Chapitre 2: I am A! A Handsome Boy!
Underneath the vibrant sun, the beach was awash with a kaleidoscope of colors. The pristine sand shimmered like a golden carpet, touched by the cerulean blue waves that rolled in rhythmically. Under a brightly colored umbrella, two figures reclined on beach chairs, both sporting flashy sunglasses - Killer B, the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki, and the young prodigy of the Hidden Cloud, Ryomaru.
Killer B, a behemoth of a man, was known for his boisterous personality and fondness for rapping. His arms, etched with the scars of countless battles, waved in the air as he spun rhymes with an infectious energy. Beside him, Ryomaru, a mere slip of a boy in comparison, listened with an amused expression.
"Yo, Ryomaru, it's our day, ain't no time to be wary, we're just chillin', so be merry!" Killer B rapped, his words flowing with rhythm and style.
A group of girls from the village who had flocked around them giggled, their eyes filled with admiration. Ryomaru, despite his young age, already had a legion of admirers, drawn to his unusual beauty and charming personality. The girls took turns pinching his cheeks, each squeal of delight accompanied by Ryomaru's resigned sigh.
"Oh, Ryomaru, you're so adorable!" one of the girls squealed, her fingers playfully pinching his cheek.
A soft chuckle escaped from Ryomaru, his pale blue eyes twinkling in amusement behind his sunglasses. "Thank you," he replied, a shy smile playing on his lips, managing to retain his polite demeanor despite the onslaught of attention.
At this, Killer B threw his head back, laughing heartily. "Yo, lil' bro, you got the moves, wooing the ladies, grooves and grooves!"
Ryomaru just shrugged, his cheeks still tinged a light pink from the girls' attention. "I can't help it if I'm popular, B," he quipped, his tone light and teasing.
B's laughter roared anew at Ryomaru's nonchalant comment, his jovial nature infecting everyone around him. "That's the spirit, Ryo! Keep your chin high and your spirits higher, yo!"
Feeling the infectious energy, Ryomaru couldn't help but join in, his voice melding seamlessly with B's. "Yeah, B, we're here to have fun, under the radiant sun!"
The girls around them giggled again, clapping in rhythm with their impromptu performance. Ryomaru found himself laughing, the joyous atmosphere seeping into him. He had always admired B's carefree spirit, his ability to find joy and light in even the simplest of moments. It was a trait he himself held dear, valuing the peace that came with such moments amidst his otherwise complex life.
With a playful grin, Ryomaru continued, his words flowing with a natural rhythm, "With the sea so bright and the sand so fine, it's time to shine, this moment's mine."
B cheered, his laughter echoing through the air, a testament to the jovial atmosphere that seemed to cling to him. "That's my boy, Ryomaru! Spin those lines, make 'em true!"
Ryomaru, basking in the uplifting energy, felt a wave of warmth for the boisterous Jinchūriki beside him. They might have been different in many ways, but in moments like these, Ryomaru felt a kinship with B that went beyond their roles as shinobi of the Hidden Cloud Village.
Bouncing off the positive energy, Ryomaru lifted his sunglasses atop his head, his eyes gleaming with determination as he delivered his final lines, his voice clear and confident.
"We ride the waves, we touch the sky. In every mirror, there's no lie. Because, my friends, here's the joy, I am A, A handsome boy!"
A ripple of applause and laughter echoed through the beach, the girls squealing in delight at Ryomaru's closing line. B threw an arm around Ryomaru, his laughter a deep, throaty sound that drew even more attention their way.
"That's the spirit, Ryo!" B bellowed, the pride evident in his voice. "You've got the flow and the glow. Yo, you're more than just a handsome boy; you're a superstar in the making!"
"Thanks, B," Ryomaru said, a wide grin adorning his face. "But let's not forget about the man of the hour, you!"
He straightened up, his pale blue eyes twinkling mischievously behind his sunglasses as he prepared to launch into his freestyle. The crowd of girls and other spectators leaned in, their anticipation palpable in the warm beach air.
"Let's raise our voice for the man with the toy," Ryomaru began, a playful smirk on his face as he gestured towards Killer B, who blinked in surprise before bursting into raucous laughter.
"Uncle B, a titan among men, who spins words like no one can. Rhymes so smooth, they glide like a swan. He's the reason we're having all this fun," Ryomaru continued, his voice full of admiration and humor.
The crowd erupted into applause, the girls giggling while the other onlookers chuckled in amusement. Killer B, for his part, threw his head back and laughed, his deep voice carrying across the beach.
"That's right, Ryo, but don't forget," he interjected, his voice booming as he began to rap along. "I might be a titan, a man of the hour, but without you, my rhymes would turn sour!"
Ryomaru chuckled at this, his eyes gleaming in amusement. He waited for the applause to die down before launching into the next part of his freestyle.
"He carries a beast, a force to reckon, but his heart is pure, a lesson to beckon. A hero of the village, a friend so dear, with Killer B around, there's nothing to fear!"
The crowd clapped and cheered, their excitement palpable. Killer B, meanwhile, laughed heartily, a broad smile splitting his face. "Oh, you flatter me, Ryo, but we all know the truth. The beast may be a burden, a force to reckon, but with you around, it's a beacon!"
The air was filled with laughter and applause as Killer B continued. "I may have the beast, the force of the Eight, but you, lil' bro, you're truly great! With your Ice Release and charm so fine, the future's yours, and it's gonna shine!"
Ryomaru felt a rush of affection for the older man. He had always admired Killer B for his strength and his ability to balance his responsibilities as a Jinchūriki with his love for life. This moment was a testament to B's infectious personality and the bond they shared.
As the applause faded, Ryomaru grinned, his eyes sparkling with warmth. "And there you have it, folks, the story of B! A titan among men, a friend to me. He's more than just a Jinchūriki, he's a man of joy. Let's hear it for Killer B, our favorite boy!"
The beach exploded with applause and cheers, the crowd's enthusiasm filling the air with a vibrant energy. Killer B laughed, raising his hand in acknowledgment of the cheers, his face alight with joy.
"That's it, Ryo!" B bellowed, clapping Ryomaru on the back with a beaming smile. "You've got the spirit, the rhythm, and the joy. Yo, you're more than just a handsome boy; you're a superstar in the making!"
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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