Naruto: My Own Wind

Squeak!

Mitarashi Anko wrapped herself in a towel, wiped her head, and walked out of the bathroom. When she looked up, she saw Fuma Sasame at the table, writing something.

Out of curiosity, she walked lightly, came behind Fuma Sasame, and looked down.

As a result, just one look made Mitarashi Anko a little confused. Because she didn't recognize the words written by Fuma Sasame, and in Anko's eyes, the words written by the other party looked like ghost paintings.

When Mitarashi Anko was confused, Fuma Sasame suddenly spoke up, "Sister Anko, aren't you tired of stretching your neck?"

"Tsk! I'm just taking a look." Mitarashi Anko straightened up, put the towel on her head, and pointed at the notebook, "Hey Sasame, what are you writing?

Also, what are these ghostly symbols?"

When Feng Mo Sasame heard this, his forehead was black and he glared at her fiercely, "Sister Hongdou, what do you mean by ghost painting? This is Fang..."

Fuma Sasame stopped talking in time and blinked, "This is the font I created myself. This way, I don't have to worry about others peeking at what I write."

Mitarashi Anko turned a deaf ear to the emphasis on the word "peek", but she was shocked by Fuma Sasame's idea of ​​creating her own font. She opened her mouth wide, "You...you created it yourself?"

The shame on Fuma Sasame's face only flashed away for a moment. She held her head high and puffed out her chest, very proudly, "Am I very smart, Sister Hongdou?"

Snapped!

Fuma Sasame covered his shoulder and looked at Mitarashi Anko with a pursed mouth.

"Haha... you are more than just smart, girl! You are so smart." Mitarashi Anko crossed her arms and stared at the "self-created font". "From now on, confidential documents will all use this kind of self-created font. When other countries get it, they can only stare blankly.

Haha…this is a good idea, very good, haha…”

Seeing Mitarashi Anko's excitement, Fuma Sasame turned back and continued to write his "self-created font" in the book.

The so-called self-created font is Chinese characters. Fuma Sasame couldn't tell the truth to Mitarashi Anko, so he could only make up something.

Seeing that Fuma Sasame was writing again, Mitarashi Anko asked curiously, "Sasame, what secrets are you writing on this?"

"Sister Hongdou, you are so funny. What kind of secrets can I write?" Fuma Sasame smiled without even raising his head.

"It's not confidential, so what are you writing?" After looking at the number of pages, Mitarashi Anko put her hand on Fuma Sasame's shoulder, "You're almost done with this book, right?"

"I write every day, so of course I'll finish it soon."

"Write every day? What do you write?"

"A diary."

Mitarashi Anko curled her lips, "Do you have to invent a font to write a diary?"

"Sister Hongdou, diary is a private matter."

"Even if it's personal privacy, there's no need to publish it..." Mitarashi Anko's eyes suddenly lit up, and a lewd smile appeared on her face, "Sasame, did Kazama peek at your diary?

That’s why you invented fonts to prevent this Peeping Tom from seeing it.”

"Sister Hongdou, what nonsense are you talking about! The teacher is not like what you said." Fuma Sasame showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Hehe... I just said it casually, why do you have to make such a small expression?"

"Who told you to slander the teacher?"

"Hehe..." Mitarashi Anko poked her hard on the back of the head, turned around, and sat down on the bed, "You little girl, you are just like Haruno Sakura."

Fuma Sasame naturally understood what the other party meant. She closed the diary and said, "Sister Hongdou, what about you? Don't you have anyone you like?"

"I don't."

"Yeah, that's right. If a woman like you who can't do any housework falls in love with someone, that would be the man's sorrow." After saying this, Fuma Sasame whooshed into the bathroom.

Mitarashi Anko was stunned for three seconds, "Sasame, do you want to fight?"

Wow…

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom.

Mitarashi Hongdou put her hands on her hips and stared at the bathroom for a long time. Finally, she let her arms hang naturally and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

As for whether she has someone she likes or not, Mitarashi Anko herself can't tell clearly whether she does or not.

