Chapter Twelve Can you give me a piece of your hair?
On the last day of Konoha's fifty-third year, heavy snow fell in the village, and the trees and houses were covered in silver.
The four Hokages on Shadow Rock put on festive "wool" hats, as if they were looking forward to the ninja world still maintaining this superficial peace next year.
Uchiha Mikoto and Giyuu wore woolen hats and walked out of the house, planning to make a purchase.
"Isn't it really cold when you dress like this? Yuiyong?"
Unlike Uchiha Mikoto, who was wearing a woolen coat, Giyuu was only wearing a characteristic Uchiha turtleneck, long sleeves and children's shorts.
From time to time, thick and hot white mist welled up from his mouth, and a lovely red color appeared on both cheeks, but if you look closely, you can see that this is not caused by the cold.
"I'm fine."
Yiyong, half of his face hidden in his high collar, took the lead in walking towards the gate of the clan.
"Wait for me, Yiyong."
Uchiha Mikoto stopped Giyu and stretched out a hand in front of him.
"Can you hold mom's hand? Otherwise, I might slip. Yiyong doesn't want to see his mom fall to the ground in such an embarrassing state."
Yiyong showed a confused expression.
"But Itachi can step directly on water."
[Jounin, how could you slip on the snow? 】
Uchiha Mikoto was stunned for a moment, then showed a sly smile: "But mom is not as powerful as Itachi, so Giyuu has to protect me."
Then her expression became aggrieved, and she wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers, as if she was about to cry in the next second.
"Does Giyuu only care about Sasuke and Itachi in his heart, and doesn't care about his father and mother at all? I'm really sad."
【Hurry up, hurry up and hook up, hurry up and hook up, volunteer!】
Sure enough, he found that his mother's expression was indeed "sad", and Yiyong's small palm immediately grabbed her three fingers.
Uchiha Mikoto immediately turned her tears into laughter.
"Compared to this..."
However, the next moment, Giyuu stared at her and asked very seriously: "Are the Jonin assessments in Konoha Village too lax? Is Itachi really safe when performing tasks in the village? If it is found that he can't even tread water.
, you will be punished, right?”
After all, it was really simple, and he learned it after just reading it once.
The smile on Mikoto's face gradually turned petrified.
But after she squeezed Yiyong's little hand, she suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, Yiyong, why are you so hot...do you have a fever?"
"No." Yiyong shook his head firmly.
His body temperature will increase sharply because he is practicing the breath of fire.
This morning, after inducing Sasuke to use "small fireballs" several times, Giyuu finally completely analyzed the breath of fire.
[Current breathing method resolution progress - Breathing of Flame: 100%; Breathing of Wind: 9.8%; Breathing of Thunder: 4.1%; Breathing of Rock: 2.4%; Breathing of Moon: 15.44%; Breathing of Sun: 0%.
】
At present, the practice method of Breathing of Flame, the nine sword shapes and Changzhong's breathing rhythm have all been imprinted in Yiyong's mind.
Next, as long as Yiyong cultivates the breath of fire to a normal level, he can use the medium of spirit to channel the spirit of Infernal Anjuro.
However, it seems that some additional things are needed to perform this kind of spiritualism.
[Please prepare human gene carriers (such as hair, blood, saliva, skin) as psychic materials. The resurrection pillar and physique will be affected by the gene carriers. 】
Yiyong had never heard of the word gene, but after asking a child in the clan who liked to read, he probably understood——
For example, if his own hair is used as material when channeling, then the body of Purgatory Anjuro after resurrection will most likely have some of his characteristics, maybe black hair; maybe blue eyes; maybe Sharingan.
The blood inheritance limit...
But Giyuu really couldn't accept a black-haired Purgatory Anjuro, and as far as he knew, Purgatory himself was quite proud of that hair color, and said that it was acquired by his ancestors who ate too much fried shrimp for generations.
So Giyuu planned to go out on the streets today to see if he could find someone whose hair color and physical features were close to those of Purgatory Anjuro himself.
But considering the unique red-yellow hair color, he actually didn't hold out much hope. He just wanted to find someone with red or yellow hair and a stronger body.
As for how to interact with the other party and ask for a piece of hair, that will happen later.
anyway.
Uchiha Mikoto was not at ease and carefully examined Giyuu's body.
Yiyong's physique has always been the best among the three brothers. He has never had a cold since he was a child.
But there is also a saying among the people: people who don't usually get minor illnesses will become extremely serious when they get sick.
