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Chapter nine hundred and thirteenth strange(1/2)

Chapter 913: Strange in the Monster

In two or three years, Sand Village has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Changes in life state are secondary. Some people...especially young people's mentality changes are unexpected. Even Daimaru underestimated how urgent it is to be to desire more ideas after basically meeting the needs of survival.

Most of the past Sand Ninjas did not consider spiritual pursuits. The most important reason why young men and women came together was that they could barely make do with raising children. In daily life, family affection may arise, but it has nothing to do with love, mental illness caused by hormone secretion disorders.

"So, are you also fans of the hierarchy of demand theory?"

Holding her chin, she lazily sucked Temari with the sour and sour juice from the cup with her wheat tube, watching Damaru go in and out of the kitchen,

"You have said similar things before..."

"It's okay, I'm not very convinced, I just think it's very valuable!"

Damaru leaned over, smiled slightly, raised the spoon in his hand,

"It is reasonable to stand very selfishly from the perspective of 'self', but humans are social animals and are often not so rational..."

"for example?"

"Most people cannot recognize themselves and cannot accurately grasp their position in the group, so there are many people who always do stupid things and are complacent when they are sold and help count money!"

"Are you claiming to be smart and treating others as fools?"

"No!"

Daimaru smiled,

"In terms of individuals, many people have higher IQ than me, but when they get together, they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered!"

"Then you always say you should rely on the power of the group?"

Temari curled her lips,

"It's so interesting to put yourself in the position of elites and look down on people who are not as good as you?"

"Of course, something like superiority can only be reflected with contrast!"

Damaru didn't think there was anything wrong at all, and said frankly,

"So, whenever you have to make a major decision, just be quiet by yourself. Thinking carefully can make you clear your mind and putting yourself in the group will only be led by complicated information..."

"You really think of the Saghini, including me, as a fool, right?"

"You think too much, I am also a part of the Sand Ninja. I can only examine myself better and know what I want..."

Although the ninja world is a little behind in the previous life, it is not a ignorant and wilderness era. Many far-reaching theories have been summarized. For example, the hierarchy of demand mentioned earlier is the previous naming, but the previous naming is not Maslow, and the starter cannot be tested. It is said that he is a legendary spy who is proficient in the experience of a legendary spy who is proficient in the rebellion and disturbance behind enemy lines. After the makeover, it was mentioned in the Ninja School's counter-espionage and torture elective course.

Ninjas are basically the smartest, most talented, and hardworking group in the world, and they are also well-educated, so most ninjas can understand the words "If the granaries are full, you will know the etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you will know the honor and disgrace."

In fact, no matter which version of this theory is, in Damaru's view, the flaws are still very obvious, the boundaries are blurred, and the definitions overlap. They also have shortcomings in universality and naturalness, and overemphasize the role of personality and needs.

Of course, its value is worthy of recognition.

Although Damaru is a Saninaka, he is not constrained by this identity like other compatriots.

"Then what are you doing today?"

"Celebrating your birthday!"

"That's it?"

Looking at the dishes served from Dawan, which exudes a faint oily aroma, the dishes are brightly colored and diverse, and the taste is probably not bad.

But this is far from the way I imagined celebrating my birthday.

"Actually, there are many more, just forget it!"

Daimaru took off his apron, dissipating the smell on his body, and said slowly,

"Improving my cooking skills feels more difficult than ninjutsu practice. I feel that I am very accomplished when I make a good dish!"

"Are you reminding me that the cooking level is too poor?"

Actually, it’s not bad. Temari is just not talented in this area and has been doing housework for many years. It is logically considered to be experienced, but the results achieved are only maintained at a not-to-die level, and it is still a long way from the deliciousness.

In contrast, the cooking skills of Dawan, who came from behind, were obviously better.

"Where you think of it, this is just a small hobby in daily life, and it has no deep meaning."

Daimaru chuckled,

"Celebrating your birthday is of course to make you happy. I just thought a lot, and nothing special, including going to a couple's hotel together and doing some happy things that you like..."

"Who wants to go to a hotel with you, you idiot!"

Temari, with a red face, slapped the table so loudly that the teacup was almost overturned.

"Be gentle, your hands don't hurt, and the table can't bear it anymore!"

Ignoring Temari's shy reaction, Daimaru stretched out his little finger and took out his ears, and slowly comforted him,

"In my opinion, except for our fight, we show our strong ability, we can cook good food more! Others..."

"You really know yourself!"

The blond girl muttered quietly, blew her slightly swollen palm and said dissatisfiedly,

"You can't think more about it? You don't do things one by one, but you don't have to cheat people. It's so difficult to spend more time to make me happy?"

“Isn’t it delicious?”

"The taste...is OK!"

After putting a rose-shaped fruit pie into his mouth, Temari commented vaguely.

Even if you are unconscienced, Temari can't say anything bad, at least it's much more delicious than the dishes you make yourself.

"I just feel a little ordinary!"

"I'm disappointed you, sorry!"

Daimaru did not make much excuse, but instead surprised Temari.

"Hmm? I thought you would have a bigger reaction! Find some reasons for yourself or something..."

"There are no outsiders here, so let's just forget about quibbling!"

Daimaru responded,

"Actually, I just don't know what to do, so I have to do what I am best at!"

Temari is a girl who doesn't seem to have much preference but is actually very difficult to guess. It's very difficult to please her.

For Damaru, who has little experience, without a universal network, providing countless information for reference, he can only act according to his instinct.

"What a cute and stupid idea!"

"If you are a little stupid, I can still be smart..."

"Praise me in disguise? It's too late!"

The juice in the cup was gone, the wheat tube was sucked sizzling, Temari pouted, and after thinking about it,

"Let me do this, I have a requirement, if you can do it!"

"Can!"

If you have specific requirements, it will be easy to deal with.

"Do you know what my name Temari means?"

Daimaru nodded.

The so-called Ju is a ball that can be played, Cuju is a football, and Temari refers to toy balls that are thrown around.

The name of the Satsuki Ninja is so casual, it is incomparable to Naruto, Sasuke, Neji, Hinata and the like.

Although they are all balls, Temari is much more elegant than Daimaru.

"I heard from Yashamaru that when I was born, there was a very beautiful Temari in the gift. I couldn't let go of it, so my name was Temari!"

"I see!"

Like Daimaru's name, it is a very regrettable story.

Originally, I just thought of a nickname, but as I called it, it became a big name.

There is no strict household registration, academic record, ID card, etc. in the ninja world, nor any notes that have been used. Once the name is spread, it is difficult to change it.

"Actually, I'm very satisfied with this name!"

"I can't help being dissatisfied. If I change it, no one will know who you are..."

"Shut up and wait until I finish talking..."

Tempera continued, glaring at Daimaru fiercely,

"Since you think you are a great cook, don't take me, an old chef with more than ten years of experience, just use the existing ingredients in the kitchen to make Temari cuisine that satisfy me!"

"Well?"

Daimaru was stunned and then smiled bitterly.
To be continued...
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