror.

The brown hair looks energetic, with a slightly darker hair than the sun, but a little lighter than the night eyes. It looks healthy and energetic with the sun-tanned skin.
Chapter completed!