"What is 'unreasonable thinking'?"

As soon as he walked out of the flower shop, Yiyong asked abruptly.

He was so confused that the snowflakes flying around his body formed tiny question marks.

Uchiha Mikoto stopped and looked at Giyu curiously, "Why did you ask about this?"

"That kid named Ino told me. She told me not to have any bad thoughts about her. She only likes Sasuke. Even if I look like her, there is no chance."

Yiyong's eyes were innocent, "But I don't understand why she said this."

Uchiha Mikoto let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Giyu, you must have said something that will be misunderstood again."

It seems like leaving Giyuu alone with a stranger——

Even if they are strangers together, they are still a little reckless.

[So, how did he get involved with the children in the tribe? 】

Uchiha Mikoto was puzzled.

"I want to ask her for a hair."

Yiyong thought for a while and added: "But she looks very reluctant."

【really.】

Uchiha Mikoto didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This is something only volunteers can do.

"Then Yiyong, can you tell mom why you did this?"

"Because I want to collect red or yellow hair."

Yiyong clapped his fingers and recalled the pillars that several other people were in urgent need of resurrecting, but only Kanroji's hair color was special, "There are also pink or green ones, I should also need some."

[You still haven’t said why you need it!]

Mikoto complained feebly in her heart, but educated her earnestly: "Yiyu, only friends with extremely close relationships can ask for something as important as hair.

"Asking for hair from someone you meet for the first time, especially a girl you meet for the first time, is very rude and can easily be misunderstood.

"If you were an adult, you might be arrested by your tribe and put into the police force."

【In the past, hair was generally used as a material for making love tokens. 】

[I heard that mikos from the land of ghosts have the power to make the owner of hair fall in love with anyone...]

Unconsciously, Uchiha Mikoto's thoughts returned to the distant past.

When she first got married, she heard from her old friend Uzumaki Kushina that Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas, also asked for Tsunade-sama's hair, saying that he wanted it to be cursed by a miko from the Kingdom of Demons.

After the attack, he was beaten until he was unconscious and four of his ribs were broken.

Speaking of which...

The couple, the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato and Kushina, also happen to have one red and one yellow hair color.

"But she bought me a drink."

Giyuu's words brought Mikoto's thoughts back to reality.

"We should be friends already, right?"

Judging from Jiyong's simple social experience, if a stranger invites him to eat or drink, he should have the same intention as him - to close the relationship between them.

"Just being ordinary friends is not enough."

[Besides, they are just being polite...]

Mikoto stretched out a finger and stressed: "If the other party is a girl, asking for hair would have to be to the point where the boyfriend and girlfriend are friends or even engaged.

"But if it's a boy, it should be much easier. They generally don't care about the deeper meaning of such things..."

"Is it easier for boys?"

Yiyong nodded, immediately absorbed his mother's advice in his heart, and further refined his goal——

Find men with red or yellow hair, and get their hair to use as material for channeling Anjuro in Purgatory.

Suddenly, he remembered the yellow-haired child he saw in the woods last time, who was beaten by three older children in order to protect the white-eyed girl.

Although the child's hair is a bit dull, it is closer to the original color of Purgatory than Yamanaka Ino. It is probably due to malnutrition that it lacks luster.

In addition, the child's physical recovery ability is very strong. Perhaps his gene carrier is more suitable as the material for the psychic purgatory Xingjulang. After all, Yanzhu's body has always been the best among the pillars except Mr. Mingmingyu. If he is resurrected

After becoming a little stronger, Purgatory must also be very happy.

The most important thing is that he is willing to protect the "weak" in this ninja world where people are colder than ghosts. The child's character is also very similar to that of Purgatory.

Unfortunately, since that day, Yiyong has never seen him in the village again.

【Is it possible that he is no longer in Konoha? 】

Yiyong shook his head with some regret.

At this time, Uchiha Mikoto noticed that Giyuu was holding a paper bag in his left hand that he didn't have when he entered the flower shop.

"what is that?"

"The kid named Ino gave it to me and asked me to give it to Sasuke."

Yiyong shook the paper bag in his left hand.

"New Year's gift?"

Some pure and romantic conjectures suddenly came to Uchiha Mikoto's mind.

"Can mom take a look?"

Yiyong thought for a while and nodded.

Anyway, the contents inside were originally given to my mother.

Mikoto took the paper bag and opened it gently with curiosity, and found that there were six daisies of different colors lying on the top layer of the paper bag, and hidden in the middle was a small envelope with the words "Sasuke" written on it in childish fonts.

"I won't read it if you believe it. I don't know if Sasuke will be shy."

A smile appeared on her face and she focused on the six daisies.

These daisies are small and delicate. Each branch is carefully cultivated and pruned. The color and shape are extremely beautiful even in the snow. They also exude a light and elegant fragrance. At first glance, a lot of thought has been spent on them.

"Today's children are really precocious."

She muttered quietly.

"I remember that Daisy's words were 'pure secret love'."

[Unfortunately, Sasuke is probably not interested in flowers and plants, so that child’s work will be in vain.]

Mikoto continued to scroll down and noticed that at the bottom of the paper bag, there was a group of individually wrapped longevity flowers.

"Giyu, is this also given to Sasuke by Ino?"

Uchiha Mikoto took out the longevity flower and looked a little strange.

longevity flower, as the name suggests, means health and longevity, and is usually given to middle-aged, elderly or sick people.

"No."

Yiyong replied solemnly: "Didn't you say before that you would let me choose a flower to give to you?"

When he was choosing flowers, he asked Yamanaka Ino: "If you want the person who receives the flowers to live a safe and happy life for a long time, which one should you choose?"

"Of course it's the longevity flower, but this kind of flower is sold more in Konoha Hospital than at my house. If you are willing to help me bring this package to Sasuke, I will choose the best longevity flower in the store and give it to you.

"

This was the answer Yamanaka Ino gave him.

Her confidence in flower knowledge also affected Yiyong's judgment, so he made a decision.

If he had mentioned that it was for his mother, Ino would not have chosen such a flower that clearly suggested age.

Seeing Uchiha Mikoto's appearance as if she was petrified in the wind and snow, Giyuu asked uncertainly: "What's wrong, mother, don't you like it?"

"..."

Uchiha Mikoto showed a relieved smile, tied up the paper bag and returned it to Giyuu.

This was the first time that she had received a gift specially chosen for her by Yiyong (rather than incidentally). She could also feel the love and blessings from her little son that she had never expressed from the meaning of this flower, and she was already very satisfied.

[But if Yiyong continues to lack common sense, what should he do in the future? 】

"I like it very much. But my father is older, so this flower is more suitable for him than me. Can I give Yiyong's gift to my father? If he knows that it is from you, he will be very happy."

"Just make your own decision."

Yiyong nodded in understanding, not expecting what he would hear next second.

"But since the flowers are given to dad, mom has nothing?"

Mikoto leaned down, showing a sly smile, her hair fluttering in the wind and snow in front of Giyuu, gradually overlapping with the figure of her sister in her previous life.
To be continued...