Chapter 13 Section 3 Necklace

  Chapter 313

  Everyone, I'm sorry. Yesterday, I had something to attend to and took a train trip that lasted around 4-5 hours, so today, Saturday, I will make up for chapter 14. Extremely sorry, it was an unexpected matter, unavoidable circumstances, that's all!

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  How beautiful! The hair is so black and smooth, just like high-grade silk. It's rare to see this color of hair! Kinnosuke thought to himself.

  Moreover, he looks good with long hair. And, the colors of his two eyes are actually different. His black eye looks very gentle, but I still like his blue eye more. The blue eye gives me a feeling that makes me feel very familiar, but both eyes seem to be staring at the person in front of me with all their might. But why does his left eye seem to have tear stains?

  He looked at Bai's eyes and felt a pang of envy, that was the look of someone who had found their most important person......while he himself still hadn't found his purpose in life, no one needed him.

  I couldn't help but laugh at Junmaro's expression as he stared blankly ahead, having spilled soup all over himself. I said in exasperation, "You're so careless!"

  All I saw was your frightened expression, then I saw me grabbing my own wrist and frowning, thinking that I was unhappy about spilling the soup.

  I noticed that Junmaro's body was trembling slightly, and I said, "I'm not mad at you, I'm mad about something else!" How can your body still be so cold? The part of my hand that grabbed it was still icy, didn't you drink the soup already? Why doesn't it have any effect?!

  I took out the prepared blanket and wrapped it around Junmalu, "Is it warmer like this?"

  Jun Ma Lu nodded slightly, and I smiled faintly. He and Bai seemed like pure gems, but Bai was like warm jade, elegant and refined, touching people's hearts more easily; while Jun Ma Lu was like clear emerald, transparent and pure, everyone who came into contact with him could feel his simplicity and dedication.

  Only in "Naruto", carving them into people, no longer cutting with Orochimaru...

  White, even in the midst of being beheaded, didn't care how others saw him, but he himself had no regrets, even if it meant his own death. Both friend and foe could feel that sense of happiness; whereas Kimimaro, even at the moment of his death, was still worried about Orochimaru, especially those words "I'm currently being sustained by my spiritual power", which touched me deeply, I didn't want him to meet such an end again.

  "Can you tell me your name?" Do I have to ask this every time I meet someone who knows the name of "Naruto"? But I couldn't not ask, it's a bit frustrating.

  "Kumāru."

  "Alright, Kimura, let's go!" I held out my hand, I had lingered here for too long, this place wasn't suitable for chatting.

  I saw Junmaro making the same gesture as Shiro did at first, desperately wiping his hands. I chuckled and grabbed Junmaro's long-unwashed hand, which had just gotten into the soup and was a bit sticky, pulling him up. As I turned my head, I met Shiro's eyes, which revealed a hint of a smile, and I knew he too remembered the scene back then.

  At that time, the quilt and the remaining small piece of mantou (steamed bun) that had been frozen into ice decorations were all treasured like precious jewels by Bai. When I found out, I was truly speechless. However, now that I think about it, considering how similar Jun Ma Lu and Bai are, my future speechlessness should increase exponentially!

  "You want me to follow you? Is it because you need me?" Kira's eyes sparkled.

  "Of course!" I raised my head, unintentionally revealing a charming smile, a leftover habit from breaking out of my cocoon. Some characteristics of the nine-tailed demon fox would occasionally appear on me without my realizing it. "I need you, come with me, Kimaru."

  "Then... will I be like her too?" Can I also have that happy and fulfilling gaze? Can I prove my worth to the people who matter? "Is the person important to me you?"

  "Alright, become my tool and prove your worth to me. You will live for me, Kimura, just like Byakuya! And I'll do everything in my power to protect anyone or anything that belongs to me. Whatever you do to me, I'll return it to you."

  He looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, he seemed younger than himself, but he couldn't describe him as a child. His hair was a light silver color that he had never seen before, like a color that didn't belong to this world. The blue right eye and the white left eye were similar, but with a gaze that focused on him, making him feel warm. The special left eye sparkled with an indescribable madness, confidence, and sadness. The two eyes were so similar yet different, Kuma Ryo had never seen such a beautiful existence full of contradictions, set off by the hair that flowed like moonlight, he couldn't help but want to get closer.

  I couldn't help but laugh as I looked at Kunimaru, who had said it several times, yet still occasionally touched my hair and stole glances at my eyes, while Shiraki stood by with a sly smile.

  I was originally going to wait until it's safer before giving it to him, but looking at the situation now, if I don't give it to him first, he might not even make it to a safe place and be discovered by others!

  I pulled Kaito out with one hand, and with the other, I performed a single-handed knot-tying technique, removing the third Blood Crystal necklace from my neck. The cord used for this necklace was made of my current pale silver hair.

  What a close call, I only made three, otherwise the color of each rope would be different. If I had made ten, wouldn't I have to change my hair color ten times? I was amused by the conclusion I reached in my heart, but thinking carefully, there's still a bit of unease inside.

  I watched as Kimura stared at the necklace I had taken off, his eyes fixed on it. When I moved it to the right, Kimura's head turned to the right, and when I moved it to the left, Kimura's head turned to the left.

  Does he really like it that much? I couldn't help but secretly laugh to myself.

  "Sir, may I call you that? Sir Malakai." I stopped at a relatively secluded corner, and both Sir Malakai and Bai followed suit. Bai probably knew what I was going to do, but Sir Malakai seemed still clueless, staring only at the necklace.

  I helplessly looked at Junmaru, who was nodding absent-mindedly, and gently tapped his forehead. "Turn around, turn your back to me, Jun."

  Only then did I see Jun Maluo's expression on his small face, like a abandoned kitten or puppy, when he heard what I said. Three black lines appeared on my face.

  Who taught you that?!

  I gently patted Kimaru's head and said: "Don't worry, you, Kimaru, are already mine. I won't abandon you until the day I die. Turn around!"

  Kun Ma Lu turned around trembling, and while turning, he looked back at me. After a long time, until I heard Bai's laughter, I couldn't help but turn Kun Ma Lu around myself.

  I gently put the necklace on Meng Luo, just as I did with Ai Luo and Bai.

  "Do you like it? I made this necklace all by myself!" I whispered into Kimaru's ear, my warm breath tickling his earlobe, and to my surprise, his ears turned bright red.

  "Happy birthday! I'll only give you this one gift, so take good care of it."

  "B-birthday... p-present... for me?" Kaito stuttered.

  I moved a little closer to Kimarou, otherwise it would be impossible to have a good conversation in this stuttering manner. "Right! Isn't today your birthday? June 15th, isn't it?" This coincidence was indeed very coincidental, as Kimarou's birthday happened to be the day of the destruction of the Taketori clan.

  "Ah! Thank you, sir. I really like it." Kimaru couldn't stop playing with the necklace, the texture of the string was just like his hair, and the color of the pendant was so beautiful. Most importantly, this necklace was given by the master!

  As expected! Although I didn't think it would be so sudden, fortunately this time, I was mentally prepared and didn't make a weird face.

  "Then we can hurry up! Don't keep pulling my hair, at least not now, it's not the right time, we have to leave here quickly!" I pried open Junmaru's hand that was grasping the necklace, but he grabbed my hair with his other hand.

  To avoid any further delay, I let Shiro walk in the front while I brought up the rear, preparing to cross through the forest near the Takeru tribe's village and head towards the hill cave that Shiro and I first discovered.

  No sooner had I entered the forest than I saw a familiar figure in the distance.