The next morning.
At half past six, Cold Wind's biological clock woke him up on time.
Because today and tomorrow were his rest days, Cold Wind had surfed until one o 'clock in the morning. He had only slept for five and a half hours.
Insufficient vitality!
After receiving the feedback from his body, Cold Wind turned over and planned to continue sleeping. However, he suddenly remembered his little brother's matter. His groggy eyes opened abruptly, and he was no longer sleepy.
Where's Gale?
Cold Wind got up from the tatami and found that his little brother had already woken up.
Although he had to go to school, he didn't have to wake up so early, right?
Cold Wind yawned and got up from the tatami. He put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. On the dining table in the living room, his little brother was eating rice balls while … packing something.
Cold Wind walked over curiously.
When Gale heard the bedroom door open, he hurriedly rolled up the scroll and hid it in the school bag next to him. He vividly showed what it meant to have a guilty conscience.
Although he successfully found his brother's treasure, Gale was worried that his brother would take the scroll back.
"Brother, you're awake." Gale turned his head. His face was red and his eyes were flickering. He didn't dare to look at Cold Wind.
Cold Wind was stunned.
What's going on?
Last night, he looked half-dead, but today …
It can't be because of Early In The Morning, right?
But … what the hell was this bashful expression on his little brother's face, as well as his desire to refuse yet welcome, and his shyness that couldn't withstand the cool breeze?
Cold Wind had goosebumps. He braced himself and asked, "Gale, are you okay?"
Gale nodded and then shook his head. He said seriously with a red face, "Brother, I've thought it through!"
"You … understand what?" Cold Wind was a little flustered. This guy didn't understand that breaking mountains was true love, right?
"Brother, I want to become stronger!"
Gale's face was serious, and his eyes were filled with determination. "I want to become an excellent ninja. I want to inherit the Wood Leaf -Ryu Swordsmanship. I want to avenge my father!"
Cold Wind's expression turned serious. He then revealed a gratified expression as he said, "Gale, it's good that you've thought things through. Uncle Star Shi will also be gratified to see you like this."
At the mention of the Moonlight Star Stone, Gale's eyes turned red, but he forced himself not to cry. Then, he looked at Cold Wind with a touched expression and said slowly but solemnly, "Brother, thank you!"
Cold Wind nodded subconsciously. "You're welcome. What? "
Thank me?
Thank me for what?
Although I was really worried about you, I didn't say anything to comfort you.
At most, I've mentally encouraged you ten thousand times and then called you over Early In The Morning, but you don't have to thank me so solemnly, right?
Cold Wind touched his butt. It didn't hurt.
But … who cares, as long as Little Brother can pull himself together!
"I'm done eating."
Gale swallowed the last mouthful of rice ball, then grabbed the bag beside him and said, "Brother, I'm going to school. Goodbye."
"Oh, goodbye." Cold Wind waved his hand.
Gale ran to the entrance and then ran back. He stretched out his hand and said, "Brother, pocket money."
Cold Wind took out his wallet and took out a hundred note. He was too embarrassed to give it to him.
He took out a thousand note, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed it in. Then, he took out a ten thousand note.
"Gale, if you're sad, go shopping. Buy whatever you see. That will make you feel better."
Cold Wind handed the money to Gale and patted his shoulder. "If you feel lonely, treat your classmates to a meal. Don't be alone, okay?"
"Brother …"
Gale thought that he would be very excited when he saw the ten thousand note because he could buy a lot of delicious food. But when he thought of his father, he couldn't feel happy.
But the only thing he could confirm was that his brother was the best!
Gale put away the money, then carried his bag and went to school.
Watching his little brother's back disappear into the entrance, Cold Wind sighed deeply.
After that, Cold Wind washed up briefly, then went out to the Moonlight Izakaya, which was more than a hundred meters away, and ordered some food to fill his stomach.
When he was almost done eating, Cold Wind suddenly saw Moonlight Matsushita pass by the izakaya.
Cold Wind hurriedly chased after him.
"Grandpa Matsushita!"
Cold Wind called him from afar.
"Oh, it's Cold Wind. Don't you have a mission today?"
Moonlight Matsushita turned around. Without waiting for Cold Wind's reply, he asked, "How was Gale last night?"
Cold Wind jogged over and said, "Rest for two days. Gale is much better now. He's almost out of it. "
"That's good, that's good."
Moonlight Matsushita was completely relieved. He then smiled at Cold Wind and praised, "Cold Wind, you really have nothing to say when it comes to persuading people. Last time, it was my granddaughter. Now, it's Gale. If you encounter such things again in the future …"
"Don't come looking for me!"
Cold Wind was depressed. He knew his own capabilities. If he failed an exam or got beaten to tears in a fight, he could still give him a bowl of chicken soup for the soul. But for other things, he couldn't do anything!
"Oh right, Grandpa Matsushita, I have something to ask you."
Cold Wind saw that this old man was about to speak again, so he quickly interrupted him and asked, "How's my dad?"
Moonlight Matsushita died. As his son, Gale was so sad that he almost shut himself up. Then, as his brother, what about Moonlight Hoshino?
Cold Wind didn't believe that his cheap dad wouldn't be sad.
Thinking about it from another perspective, if it was his little brother who died …
If his little brother was killed by the Sand Ninja like in the Manga, the Cold Wind would definitely destroy the entire Sand Village.
"Of course, your father is still in the front line."
Moonlight Matsushita hesitated, "He …"
Cold Wind looked at Moonlight Matsushita seriously.
Yuuki Matsushita sighed and said with a wry smile: "Cold Wind, you are already a ninja, and your instructor is a Jonin, it's easy for you to get this information, so I won't hide it from you."
Cold Wind nodded, "Go ahead."
"Matsushita was killed by the Sand Village's Scorch Release Kekkei Genkai, Pakura. After your father took back the body of Matsushita, he cried for a day. After that, he sent the body back to Wood Leaf. He ran around the battlefield to avenge Matsushita."
"And then?" Cold Wind asked.
Moonlight Matsushita shook his head, "There is no news yet. After all, the battlefield is so big. No one knows where Pakura will appear, and even if they meet …"
Cold Wind's heart thumped and asked, "Is Pakura strong? My dad is a Jonin who mastered the Wood Leaf Sword Style, but he can't beat Pakura? "
"It's hard to say."
Moonlight Matsushita said solemnly, "Pakura's Scorch Release Kekkei Genkai is very powerful, and she has a lot of experience in missions. Many Jonins in our village have fought with her, and their evaluation of her is very high!"
Cold Wind's brows gradually wrinkled.
"It is said that she participated in the competition for the position of the Fourth Kazekage some time ago!" Moonlight Matsushita said.
"Fourth Kazekage?"
Isn't that Gaara's father?
Although Cold Wind knew the result, he still asked, "Did she fail?"
"She did fail! Because it is a time of war, and the Sand Village needs a strong man to be the Kazekage! But she can compete for the position of the Fourth Kazekage, which shows her strength. "
Moonlight Matsushita said, "So, if your father meets Pakura … Sigh."
Cold Wind was silent.
Rationally, he didn't want his cheap dad to take risks, but emotionally, he felt that this was what he should do as an older brother.
"Cold Wind, these things are too early for you. If you want to do something, you have to grow up as soon as possible." Moonlight Matsushita said.
Cold Wind nodded, "I know."
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