"Like it used to be?"

Some things are gone and never come back.

Daimaru wanted to smile easily or say a few jokes to relieve the awkward atmosphere. Finally, he gave up the idea and just took a deep breath and then remained silent.

Damaru is just too lazy to think about those delicate emotions, which does not mean that he doesn't understand them. The protagonist's style, who is so slow that he is useless except Asahi, is incompatible with Damaru.

You can pretend to be stupid, avoid or even refuse ruthlessly, but you can ridicule frivolously, even if you are unintentional, you will seem too arrogant.

"Do you think your sister is stupid?"

Shane asked with a slight disgust.

"Although he is a gentle person, he cannot let people understand that kindness! If you want to do something, you will use a stupid method that will not cause trouble to others..."

Now, Daimaru's most profitable industrial puppet workshop in Sakura Village, Miss Saya is the second shareholder after Daimaru. If she had not brought Chi, Yeme and Kankuro in to avoid suspicion, she would have been a complete husband-and-wife shop, which would have been a perfect husband-and-wife shop.

As the largest investor and venue provider, if you want to take a look, Damaru who has only ideas but nowhere to perform, you can only obey orders. How can anyone else participate in the stake?

Even now, as long as Miss Shaye wants to withdraw her investment, Damaru has to worry about collecting money to buy back the shares.

"That's stupid, not..."

Daimaru sighed lightly,

"After all, it's the style of a young lady. I mentioned it when I was chatting before, but I didn't expect that she was really concerned..."

Before Daimaru and Miss Saya became neighbors, they were not familiar with each other, after all, the class difference was too far.

As Daimaru's strength increased and his status grew, he gradually realized that their influence had exceeded the Sand Hidden Village, which could influence the great nobles of the Fengzhi Kingdom to a certain extent.

For such a big shot, ordinary villagers don’t even know their existence. If they don’t want to, they will never reveal their identities in public for the rest of their lives.

Because of the different education and worlds I have received since childhood, there are great differences in the values ​​of Miss Shaye and ordinary people. This is also because ordinary people think that children from rich families show off their wealth or bully others, but in fact they are all unintentional mistakes.

The collision between different classes is very shocking. For example, Miss Saye lent a sum of money to Daimaru. In her opinion, it may be just a small matter, but for Daimaru, it affects his life's development, and even directly affects whether he can gain enough reputation and benefits in the joint Zhongnin exam, and escape from the pursuit of Konoha Ninja.

There are great differences in the judgment of the value of things. It is easy to cause serious misunderstandings in daily interactions. The gap between the rich and the poor is too large, making friends is really not easy, especially for those like Miss Saye. If you don’t interact with Daimaru and know a lot of details you didn’t pay attention to in the past, you will probably be so angry that you can’t talk to others, let alone interact with others.

How many people would always talk about sports cars when eating food stalls on the street stalls, and they would not even call their names. They would be friends with people who went to the far north to watch Aurora last weekend?

Saya is a very careful and smart person, and a proud young lady. She is not as versatile as Yama, not as bold and brave as Temari, nor does she have a thoughtful wisdom, but she treats the world gently in her own way.

The difference in personal experiences made Miss Saye very different from the introverted and weird ninja in her memory who was so introverted and weird that she enjoyed playing with people's hearts. Even though Daimaru's mother thought that Daimaru's neighbor had a slightly weird look, she was not like an ordinary girl, and she still had a very good impression.

"If I hadn't you, my sister would have less worries. As long as I, the understanding sister, would be enough..."

Shana said angrily,

"Apart from practicing ninjutsu when I was a child under the supervision of a tutor, I have never seen my sister be so concerned about doing something!"

"Well! It's very awesome, even I was shocked!"

Damaru responded perfunctorily,

"And I'm very visionary. Didn't I take the time to discuss cooperation?"

"Be careful later, don't make my sister angry!"

"No, don't worry!"

Daimaru replied seriously.

Even if he cannot respond to the other party's expectations, Daimaru cherishes every emotion very carefully. The bright girlish heart cannot be defiled by humiliation.

...

After a few minutes, after carefully studying the so-called "psychic puppet" and the barrier that increases local natural energy concentration, Daimaru, led by Sana, met Miss Saye who had been alienated a lot recently.

Because he has been underground for more time, his originally toned skin has become much whiter and does not look sickly pale, but instead has a crystal clear feeling, full of youthful vitality.

It seems that having things you want to do and goals you accomplish is a good thing for young girls.

Miss Saye, who was concentrating on directing her subordinates to draw the formation patterns, seemed very busy. She never noticed the approaching of Sana and Daimaru. It was not until her sister took the initiative to say hello that she discovered Daimaru who had not seen for a long time.

"Come?"

"Hmm! It seems to be very busy?"

"Wait a little while, it'll be fine right away!"

The ordinary conversation was not as happy as a reunion for a long time, but from the other party's tone, Daimaru still heard a hint of relief.

Standing quietly aside, looking at the bad-tempered rich girl who was a delicate puppet master more than a year ago, now Miss Sha Ye, who exudes a queen-like atmosphere like a move, has a sense of unpredictable majesty like Mei Ming.

"Does the young lady come from a young lady have their own king templates and a halo of dominance? Temari almost, Yakuma Yakuma is even a terrible and ill-hearted rich girl who pretends to be sick..."

Daimaru lowered his voice and asked Shana beside him.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Leadership and the art of ruling the underworld are basic courses I have learned since I was a child, right?"

"Why hasn't anyone ever taught me these things, and even allocated a large number of retainers for my advice?"

Damaru muttered a little sourly.

What is losing at the starting line is just a gift on your face. If Daimaru does not have the knowledge of a time traveler, he will not be qualified to compete on the same stage with Miss Saya and others. Of course, the Ninja School, a feat that gives ordinary children the opportunity to make progress is also very important.

Withdrawing his envy and jealousy, Daimaru was distracted to see the arrangement of barrier patterns arranged by Miss Saye.
Chapter completed!