Chapter 64: Taking a Bath

  That night, we didn't move and instead set up camp by the lake. Mainly because Haku and Kuma saw that my condition wasn't good, they made this decision.

  After running around for several days, I haven't had the chance to take a good shower. Since there's a fairly large and deep flowing water source here, not taking a bath would be a waste. And now that all the annoying things have been resolved, it's about time!

  I was thinking of not wasting time, let's go wash together, after all, we're all boys, from six to nine years old, nothing to mind, it's not like I haven't done this before.

  But Jiro was strongly opposed, saying he would only bathe with Shiro, I shrugged indifferently, some people are just naturally averse to their bodies being seen by strangers, just like... ...it seems that everyone in my memory is quite averse to this, I'm fine, after all, it's not like it matters anymore.

  As for the sixteenth night, only white was chosen...

  Haku looks much gentler than me and Kimimaro, in the Hidden Sand Village as well, Haku was the most popular among that group of kids. Indeed, Haku's calm and refreshing demeanor and his handsome gentle appearance has always been loved by the children.

  As for Junmaro...... As long as he doesn't move and just emits a killing aura towards people other than me and Bai, and also, as long as he doesn't always look at others with an expression that makes them seem like weeds by the roadside, I'll be grateful. It's really a waste of his good looks.

  So we split into two groups and went to take a bath separately. Junmaru was quite happy that he could be "alone" with me.

  Just as I and Kimura were about to start taking a bath, we heard a scream coming from the other side.

  "It's Iku's voice!" What happened?

  I and Kunimaro hurried over, only to find Tōno huddled on the ground, his clothes disheveled, with the cloak I had given him still draped over his back.

  I looked at Bai's bewildered expression with his upper body exposed and before I could ask, Junmaru spoke up first, "What's wrong?"

  "Well, it doesn't seem like there's an enemy attack or anything." I agree with Kimaru's words, the two of them look like they're fine, and there aren't any strange signs in the surrounding environment either.

  "That... that, adults, is..." Bai was somewhat tongue-tied and couldn't continue, I had never seen him like this before, the corners of my mouth involuntarily curled up.

  "What's wrong with you, Bai? Hurry up and say it!" Junmaro said impatiently. He was still thinking about quickly resolving this matter so he could go take a bath with the lord.

  "That's right, I had just taken off my shirt and heard Amagiri-san ask me where to put the clothes. When I turned around, Amagiri-san suddenly let out a loud cry and then crouched down there. I didn't do anything, really, sir."

  "Don't worry, Bai, I trust you." So, Bai, please don't look at me with those teary eyes anymore, I'm afraid I'll burst out laughing. I've been holding it in for a long time. I turned my head to the side and asked the other person involved, "What's going on? Didn't you ask to take a bath with Bai yourself, Shiya?"

  "Father... sir!" Shiro hastily corrected himself under my gaze filled with killing intent, "I-I thought... that White was..." The last two words were spoken in a volume so small that even I almost couldn't hear them despite having enhanced hearing thanks to Kyuu's strengthening.

  "What is it?" I asked again.

  "I thought Bai was a sister! So I wanted to take a bath with her together." Shiroku shouted.

  Suddenly there was a brief silence between us.

  "Does it matter whether Bai is a man or a woman? It's just taking a bath, isn't it?"

  Bai was speechless, this was already the nth time he had been mistaken for a girl by someone else, he was almost numb to it now, if it happened a few more times, he might even be able to laugh at himself.

  "You thought Bai was your sister! That's why you wanted to bathe with her, right? Sixteen Nights" The short sixteen words hide a very important message.

  I gazed at the faint blush on Sixteen Night's face, and combined with her previous words, I came to a possible conclusion. "Sixteen Night, are you female?" I asked cautiously, knowing that some women were very particular about being asked if they were female, and the consequences of asking were usually dire.

  I saw Tohko's head nod almost imperceptibly, and the shock that arose in my heart was greater than when I found out she had multiple personalities.

  It's still those personalities, some of which are male, which is more likely, I know that many people with multiple personalities have different background settings for each personality, which is really amazing. After getting an answer that I can accept, whether it's true or false, the astonishment in my heart finally got controlled.

  After it was confirmed that Izayoi is a girl, compared to Hakuno's face turning bright red and his flustered apologies, Kishouin was still expressionless. She doesn't care about anything except for the things related to the people she cares about. And I'm used to controlling my excessive emotional ups and downs, not showing any weird expressions.