This idea would occasionally rush into Mikoto's mind like a crazed cow, so she checked it with great concentration.
But after careful examination, she found that Yiyong was not simply suffering from a fever.
It is more like a burning furnace, constantly radiating heat outwards.
Those snowflakes falling from the sky, which cannot even be touched within ten centimeters of Yiyong's body, will be immediately evaporated by an invisible heat wave. This is far from the effect that the disease can achieve.
Rather than being sick, it seemed like the boiling release ninjutsu that Mikoto had seen on the Jinchuriki of Iwagakure Village during the Great Ninja War.
"Yiyong, you are really amazing."
Uchiha Mikoto stared at her son's eyes, as if she wanted to find out something.
She said in a lively tone: "In summer, you are cooler than a refrigerator, and in winter, you are warmer than a furnace..."
Then, she suddenly hugged Yiyong, squeezed her face and Yiyong's face together, and rubbed them together like a lion.
"Mom is so envious of you!"
Tomioka Yoshiyuki's expression changed dramatically on the spot. He was horrified and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't break free without using chakra. If he used chakra, it would be easy to hurt his mother who couldn't even tread water.
The last time he felt this way was when Mitsuri Kanroji tried to tickle him during the Hashira meeting (content in the official novel).
"Okay, okay, I'll scare you."
Mikoto couldn't laugh or cry when she saw Giyuu's expression for the first time. After helping Giyuu adjust the woolen hat on her head, she stood up.
[I really don’t know what kind of girl Yiyong will marry in the future...]
[A child who is too shy like Izumi might not even be able to change Giyuu’s expression.]
[But if you are a girl who takes too much initiative, will Jiyong be bullied?]
Uchiha Mikoto was thinking about what would happen many years later, while holding Giyuu's hand and continuing to walk out.
On the other hand, Yiyong's face was full of worry, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he even forgot to maintain his breath of fire.
"Yoyong!"
When he walked to the main gate of the clan, Giyuu heard someone calling his name. He looked up and saw that it was Uchiha Gan.
The other party was holding a bag of fireworks, waving to Giyuu excitedly, and then bowed slightly to Mikoto, who had a restrained expression.
Yiyong just nodded slightly in return, but the other party didn't care. He gave Yiyong a lollipop and left. Apparently he was used to his cold way of getting along.
Next, Giyuu met a group of Uchiha boys who were building snowmen.
When they saw Giyu and Mikoto, they all stopped and invited Giyu to play together, but he still refused.
It wasn't until mother and son walked out of the clan that Mikoto stuck her head in and said, "Giyu, I didn't expect that you have such a good relationship with the children of the clan. Do all of them know you?"
This surprised her.
The Uchiha clan is notoriously difficult to please, and with a righteous character, it should be even harder.
Ever since she was freed from housework, she had been working as a leading Jonin. She had no idea that Sasuke and Giyuu were training with the children of the clan during the day in Itachi's absence.
At the beginning, there were only three genin, Gan Wentui, and Giyong Sasuke.
But when the younger children saw that even genin were "playing" with Giyu Sasuke, they naturally came over one after another.
Under the influence of Kam Wen Cui, they gradually realized that Yi Yong's advice could make their training more effective, so they were very grateful to Yi Yong, not to mention that Yi Yong would often bring delicious food to share with them. Over time, everyone became
made friends.
And thanks to the Uchiha children's tendency to show off and rush to spit fireballs at the lake every day, the resolution of Giyuu's breath of fire continues to increase...
To be honest, they are grateful to Yiyong, and Yiyong is also grateful to them.
It would probably take more than a year to get enough resolution just by Itachi and Sasuke.
Therefore, facing Mikoto's doubts, Giyuu said quite seriously: "They are all friends of me and Sasuke."
"Oh, Yiyong is really surprising."
She touched the back of Yiyong's head with great satisfaction, "If you look at it this way, you have more friends than my brother."
Uchiha Shisui is the only one who can be called a friend by Uchiha Itachi.
But compared to friends, they are more like brothers who are not related by blood.
After the mother and son crossed the Konoha River twice, they stopped in front of a store on the main street.
The signboard of this restaurant is pink with the words "山中花" written on it, and it looks very girly.
"Yiyong, I plan to buy some molan and cyclamen to take home. Do you want to come with me?"
Uchiha Mei asked emphatically: "It might take a little longer."
When Yiyong heard that it would take longer, he was about to go directly to the vegetable market to save time, but he noticed a little figure with yellow hair flashing through the glass door of the flower shop.
[Although the color is a bit light, it is indeed yellow...]
