Chương 137: Wet Dream

The next morning.

Toumaru woke up early, took the farm tools, and prepared to go out to work.

The light outside was dazzling, and the breeze was blowing, bending the waist of the crops in the field. The autumn wind also blew the grain.

It was the autumn harvest season.

As soon as Toumaru went out, he saw a shifty-eyed guy running over from his house in a hurry.

A book suddenly fell at his feet.

Toumaru wanted to say something to stop the man, but when he looked up, the man had already run to the corner and disappeared.

Toumaru bent over to pick up the book and muttered, "Icha Icha Paradise? What is it?"

As he spoke, he looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, he decided to satisfy his curiosity and casually flipped it open to take a look.

With just this glance, his entire person seemed to be attracted.

Especially the description of the male protagonist, isn't this writing me...

Gradually, Toumaru's breathing quickened, and he began to breathe heavily.

He felt his entire body surging with emotions, and a certain part of it was congested.

By the time he woke up, nearly half an hour had passed.

Seeing that the person who had just dropped the book had not returned, Toumaru quietly put the book into his pocket and looked around guiltily before running into the field.

At the corner of the street, Uchiha Tunan leaned out and looked at Toumaru's back. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth gradually outlined a smile.

He turned around and walked toward the Temple of Fire.

Toumaru, who had come to the field to work, always felt a little uneasy.

The task that could be completed very quickly was not even one third completed. The hand holding the hoe was also slowly moving.

As a fifteen-year-old teenager, he said in his heart that he did not want those things.

It must be fake.

Especially after seeing this kind of exciting reading.

The youthful and adorable youth was easily disturbed by these things from the outside world. As long as he accepted these things, his mood would not be at peace.

It was not long before Toumaru put down the tools, came to the ridge between the fields, sat down, and looked around humbly.

He quietly took out the special version of Icha Icha Paradise in his pocket and looked at it with relish.

...

In the evening, Toumaru returned home, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the wild child's appearance appeared in his mind, and he replaced it into the story.

The main reason was that Tu Wan's parents died early.

In fact, it was not too early. Dying at the age of thirty was considered common in the ninja world. After all, they were civilians.

Tu Wan lived alone by farming for the temple of fire.

His family was quite poor, and there were no peers who played with him.

Only Naoko Nohara, who was three years older than him, had a good relationship with him.

Perhaps this was because their parents were gone.

However, Naoko Nohara was better than him because she had a grandmother who depended on her.

Late at night.

There was no trace of sleepiness in Toumaru's eyes. He still looked at the book in his hand and his mind wandered.

He fantasized about becoming the male protagonist in the novel.

"Hu ---"

Toumaru heaved a sigh of relief. He only felt that the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to look at it, but the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He looked up at the sky outside the window, thinking that he still had to work tomorrow.

He forcibly suppressed the urge to continue watching, put the icha icha paradise under his pillow, and closed his eyes to sleep.

"Googoo ---"

The bird cries coming from outside the window sounded a little sluggish in the ear of Toumaru.

Toumaru opened his eyes and was a little upset.

He had been closing his eyes for a long time, but he still couldn't fall asleep. It was as if his heart was being bitten by insects and ants.

He covered his ears with both hands, took a deep breath, and continued to sleep.

Gradually, the sound of sound sleep could be heard in the room.

The moon outside shone brightly, covering the earth with a layer of silver. The small town was lonely and empty. Every household closed their doors and windows and fell asleep.

The laborers who had been tired for a day were all sleeping soundly in the night.

Vaguely, Toumaru in his sleep heard a melodious and touching sound of a flute.

In a daze, Toumaru opened his confused eyes and found himself in the field.

The moon was in the sky, and everything around him was so clear.

The originally golden crops were like a silver filter under the moonlight, making people feel peaceful.

Suddenly, Toumaru found that in the field in front of him, the snow-white naked body was looming under the cover of the dense crops.

Toumaru swallowed his saliva, and a voice in his heart told him that the wonderful person was the wild child.

Under the instinctive trend, Toumaru stretched out his hand to push aside the crops in front of him and kept walking forward.

Close... close...

Why hasn't it arrived yet...?

Toumaru felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, so he quickened his pace.

But no matter how long he ran, the surrounding scenery remained the same, and the figure in front of him still maintained a corresponding distance from him.

The most worrying thing was that these damn things just happened to cover the key points.

It simply made Toumaru mad.

Unbearable...

Early morning.

The sun shone through the corner of the curtain into the room, shining on Toumaru on the bed.

Toumaru on the bed stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to grab something.

At a glance, he looked like a three-legged golden crow.

Gradually, Toumaru opened his sleepy eyes, and his mind paused for two seconds. He suddenly sat up straight, his face full of exhaustion.

Looking at the time, with dark circles under his eyes, he got up and washed up, picked up the tools and went out.

"Bang ---"

After a while.

"Squeak ---"

Toumaru staggered back to the bed, reached out and put the icha icha paradise under the pillow into his pocket, then went out.

For several days in a row, Toumaru felt that his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Every day, he couldn't stand the loneliness and would involuntarily run to the field of the wild village, looking for all kinds of topics to approach the wild village.

In the beginning, the wild children only decided that he liked to chat with himself, so they would also interact with him.

But gradually, Toumaru's hands and feet became a little salty.

These actions frightened Naoko Nohara, especially the way he looked at her, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Although Nohara didn't know what Toumaru was going to do, he knew that this feeling made her very uncomfortable, so she subconsciously avoided Toumaru.

As time passed, Toumaru also knew that her psychological state was abnormal and decided that she could not continue like this.

She decided to go to the Fire Temple and let the monk enlighten him.

...

In the Fire Temple, Uchiha Tunan either wandered around the temple every day or discussed Buddhism with Jigo.

The Buddhism in this world seemed to be because it was not widely spread.

The number of believers could not compare to the previous life, so the research on Buddhism was a little shallow and simple. There was no deeper understanding.

Back and forth, there were all kinds of advice to people to be good, not to be obsessed with hatred and so on.

Was it useful?

It was really useful.

After all, most of the time in this world was in chaos, and what everyone longed for the most was to be friendly with people.

Publishing kindness and letting go of hatred just happened to satisfy the wishes of most people and finding the market position.