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"Flower of Battlefield?"
Zhen Yang sat on the idle desk with a stack of documents, and dangled his legs leisurely, but the expression on his face was more disgusting and disgusting.
"This title is too vulgar, it's vulgar and vulgar, doesn't it give people the illusion that I'm relying on my face to get famous? What is Qianshou thinking on the other side, haven't read books?"
Madara on official business: "........."
Uchiha Fire Core, who just came in to report the matter: "........."
Madara looked at the slightly dissatisfied expression of the other party, and swallowed the fact that the promotion of the name was also his own.
He coughed a few times and looked straight: "I think it's okay... If you think about it this way, Quanna and I don't have any titles, but you are ahead of me."
Hearing him say that, Zhen Yang's face softened a lot, and he was still a little proud.
"Yeah, then I'll accept this title reluctantly."
If it doesn't work, it's better to punch the opponent Qianshou next time to let out his anger.
"........."
Huo Nuo's expression was indescribable. He looked at the patriarch and then looked at Zhen Yang, who was fooled by the patriarch to be happy, and wisely chose to remain silent.
Madara glanced lightly at the assistant who was watching the nose and the heart, his eyes fell on Zhen Yang, and he changed the topic and said, "It's boring for you to stay in the clan, the Cherry Blossom Festival will come soon, let's go together. How about going to the Land of Flowers to enjoy cherry blossoms?"
"Isn't it all because of whom I am doing nothing? I'm holding on to the task and don't let me take it. If I don't have money, could it be possible that you support me?"
Ma Yang propped her arms up and got down from the desk, complaining indifferently.
Although she is also happy to be at leisure, but it is always embarrassing to be idle for too long.
It can be said that the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. As soon as the sentence was uttered, Madara's soft expression suddenly froze, and he lowered his eyes silently to take in all the emotions.
And the man was still talking to himself in his ear.
"Hmm... Cherry Blossom Festival." She put her hand to her chin and pondered for a while, then raised a bright smile: "Okay, I mentioned this to Quanna before, and now it's getting what you want. What. By the way, are you free recently?"
"Forget it, you don't have to worry about that."
It should be fine if call on Izuna and Huohe to process the files overnight... um.
The flowering period of cherry blossoms is very short. Although there are two hills in the land of flowers full of cherry trees, it is still important to watch the most spectacular cherry blossoms.
The three of them had a good day and arrived there a day earlier. Although it was early, the cherry blossoms had already bloomed for the most part, and many people were drinking and having fun under the tree. After a few glances, there were a few tourists in Chinese costumes in the crowd, who were probably attracted by nobles or famous names.
The Cherry Blossom Festival really lived up to its reputation, Maou thought silently.
They found a hotel, rested for a while, then packed up and walked out in the afternoon.
The three of them were all wearing yukatas, and they didn't wear any items that showed their identity as ninjas. In addition, they all restrained their aura, and it was just right to mix in the crowd.
In the afternoon, there were more people than before. When you raised your head, it was the lush cherry blossoms, and when you lowered your head, it was the toes of people and people. Fortunately, the venue was big enough and they were walking all the time, which was enough to enjoy this grand cherry blossom festival.
The breeze blew across the side of his face and blew the hair on the sideburns of his ears. Zhenyang straightened the tangled hair, and when he looked up, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
"It's so beautiful, it's really like snow."
Quanna nodded in agreement: "Yeah, this is much more spectacular than the cherry blossom tree in the yard.
"Did you say that the cherry blossom cakes over there are made from these petals?"
"Um...probably? I remember when the cherry blossoms were at their peak, someone did collect the blown cherry blossoms in containers...why should we get some back and make something?"
"Come on, you almost blew up the kitchen last time. It's enough to buy some at the shop over there and try it."
"You're right, it's not difficult for me to be myself. If it weren't for my identity, those clansmen who came to help would not have driven me out."
Quan Nai touched his nose embarrassedly, his eyes were full of laughter, his answer made Zhen Yang tremble and burst into tears, making the already beautiful face even more lively.
The years are quiet, and the world is stable.
Madara tucked her hands into her sleeves and quietly listened to the conversation of the other two, her mood also rose with the scattered cherry blossoms.
From one side, he saw his younger brother gently brushing Luo Ying from the top of the woman's hair, and then stared at her profile. Quan Nai pursed her lips, her eyes were bright, and her face was full of shyness.
A sticky and ambiguous atmosphere lingered around them, but the other party was not affected by this atmosphere at all.
Banmo shifted his gaze for a moment, looked at a commercial street not far away, pointed to it and said, "I noticed that there is a photo studio there, I'll ask the price first, let's take pictures together later. "
Having said that, will leave first,
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left to the remaining two. With his back facing the noisy crowd over there, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, only to feel that his footsteps were very heavy, and his physique should not have been like this.
Madara didn't dare to show any abnormality, she shook her head with a wry smile, and continued walking towards the destination.
The elder brother is gone, he must have sensed his own thoughts.
Quanna lowered her head and looked at the pink petals in her hands that she had squeezed out of juice, and her ears were beside her heartbeat like a drum.
His lips moved, and he murmured the other person's name: "Zhenyang..."
"Um?"
Zhen Yang was still immersed in the rain of cherry blossoms, and when she heard someone calling her, she looked over in a daze, and was not in a state for a while. When she met those eyes that were full of emotion, Zhenyang's wandering thoughts finally returned to the cage, and even if she was as sluggish as she was, she could sense something from the emotions that were almost overflowing.
The rain of flowers rustled and flew freely in the wind, constantly disturbing people's vision.