Naruto from the White Eye

In the bushes on the outskirts of the town, an artificial forest building...

Bai stared at the window.

The sunlight outside poured in through the woods, casting a layer of light on his face.

After a while.

Bai unbuttoned his headband, and his flowing black long hair fell down.

after that.

Bai changed into a pink women's sleeveless dress and planned to go out.

"Mr. Buzhan, let's eat wild vegetables at noon today."

Bai asked about not beheading again.

No longer leaning on the sofa.

There are some passbooks scattered on the table.

Zabuzhan has already taken out a passbook from the local bank.

But the rest... are multiple foreign banks.

Which means you'll have to run errands afterwards.

As for the issue of identity... some ninjas are disguised.

Especially... Zabuza used to serve in Kirigakure's pursuit force...that is, Kirigakure Anbe, and he is very proficient in handling corpses.

"Bai...you are still like this..."

Zai Buchou raised his head and glanced at the woman's clothes.

Putting on a dress, the white hair with waterfall-like hair is better than most of the women.

He is born beautiful, no matter how you look at it, he is a girl.

but......

It's a man.

"It's my personal interest."

Bai Chaobuzhan showed a healing smile.

"Humph......"

No more chopping and humming, and didn't continue to say anything.

then.

Bai picked up the basket, left the building, and walked towards the field...

After a while, Bai stopped.

He squatted down and stared at the grass.

Then......

Stretching out the slender white lotus root arms, slowly picking wild vegetables.

A bird landed and landed on Bai's shoulder.

Make up a beautiful scroll.

Gentle... Shiro, who can even attract birds, has no choice but to kill for the ideal of Zabuza.

In fact.

Don't talk about murder.

Bai didn't even like fighting.

However, in order to become a suitable tool, he forced himself to perform various ninja activities.

in the shadows.

A figure stared at Bai.

It just came here from monitoring Kakashi.

Bai Jue's stealth technology, except for the malicious perception in the Nine-Tails Chakra mode, is almost impossible to detect.

"whee......"

Bai Jue smiled inwardly.

It knows most of the things that happened in the land of waves.

"Chichi...!"

The bird suddenly flew away from Bai's shoulders.

"?"

Bai also noticed something keenly.

He turned his head and stood up.

At the end of the forest, stood a figure.

"!"

The moment he saw the other person's appearance, Shiro's eyes changed.

Fengming's lore...Kill Wusheng!

"..."

Standing up slowly, Bai's eyes changed with his thoughts.

finally.

His expression was no different from that of a girl next door.

Pure, kind, with an approachable temperament.

Is this camouflage?

Do not......

Perhaps, this is his nature.

End of this chapter

Tsunami is from Naruto Part [-].

1999 style of painting.

21 years have passed since then.

So the style of painting is inevitably old.

but......

how to say.

Tsunami is still in good shape.

shame......

Refresh this chapter in five minutes, there are pictures....pictures...pictures...

End of this chapter

"You are......"

Shiro stared at Aoi Hinata who was pretending to be Kazuo.

And Hinata Sho was slowly walking towards this side.

"Just a traveler."

Hinata Xiao replied.

"What about you?"

"I...I live here, it's noon now, and I'm going to pick some wild vegetables."

Like an undefended girl in a fairy tale, Shiro answered Hinata Xiao's question in a gentle and light tone.

"Wild vegetables..."

Hinata Sho stared at the wild vegetables that Shiro picked into the basket.

It does seem to be to solve the food problem.

"Look at the two swords on your back, are you a ninja?"

"It can be."

Hinata Xiao replied coldly.

A pair of cold look.

"Oh...you're amazing..."

Bai said in an admiring tone.

"Why do you want to practice?"

"Because I want to be stronger."

"Huh...? But...you already look very good..." Bai said.

"No, it's not enough now...Must work harder."

The conversation between the two did not have the slightest smell of gunpowder.