The scorpion is still haunted by Uehara, this guy is more popular than himself, hell, the uncle of the early store even greeted him.

"Morning, Uehara, is it still croquettes and milk?"

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Kawasaki." Uehara smiled and thanked the boss.

"I want croquettes and milk, too." The scorpion's small height is not as tall as the breakfast stall.

"Okay, wait a minute." Uncle Kawasaki smiled politely, and then began to busily put the croquettes in the hot oil and prepare to fry them again.

"Morning." The scorpion crossed his arms and said the same, "I mean, morning." ”

Kawasaki was stunned, "Eh, you're early." ”

Kawasaki laughed, the first time this little imp was so polite.

Then, the scorpion finally found out why Uehara was able to drink free tea. Because Uncle Kawasaki gave the scorpion a big free fish ball, Uehara was greedy when he saw it.

But I brought some money for breakfast, and I couldn't go back and buy it.

"Emotions are such strange things," Scorpion began to think about strange questions again as he drank his milk, "Uehara, I'm just saying hello to others like you." Why would it be treated completely differently. ”

"Is it because of the language? Or is it an expression? ”

"Or is the expression of emotions primarily language?"

"So if you want to give the puppet emotion, do you have to let the puppet have the ability to speak first?"

The scorpion's ninja barred a series of interrogations, so that Uehara almost didn't squirt out the milk. Damn, why don't you think about the origin of the universe?

"Yes," Uehara dodged the Scorpion's question, and he chose another direction to answer, "Scorpion, do you remember Mom Dad's voice?" ”

"If the voice is applied to the puppet in the form of ninjutsu, it is closer to the living life than the cold puppet."

The early morning in Shayin Village is probably the most comfortable time for the whole day in Shayin Village, the sun has not yet fully risen, and the sun has not had time to evaporate the water vapor, and the sand on the ground is cold.

With his head tilted, Uehara held a straw in his mouth and comfortably tilted his head back to breathe the crisp air.

On the way out of the village, Uehara and Scorpion meet a lot of ninjas who are either on duty at night or returning from a mission.

Whether they knew each other or not, Uehara greeted them warmly.

"Hey, morning."

"Well, you...... You're early, too. Uehara is gone, leaving Shinobu who had just returned from outside the Land of the Wind looking confused. He read that right, that guy was a bastard sand ninja.

"Hey, Uehara is haya."

A considerable number of ninjas knew Uehara, and the greetings continued all the way, kicking off the beginning of a new day.

"Hey, Scorpion, someone is greeting you."

The scorpion behind him was silent again, really, is eating more important than greetings?

He turned around, wanting to educate the scorpion, but saw that the scorpion had fallen behind him some distance. He looked down at his feet and walked like a log.

Uehara walked back step by step with his cane, and he got to the scorpion's body and rubbed the scorpion's little head with his hand.

"Scorpion, what's wrong?"

The scorpion raised his head, he bit his lip tightly, and under the cover of his red hair, the scorpion's eyes were red and full of tears.

"Uehara, I forgot what my parents' voices looked like."

The scorpion choked, and he couldn't help but hug Uehara and cry bitterly.

Since when did the scorpion go from hiding and hiding with his parents and puppets to being able to reveal his heart and cry uncontrollably.

Uehara's sleeves were wet, and the more the scorpion cried, the more he couldn't stop it. The passers-by frequently looked back and watched.

"Scorpion," Uehara half-squatted down and wiped away the scorpion's tears with a tissue, he smiled, "In the process of growing up, there will always be people who leave us." ”

"If you compare life to a journey, every once in a while, someone will leave in the middle of it."

"Everyone who has walked with us and left is here to teach us the knowledge to grow......"

"Yes...... But you said it. Scorpion sobbed, wiping away tears, "When his companions lose their lives, it is their first death, and when all those who remember him forget them, then the last trace of them in this world will also disappear, that is the real death." ”

"So...... That's why you drew all your companions. ”

"You said it!" Scorpion's face turned red, "But, I forgot the voices of my parents ......"

I see.

Only the most cherished things are carefully treasured, not even the slightest bit.

"Even if you really forget it, there will be a remedy." Uehara pinched the scorpion's little nose and saw that he stopped sobbing and looked at himself with wide eyes, and Uehara smiled.

"First of all, we need to make sure that there is no voice message from your parents in the village."

"If it was preserved, it would be much easier."

"There are three sound factors, pitch, volume, and timbre."

"And what distinguishes the quality of the voice is timbre. Just as different musical instruments produce a variety of unique sounds, each person has a different voice depending on the difference in vocal cords. ”

Uehara tapped Scorpion's forehead with his finger, "So, Scorpion, things aren't as troublesome as you thought they were. ”

"But what if there is no sound material in the village? Grandma's there is no ......" the scorpion was still worried.

"If that's the case...... Uehara touched his chin and pondered, "then you're going to have a hard time." Although you have forgotten what your parents' voices are like, you will definitely recognize them when they do appear. ”

"So, it's going to be fine-tuned through a lot of experiments, first find the closest voice to Mom and Dad among the ninjas in the village, and then modify it little by little, and finally it will be successful."

Uehara's method is highly feasible. The scorpion wiped away his tears, and he smiled again.

"Then let's get started right away!" The scorpion stretched out its small hand to Uehara.

Half squatting for a while, but he almost killed Uehara, and he was pulled up by the scorpion with his teeth bared. The leg was almost scrapped.

Okay, what's going on today?

Having arrived at the entrance of the village, Uehara touched his head and forgot what he was going to do.

……

Seeing Uehara, the corners of the three generations of Kazekage's mouth couldn't help but smile, speaking of which, about the Kikyo people I hid, Kazekage hasn't thanked Uehara yet.

"Little ghost, has your body recovered?"

Like an elder, Kazekage asked Uehara kindly. His attitude was completely different from when Uehara first arrived in Sand Hidden Village.