Naruto: My Own Wind

In the hot spring street of the Land of Hot Springs, Kazama covered his head with a towel and quietly soaked in the hot spring. Maybe Kazama was lucky, and he was the only one in the hot spring at the moment.

Wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, Kazama sank his body into the hot spring, leaving only his head outside.

Thinking of the inexplicable battle before, Kazama smiled helplessly. Why are the female ninjas in the Naruto world so irritable and impatient?

In more than 20 years, Kazama has also seen many female ninjas, most of whom have irritable personalities. Even if they were gentle when they were young, they became less gentle when they grew up.

Kazama has a deep understanding of this change in the Land of Rain.

Could the change in the female ninjas' personalities be caused by uneven distribution of nutrition?

Kazama scratched his head and thought about it with evil taste.

Forget it, meeting the two Yukitos was just an accident. I guess I won't see them again. After all, the Land of Thunder and the Land of Tea are far apart.

After soaking in the hot spring for a while, Fengjian came to the shore, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Putting down the wine glass, Fengjian soaked in the hot spring again, holding his hands behind his head, his thoughts drifting.

It has been three or four days since I left Deji Port. I wonder how the three apprentices are doing?

At this time, Fengjian’s three apprentices were in the dense forest outside Deji Port.

"Water Style: Water Wave!"

Sagiri sprayed a column of water from her mouth, hitting the big tree in front, leaving a shallow pit.

Sagiri, who was panting, sat on the ground a little disappointed after seeing the destructive power brought by the water wave, and complained a little: "Why is the power of this water wave so ordinary? I have practiced for so long, why is it still like this."

After complaining, Sagiri slapped her hands on the ground, "Damn Kazama, he actually taught me such a rubbish ninjutsu."

Mori Noida, who was swinging her sword at the air, heard it, put away her samurai sword, wiped the sweat off her face, "Miss, there is no rubbish ninjutsu, only... hehe..."

"Mori Noida, who are you calling rubbish?" Sagiri's eyes immediately widened and she shouted at Morino Noida.

"Miss, I didn't say you." Morino Noida spread her hands and made an innocent expression.

"You... I... I will take care of you!" Sagiri stood up suddenly and angrily walked towards Morino Noida.

As a result, she was stopped by Fuma Sasame who rushed over as soon as she took a step.

"Sasame, let me go. I'm going to teach him a lesson."

"Sagiri, Mr. Kazama told us to practice well before he left. He will check our practice results when he comes back."

Sagiri's soft voice calmed down the angry Sagiri. After all, if she didn't make any progress, being punished would be a small matter, but losing face would be a big matter.

Seeing that Sagiri was no longer angry, Fuma Sasame pulled her aside, sat on the ground, and took Sagiri's wrist. She whispered, "Sagiri, you are too anxious.

That's why there is no progress in practice."

"I, anxious?" Sagiri pointed at herself, her face full of surprise.

"That's right, Miss, you are too eager for success, but it backfired." Morinoida said while wiping her sweat.

Sagiri was a little confused about the two people saying that they were anxious, which made her doubt herself.

I practiced diligently, isn't it wrong?

Seeing Sagiri's confusion, Morino Ida threw the towel aside and sat next to Fuma Sasame, "Miss, you said that Water Wave is a rubbish ninjutsu.

Then have you forgotten the power of this ninjutsu used by Teacher Kazama?"

Moriino Ida's voice reminded Sagiri of the first time she saw Water Wave.

The water column sprayed from Kazama's mouth easily penetrated a big tree, and left a hole on the second tree, which was almost penetrated.

Thinking of this, Sagiri glanced at the tree and saw the small hole on it. She had the urge to stick her head into the crack of the ground. It was so embarrassing!

"Miss, take your time, don't be anxious, just like my Sky-Splitting Palm, isn't it also very different from Teacher Kazama." Morino Ida said lightly.

"Yes, Sagiri, I am the same." Fuma Sasame echoed.

"Okay, okay, I'm just complaining a little bit, why are you so angry?" Sagiri hugged Fuma Sasame and said to Morino Ida: "Ida, Kazama is still good to you.

He taught you two techniques, but he only taught me and Sasame one technique.

Humph! How biased!"

"That's right, I have known Mr. Kazama for more than three years." Morino Ida leaned against the tree, with a slight smile on her face.

"Three years, so you and Kazama are quite familiar with each other.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taught you the vacuum sword before you became his apprentice." Sagiri leaned her head and asked curiously: "Ida, then tell me, what is Kazama like in daily life?"

"Daily life?" Morino Ida hugged her hands and said: "Ida, what is Kazama like in daily life?"Behind his head, looking at the sky, he said lightly: "In daily life, he can be said to be a little lazy. He seems to care about nothing, but he is actually very stubborn.

As long as he is determined to do something, he will do it and make it happen. Even if the boss says to stop him, it will be ineffective."

Speaking of this, Morino Ida didn't know what he was thinking, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ah, nothing." Morino Ida shook his head, and said to Sagiri with a smile: "But, Mr. Kazama is still very reliable, at least I haven't seen him fail."

"Is that so, then Ida, do you know what's wrong with his eyes?" Sagiri's eyes were full of curiosity.

"As for the left eye, I don't know.

When I came to Degai Port, Teacher Kazama looked like this." Morinoida rolled her eyes and showed a wicked smile, "Sagiri, you should ask the boss about this, I think he should know."

"If I can ask my uncle, why do I need to ask you here?" Sagiri looked at Morinoida as if she was looking at an idiot.

"Aha..." Morinoida scratched her head awkwardly, turned around and saw Fuma Sasame was very quiet, "How did you get to know Teacher Kazama?"

"Ah! My teacher, he...he..." Fuma Sasame hesitated a little, because Kazama told her not to tell her information to others.

"Why, is it difficult to say it?" Morinoida was a little confused, and at the same time, he had a bold guess in his heart, this Sasame would not have the same experience as himself.

"The Sasame family was destroyed by a great villain, and it happened that Kazama passed by there and rescued Sasame." Sagiri's face was serious, and she grabbed Fuma Sasame's hand tightly, "Sasame, don't worry.

Your hatred is my hatred, and I will definitely help you avenge it."

"Ah... uh... Sagiri, thank you, but revenge is still..."

"What are you thanking me for? After all, we are now a family, and we are also masters of the same master, so your hatred is my hatred, I..."

"My hatred is also your hatred, and you want to help me avenge it, right?" Morino Ida interrupted.

Sagiri's hatred is no secret in the Wasabi family.

Morino Ida naturally knows it, and as a member of the Wasabi family, Morino Ida really wants to avenge it.

"Ida, what nonsense are you talking about, I..."

"Okay, Wasabi's hatred is the Wasabi family's business, and I am also a member of the Wasabi family." Morino Ida pointed at herself and said.

Morinoida's words made Sagiri a little dazed. She really didn't expect that the other party could say such a thing, which made her at a loss for a moment.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest. Get up and continue practicing. If you want revenge, you must have strength." Morinoida said, and ignored the two women.

Coming to the place where he swung the sword before, Morinoida picked up the samurai sword and continued to swing it, again and again.

Fuma Sasame also looked solemn. Morinoida's words reminded her of Fuma Arashi's last smile, which instantly filled her with motivation.

Like Fuma Sasame, Sagiri was full of energy at the moment. Pulling Fuma Sasame, the two continued to practice their lack of strength.

Swinging a sword, Morinoida saw the seriousness of the two women with his peripheral vision, and his lips curled up. Sure enough, the old ones are still the best.