"I am coming too."
"Hey, that's great."
Uchiha Mikoto burst out with a big smile, "How about you also choose a beautiful flower to give to mom?"
With that said, before Yiyong could agree, she immediately pushed the door open and walked in. An extremely warm and moist breath rushed toward the two of them.
"Welcome to Yamanaka Flower Shop."
A woman with a noble and gentle temperament walked out from behind the flower stand and said with a smile on her face: "It's Mrs. Uchiha. It's been a long time since I last saw you. When you come here, our store is really shining."
Although this was a standard flattery sentence, when it came from her mouth, not only did it not make people feel uncomfortable, but it actually made people feel flattered.
It's a bit like the feeling that Kanae, the butterfly butterfly, gave Giyuu when she was still around.
Yiyong only glanced at the thickness and color of the blood vessels in the woman's neck to know that she was not a non-ninja.
"You're too polite. I'm young, so just call me Mikoto."
"Since you ask like this, I won't be polite."
Then, the lady in the mountain turned her attention to Giyu: "But, how come Sasuke feels different from before -"
"Mom? Is Sasuke here?"
A careless voice came from the back room, followed by another clang, and the door opened. A girl with short light yellow hair poked her head out from behind the counter, staring at Yiyong Meng with two sky-blue shining eyes.
look.
Soon, a look of doubt appeared on her face.
"Ino, don't be so frizzy, come to me."
Mrs. Yamanaka waved, and Yamanaka Ino immediately came to stand next to her, looking at Giyuu with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.
"No, Mom." She said firmly: "He is not Sasuke."
"Oh, originally I wanted to tease Ino."
Uchiha Mikoto covered her mouth and chuckled, and then explained to Mrs. Yamanaka: "This is Sasuke's twin brother, Giyuu. This is the first time he has gone shopping with me. Speaking of which, there are obviously many tribesmen who can't tell the difference.
Qing and the two brothers, but Ino can tell them at a glance, they are really amazing."
"Of course!"
Ino raised her head with her hands on her hips and proudly brushed the broken hair from her forehead.
"From the first time I met Sasuke, I planned to marry him into the Yamanaka family. How could I admit my mistake?"
When the two parents heard this, they looked at each other and laughed out loud in unison, almost to tears.
"Why are you laughing!"
Ino didn't quite understand the scene in front of her and said angrily: "Do you think I can't do it?"
The mothers laughed harder.
Ino saw that they were just laughing and no one paid attention to her, and then turned her attention to Giyuu, who was of the same height: "Hey, do you think I can't do it too?"
Uchiha Mikoto knew that something good was going to happen, so she gave Mrs. Yamanaka a "stop for a moment" expression, then folded her arms and waited for her volunteerism to show off.
"me……"
Giyuu stared at Ino blankly, thinking about what she said about marrying Sasuke, and suddenly realized something.
"Sorry, I just noticed that you are a boy."
【If it’s a girl, she should get married.】
"you!"
Ino's eyes suddenly widened. She didn't expect to hear her most disgusting words from Sasuke's brother!
【"Ino, don't act like a boy all day long!"】
【"Manly Ino!"】
Damn, damn, damn!
[Obviously he looks so much like Sasuke, why is he so annoying when he opens his mouth! 】
"Okay, okay, you go inside and play for a while. I'll help Mrs. Mikoto choose some flowers."
Mrs. Yamanaka suppressed her smile and pointed in the direction of the back room, "Ino, go and pour some drinks for Giyuu."
"Mom!" Ino stamped her feet reluctantly.
"Don't make fun of your guests."
Mrs. Yamanaka leaned down and said with a smile: "Sasuke and Giyuu are both the same age as you. Starting in March next year, you will go to ninja school together. You have to get along well. Do you understand?"
"..."
Seeing her mother's smile becoming more intense and unreal, Ino nodded nervously, but when she looked back at Giyuu, she immediately became fierce again: "Follow me!"
"Yiyong, my mother will call you out in ten minutes at most."
Uchiha Mikoto pushed Giyuu, "Go ahead, you can meet new friends. Giyuu, you should be very happy."
"Um."
Giyong stared at Ino's light golden hair and nodded solemnly.
[I think this girl’s character is more suitable for Giyuu than Sasuke.]
Mikoto thought with some relief as she watched the two children disappear through the door of the back room.
As everyone knows, after Giyuu came to the back room and sat down, the first thing he said to Ino was——
"Can I have a piece of your hair?"
The drink in Ino's hand hit the ground with a clang.