At the beginning, she admired her teacher very much and was very willing to stick to her teacher, but at that time she was not sure whether this was love.

Later, the teacher betrayed the village, but she chose to stay.

From then on, she put away her naivety and became a true ninja.

After becoming a true ninja, she was faced with endless tasks, which left her with no time to think about personal problems.

The key problem is that she always unconsciously compares other people with her teacher.

Unfortunately, in the entire Konoha Village, there are only a few geniuses who can be compared with the teacher.

Just like that, she spent so many years in confusion until she met the girl Kazama and Fuma Sasame, who made her feel free and unfettered like she did in the past.

That's why she would come here whenever she has time.

Listening to the sound of splashing water and looking at the perfect figure looming in the bathroom glass, Mitarashi Anko smiled helplessly. For this girl Sasame, choosing an extremely difficult option is a must.

This guy Fengjian looks careless, but he is actually wrapped too tightly. If you want to get into his heart, you have to tear apart so many layers of defense!

But it’s really hard for Sasame!

However, this girl is willing to do it, so she can't blame others.

call!

Mitarashi Anko opened her arms and murmured, "What's so good about men? They're not as good as glutinous rice dumplings, which are sweet as soon as they enter your mouth."

She came to the table, opened the diary, and read from the first page. She didn't understand any of the pages. However, the word "Kazama" appeared frequently in the diary.

Mitarashi Anko glanced back at the bathroom, sighed helplessly, and put the diary down. Forget it, everyone has their own way to go, there is no need for me to say too much.

Throwing the towel over the back of the chair, Mitarashi Anko returned to the bed and threw herself on it.

The comfort of the bed made Mitarashi Anko fantasize about when she could retire and live a happy life eating glutinous rice balls every day.

While Mitarashi Anko was daydreaming, Fuma Sasame also walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, wiping his head.

Seeing Mitarashi Anko enlarged on the bed, Fuma Sasame raised the corners of his lips, "Sister Anko, don't worry about your image."

"What image do you want? I just want to be comfortable."

Picking up the diary, opening the cabinet door, Fuma Sasame put the diary into the cabinet.

Mitarashi Anko had sharp eyes. When Fuma Sasame opened and closed the cabinet door, she saw that there was more than one diary in the cabinet.

She turned over suddenly and knelt on the bed. "When did you start writing a diary?"

Hearing this question, Fuma Sasame came to sit in front of the bed, his eyes full of memories, "Less than four years."

"Four years? Then..." Mitarashi Anko held her chin with one hand, her eyes rolling around, "You started writing your diary after you came to Dekagi Port?"

"That's about right." Fuma Sasame smiled sweetly.

At the beginning, Fuma Sasame wrote a diary just to talk to herself. Because of her special personal experience, she didn't dare to tell others her inner thoughts.

As for why Chinese characters are used, it is to prevent others from peeking.

But as time passed and Fuma Sasame's emotions underwent new changes, the content of the diary became more and more girlish, and she would mention someone almost every day.

Especially during the time in Konoha Village, Fuma Sasame placed his emotions in his diary, guessing what he would do every day, and writing down everything he wanted to say to him in his diary.

But when Fuma Sasame found out that Kazama's identity was the same as hers, she was afraid for a while that Kazama would see her diary. She even suspected that Kazama had read her diary a long time ago.

And recently, Fuma Sasame particularly hopes that Kazama can secretly read her diary, so that she doesn't have to say it and can use the diary to tell him her feelings for him.

Unfortunately, Kazama seemed to be a gentleman and never entered her room.

"Sasame, isn't it annoying for you to write in your diary?"

Fuuma Sasame came back to his senses and smiled, "Not annoying at all."

The corners of Mitarashi Anko's mouth trembled slightly. She hated writing the most. Her life motto was to use her fists instead of her mouth.