Naruto training king

Chapter 67 Click——

Hearing the sound, Kiyomi and Hinata looked behind at the same time.

It was a girl about her own age with brown hair.

who is she? Are you Kiyomi's friend?
  Just as Hinata was wondering, she heard Kiyomi raise her hand and say hello: "It's Yakumo. I didn't expect to meet you here. Have you had breakfast?"

After saying that, he reached out and patted the chair to his left, indicating if he wanted to come over and have something to eat together.

Kurama Yakumo shook his head slightly and replied: "I have already had breakfast, um... thank you very much for what happened last night."

What happened last night?

Hinata raised her head slightly and cast her gaze towards Kurama Yakumo.

So it turned out that Qingmi was with this girl last night?

Hinata suddenly felt angry.

At this moment, Uncle Ichiraku came out of the kitchen and placed a bowl of tonkotsu ramen in front of Hinata.

"Thank you."

Hinata said softly and immediately picked up the chopsticks. She tried to use the spicy taste to distract herself.

Beside him, Qingmi picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, and then said: "I already said it's just a trivial matter, so don't mention it again."

"OK then."

Kurama Yakumo fell silent, and lowered his hands on his chest, his fingers intertwined awkwardly.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but after a moment she moved her body and walked to the chair to the left of Qingmi and sat down.

Kurama Yakumo sat down facing Hinata Kiyomi, looking straight at him.

At this time, Kurama Yakumo was like a person who was sunk to the bottom of the water. When she was close to the limit of her body and about to suffocate to death, suddenly a rice straw that could be used to breathe stretched out from the water in front of her eyes.

Hinata Kiyomi is the straw, and she is holding on to this life-saving straw tightly, unwilling to let go.

Maybe out of politeness, maybe because she was afraid of disturbing Qingmi, even though she was already very anxious, she decided to wait until Qingmi had finished breakfast.

Kurama Yakumo didn't speak, and Kiyomi didn't have time to talk to her. His nerves were completely occupied by the spicy stimulation.

He didn't think about anything except cooking.

But Hinata, who was sitting on his right and had been pretending to eat noodles, had a full view of this scene.

Especially, when Kurama Yakumo looked at Kiyomi, his eyes were filled with various complex emotions.

What kind of burning gaze is that?
  Hinata didn't know who Kurama Yakumo was, or what she had gone through, but the feeling of desperately trying to possess Kiyomi made Hinata feel uncomfortable.

The spicy taste was like a flame, burning from the tip of her tongue to her heart. Hinata couldn't help but use a little more strength to hold the chopsticks.

"Click——"

A small sound passed by in a flash, and no one noticed that a crack "grown" in the chopsticks in Hinata's hand.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Qingmi picked up the cup and drank the remaining ice water in one gulp.

Then he took out a piece of paper and wiped his bright red lips, and at this time, Kurama Yakumo couldn't bear it anymore.

She asked anxiously: "Um...what did you mean by what you said last night?"

Perhaps realizing that his wording and tone were a little too urgent, Yakumo was very afraid that Kiyomi would feel uncomfortable.

So she stood up and bowed vigorously towards Qingmi: "Well...I'm sorry, I was too anxious!"

Seeing her cautious look, Qingmi couldn't help but frown. Although on the surface he can always skillfully use various respectful words or etiquette to show his superiority and inferiority, in the final analysis, it is just a disguise to prevent himself from becoming an eye-catcher.

But like Kurama Yakumo, when she really prayed to him in a humble manner, Qingmi not only did not feel secretly relieved, but actually felt a little uncomfortable.

He is not used to standing too high, nor does he have the stinky habit of being superior to others.

"Yakumo, there is no need for you to talk to me in such a manner. You are not my subordinate."

Kurama Yakumo hesitated: "But..."

Before she could finish her words, Qingmi said directly: "We are friends, and the relationship between friends is equal. If I can help you, I will definitely not hide it."

She was silent for a while, and after a while she finally understood her problem.

It's not that there's not enough respect, it's that there's too much respect. To be honest, this was her first time meeting someone like Hinata Kiyomi.

Kurama Yakumo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I understand."

After saying this, a lot of the restraint in her body disappeared.

When she sat back on the chair, Qingmi opened her mouth and asked, "Have you seen the river?"

Kurama Yakumo was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why Kiyomi would ask such a simple question that had nothing to do with her.

But she nodded patiently and replied: "Yeah."

Qingmi nodded: "Generally speaking, rivers are composed of two parts, namely the river channel and the water flow."

"Under the constraints of the river channel, the water will flow according to the established route. However, once it rains heavily, the flow of the river will suddenly surge."

"At this time, the raging water may break through the constraints of the river, causing danger and damage to both sides of the river. Can you understand this?"

Kurama Yakumo nodded, vaguely, she seemed to understand what Kiyomi was going to say.

It's just...she didn't dare to think about it, nor could she believe it.

But Qingmi didn't give her a chance to buffer, and continued: "If a person is compared to a river, then the soul is the current and the body is the river."

"To most people in the world, they are like a calm stream of water. The banks, the channel, and the current are all peaceful."

"But Yakumo, you are like a treacherous river that is always raining heavily. Your powerful soul has given you an innate talent for illusions, but your body can hardly bear the weight."

After hearing Kiyomi's words, Kurama Yakumo was suffocated for a moment, and his pupils trembled as if he was experiencing an earthquake.

"It's actually...it's really like this!"

She no longer knew how to face this answer.

The "cause" that left all the doctors in Konoha helpless was solved just like that, but what made Kurama Yakumo even more desperate.

She is not sick at all!
  If it's not a disease, how should it be treated?

"Then what should we do..." she murmured.

At this moment, Yakumo's eyes were on Qingmi again, as if she saw hope, her eyes lit up instantly.

He stretched out his hand to grab Qingmi's arm, and moved closer eagerly, looking into his eyes and asked: "You are so powerful, do you have any solution?!"

"Click——"

A crisp sound, like thunder on the ground, resounded in this ramen restaurant.

　Mud, there was a power outage at home, which lasted from the moment I opened my eyes in the morning until 7:30 pm.

　　Yesterday I planned to write something and save it today. Then put it on the shelf for use.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)