  I just talked to Jūroku Yoru and my previous persona for so long, yet I didn't notice at all that Jūroku Yoru is a girl. Is it because Jūroku Yoru gave me the feeling of being too much like a guy? Or has my observational skills deteriorated this much? In my heart, I secretly made a decision to strengthen related training when I return to Konoha, and of course, Shiro and Kimimaro also have a share.

  However, it's said that children under the age of ten, as long as they're somewhat cute, are not easy to distinguish by gender. Add to that the fact that Izayoi's voice has a childish tone and the personality traits required to survive in such an environment make it even harder for people to tell them apart.

  In short, after making a big fuss about this matter, the three of us ended up waiting by the campfire, while the Sixteen Nights were bathing in the lake not far away.

  After watching the sixteen nights with a big towel wrapped around her body, only revealing a pair of eyes, and indicating that she wanted to change clothes in this bright place, we three also hurriedly went far away to take a bath.

  I don't understand why Izayoi and I both have dark vision, yet he insists on changing clothes in a place with light.

  (It's just a change of clothes, what's the point of lighting and all that for you? Can't everyone see anyway? No wonder Shikamaru always says, women are really troublesome! I guess it's true.)

  However, after what just happened, none of us were in the mood for a leisurely bath. The three of us quickly cleaned our bodies and changed into clothes in the nearby forest before returning to the campsite where Toiroku was waiting.

  The clothes from sixteen nights ago, or rather the tattered rags that couldn't be called clothes, had been thrown away after being changed out of. What she was changing into now were white clothes.

  Because white clothes are always neutral, suitable for both men and women, but Kimarou prefers loose-fitting, easy-to-wear, yukata-style clothing. This is related to Kimarou's fighting style and Blood Succession Limit... And I was criticized by Juroku that he would rather not wear clothes at all than wear mine... Is my taste really that bad?

  When we arrived at the campsite, we saw a thin figure sitting aside, constantly adding fuel to the fire in the middle.

  Sixteen Nights had a head of hair that seemed to be difficult to tidy, with a messy grass-like texture, and the length only reached her shoulders, but it also gave Sixteen Nights a lively and spirited feeling.

  After washing clean, the originally dull and disheveled hair now shows its true color. Although it's already dark outside, with the faint light of the campfire, the three of us, who have extraordinary eyesight, can still see that Juroku Naito's hair is green, a very special green, between cyan and dark green, and there's also a hint of plant-like luster.

  While we were focusing on the hair color of Sixteen Nights, at this time, Sixteen Nights who was sitting beside the bonfire discovered our arrival and looked up towards us.

  I saw the heterochromatic eyes of Tōya Kagari again, with the left iris being a slightly golden amber color, which was the source of the "Reincarnation" attack; and the right iris having a very deep pale purple color, which were extremely beautiful eyes. However, I noticed that in these eyes, there would occasionally be a faint ripple flowing through them, giving off a familiar aura, an aura of death. But when I focused my attention on it, this aura disappeared. Perhaps it was just the lingering shadow from when this child had killed someone before? That's how I explained it to myself.

  The small face, which was originally stained with blood and dust, still had its original appearance at this time, and it wasn't a very beautiful face. However, the pair of eyes that shone with an unusual light, as well as the facial features under the contrast of these two eyes, although not outstanding when viewed separately, yet carried a unique charm... If from a normal person's perspective, Juroku Naito's appearance should be considered above average, right? Shouldn't it be about the same as mine?

  I'm not quite sure if it's appropriate to categorize my perspective as that of a normal person.

  Most living things have similar aesthetic views, right?

  Of course, if compared with Bai He and Jun Maluo, it would be a struggle to even call them mediocre, but that's because the level of comparison is too high.

  However, the extremely thin aura on Jiro's body still added a lot of points for her.

  Unlike the calmness of white, the cold pride of Junmyou, it's a kind of feeling that I also find hard to describe, if I really had to say it, I've only seen this kind of temperament in two people, "Ming", and... my past self.

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  Thanks to all the supportive big brothers and sisters, as for those who have a lot of opinions (I'm referring to those who are scolding without reason), don't come here, every day looking and every day scolding, if you think watching this kind of thing is polluting your eyes, then don't come. If you really can't help it, go write something yourself that you like, only knowing how to scold in other fan authors' discussion areas, no different from a mad dog, being scolded but still thinking you're right, if you want to be unreasonable, if you want to look for trouble, solve it yourself.

  That's all, that's it.

  Finally, thank you to other big brothers for their comments and votes. My writing style is like this, if you can't stand it then don't read it, I don't want to hear some non-authors telling me what to do, especially when they are just talking nonsense (If there's evidence, I'll still accept it).

  The final second volume is determined to end in Chapter 65.