Time always passes by quickly inadvertently.

Many times, you will have the illusion that you have a lot of time and can slow down your pace and take a little rest.

However, the moment you decide to slow down, time has quietly accelerated, and things that could have been completed within the time limit may not be completed because of your slowdown.

And the helpless help finally realized the pain of those who were close to the death line and were desperately staying up late to catch up on the project.

It's already midnight.

In the alchemist's room, the mourning assistant who was lying on the desk looked up at the time. The minute hand on the clock had just stepped past 12.

It's twelve o'clock, and it's a new day.

The helpless man grabbed the desk calendar listlessly and then tore off the May page with great force.

May has passed, and there is still a day before the Ninja School graduation exam.

My ninjutsu practice has made no progress in the past month - I am busy sorting out the knowledge about alchemy in my mind every day, and I have no time to practice ninjutsu.

The relationship with Ninjutsu was also stagnant with Kushina. In the past half month, Kushina had never been to Sato's house again, and even at school, she had never spoken to herself.

Although she would still smile and respond every time she talked to her, Morisuke clearly felt that Kushina's relationship with her was not as good as before.

It seems that Kushina is deliberately alienating herself and deliberately maintaining a distance from herself.

Sansuke didn't like this sense of alienation, but he couldn't find any reason to object to Kushina's approach, after all, they were just friends.

Whenever he thinks of this, he always feels aching in his heart. He doesn't know why. He is obviously very healthy, but he always feels this way when he thinks of Kushina.

When I was giving advice on alchemy the day before yesterday, I asked casually, but the guy rolled around with laughter, and finally didn't tell me what caused the heartache.

I still remember that the riding of the aid of my heart rolling all over the ground with a smile, saying to myself: "My mourning master, time will give you the answer to this question of your heartache."

"Don't look at it anymore, go out for some breath."

He closed the book in his hand vigorously and rudely stuffed the book back to the bookshelf. Morisu left the alchemy room and came to the backyard of Sato's house.

Lying on the aisle in the backyard, looking at the moon in the sky, gradually emptied my thoughts, and more and more questions came into my mind.

Questions about the system, questions about alchemy, questions about forging, questions about father Sato Tosashi, questions about body-forging, questions about Maitday...

There were more and more problems, and the vision became blurry. After a moment, the helpless helper fell asleep in the aisle.

Tonight, Li, who was in charge of guarding and patrol, appeared quietly next to the helper. She glanced at the helper who was sleeping soundly and shook her head.

"Even if you are the leader of the Sato clan, you can't work so hard, you're so tired that you fell asleep in the aisle." Li Qing picked up the mourning aid who was sleeping soundly on the ground and slowly walked towards the mourning aid's room.

As she walked, she remembered the questions she asked her a few days ago.

"Even if you are the patriarch of the Sato clan, and even if you are on the mission of revitalizing the Sato clan, you are just a nine-year-old child."

"A little boy who is about to enter puberty but does not understand what love is, nor does he understand his own wishes."

Looking at the little boy sleeping in his arms, Li smiled.

"You are not sick, you are love."

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June 2, Ninja School, playground.

Fujiki looked at the group of students who had been in front of him for a year and felt a little moved.

This class is probably the group of students with the highest quality, right?

"It seems that everything is here."

Fujimu Shaoyou looked at the students in front of him, cleared his throat and said, "Today is the day for your graduation exam."

"Although you are the worst class I have ever taught, it is still very easy to pass the graduation exam at a mere Ninja School as long as you are prepared."

Fujiki walked around the students with his hands behind his back and continued to add: "As I told you before, the questions for this graduation exam are no longer the three-body skills like in previous years, but are designed by your future team teachers."

"Next, Teacher Jiraiya will tell you about the rules of the exam."

As soon as Fujimu finished speaking, a smog of smoke suddenly burst out from everyone, and the white-haired young man Jirai also walked out of the smoke.

"I won't say much gossip." Jiraiya raised his hand to everyone, and in his hand, there were two bells tied together with thin ropes.

"The test questions are very simple. In the ninja school, there are 35 bells hidden in total. All you have to do is find out the bells and hand them over to me."

"The time limit is one hour. If all 35 bells are found, the exam will end early."

After hearing Jiraiya's words, someone raised his hand and asked: "Teacher, there are 37 candidates in total, and there are only 35 bells. Does it mean that two people will not be able to graduate?"

Jiraiya smiled, "I don't care about this. Those who haven't got the bell can't graduate."

"By the way, the person who handed the most bells can not only graduate, but also give priority to the team teacher." Jiraiya couldn't help laughing as he looked at the group of passionate ninja students below.

"Then the exam begins!"

With Jiraiya's announcement, the candidates ran to the Ninja School's teaching building to look for the bells.

Only four people were still standing there and were not in a hurry to leave.

"It's not bad, there are still four people." Jiraiya sighed in his heart.

The four people in the field are Hakumizu Gate, Nara Kazuki, Hinata and Sato Hoshi.

"If you stay, it means you have found the problem." Jiraiya shook the two bells in his hand, "This exam is a complete score for you to pass the literature test, intelligence collection."

"The next thing to take is the martial arts exam." Jiraiya sent out a toad, sat cross-legged on the toad's head, and looked at the four people in the field.

"You four are going to have a melee, two-on-two team fights, one-on-one battles, and you'll be happy."

"The two people who won in the end are qualified to get these two bells from me." Jiraiya shook the bell in his hand, "As for the person who lost, I will go to the teaching building to grab the bells."

After hearing Jiraiya's words, the four people in the venue looked at each other.

"Compared to the two of them, I'd better choose you as my opponent." Nara Kazuhiro shrugged and looked at Hinaga.

"Indeed, compared to the two of them, you will have a better chance of winning against you." Hinata made a soft fist starting move, rolling her eyes and opening it.

"Then...we have no choice."

Shinsuke sighed and looked at his good deskmate, Bofeng Mizuno, who was known as the pinnacle of his peers.

Originally, he thought Minato would be like him, with a helpless expression on his face, but when Sanshuo accidentally discovered that a fierce fighting spirit was ignited in Minato's eyes.

"I originally wanted to wait until the exam is over before I ask you for a discussion."

Unlike the usual cheerful and sunny attitude of always treating people with a smile, Minato's face was serious and he looked at the loss of help as if he was facing a great enemy.

"You want to fight me?" Sanzuo scratched his head, "Why?"

"The first reason is because of the competition. If there were no accidents at that time, the final decisive game between you and me was the matchup. Now this game is just a continuation of the competition."

"As for the second reason, I will tell you when you beat me."

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PS: I will never dare to commit suicide again. Before going to class and writing papers, I must save backup drafts, otherwise I will practice immortality until midnight.

PSPS: I will not become a demon if I do not become a god (shake my head

PSPSPS: FGO's Japanese suit has produced an old sword, and this satellite has been put down. Come and pull Yanchuan down from the sky and let him wander for a few more days. If I don't draw the old sword in a few days, put him into the sky.

PSPSPSPS: Thanks to book friend ‘L, Li Chen’ for rewarding 1,000 starting coins.
Chapter completed!