Ninjutsu Riddle Game

Shin-chan stood in front of the stall, looking left and right, and finally reached out and picked up a Little white dog mask.

He put the mask on his face and turned to look at Shiro.

"Shiro, doesn't it look like it?"

"Woof." Shiro tilted its head, looked around, and barked.

Shin-chan picked up a smaller one and put it on Shiro.

Shiro, wearing a mask, shook his head, seemingly unaccustomed to it.

The stall owner looked at him with a smile, "Little friend, these two masks cost one hundred taels in total."

Shin-chan felt his pockets; they were empty.

Uchiha Toru sighed, took out his money pouch from his pocket, and paid the bill.

There were more people on the street, with cat lovers and dog lovers each taking up half the street.

Shin-chan- Shiro and Shiro both wore dog masks, and the two of them walked on the dog faction's territory without looking out of place at all.

When the dog-loving people saw them, they all gave them a thumbs up.

"Well done!"

"Long live the dog lovers!"

They crossed the dog-themed territory and arrived at the entrance of a hot spring hotel.

A chubby man stood at the entrance, wearing a yukata and holding a sign that read, "Dog Party Onsen, Welcome!"

He saw Shin-chan wearing a dog mask and immediately came up to him. "Little friend, this is a hot spring exclusively for dog lovers. The water is great, the service is excellent, and we even give you dog-shaped steamed buns."

"Dog-shaped steamed bun?"

"Yes, Doggy- shaped steamed buns, they're both delicious and pretty."

Shin-chan was about to agree, someone suddenly rushed out from the side.

The tall, thin man was also holding a sign that read, "Cat-Style Hot Spring, the Only Authentic One."

He squeezed in front of Shin-chan, his voice even louder than the fat shopkeeper's. "Little friend, their spring water is recycled and not clean. Come to my house, my water comes directly from the source, it's all-natural."

The portly boss's face flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about? My family's spring water is also directly drawn from the source."

"That's from last year!"

"Yours is from last year!"

The two people stood at the door, arguing fiercely.

Shin-chan stood in the middle, looking at this and then at that. Shiro squatted at his feet, wearing a dog mask and wagging his tail.

The chubby shopkeeper looked down and saw Shiro, his eyes lighting up. "Little friend, my family allows dogs into the hot springs, but theirs doesn't."

"Who said that? My family allows it too." The skinny boss got impatient.

"You allow that? You even kicked a guest's dog out last time."

"That dog is just too big."

"Excuse!"

The two started arguing again.

Shin-chan's head was throbbing from the noise, so he turned to look at Maruboshi Kosuke.

Maruboshi Kosuke stood behind, his hands tucked into his sleeves, watching with a smile, showing no intention of interfering.

Shin-chan simply squatted down and patted Shiro's head. "Shiro, which house do you want to go to?"

Shiro called out and took two steps toward the fat boss.

"Let's go to this one." Shin-chan followed.

The portly boss, his eyes crinkling into slits with a smile, quickly pulled back the curtain. "Please come in, please come in!"

The skinny boss stomped his foot in anger, turned around, and left.

The hot spring hotel wasn't large. The receptionist was a young woman who smiled and bowed when she saw Shin-chan and his friends come in.

Welcome! How many of you are staying here?

When Shin-chan saw her, he immediately turned a corner.

He walked to the front desk, put his hands on the counter, stood on tiptoe, and pushed the dog mask up over his head, revealing his entire face.

"Elder sister."

The receptionist looked down and saw a Little Boy looking up at her with bright, sparkling eyes.

"What's wrong, little one?"

"What kind of man do you like?" Shin-chan leaned closer.

"Huh?" The receptionist was taken aback.

What do you think of a five-year-old child?

The receptionist gave an awkward laugh, unsure of what to say.

Maruboshi Kosuke finally stepped forward. "Checking in."

The receptionist immediately resumed her professional smile, "Okay, how many rooms would you like?"

"Two rooms."

"Turn left on the second floor, there are two adjacent rooms at the end of the corridor. Dinner starts at six o'clock. The hot spring is in the back and can be used at any time."

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Maruboshi Kosuke took the key and turned to walk towards the stairs.

Shin-chan was still leaning against the front desk. "Sister, are you free after work?"

"Shin-chan."

Uchiha Toru walked over, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and dragged him away from the front desk.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Che..." Shin-chan was dragged up the stairs.

The room was at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, you'll find a very clean Japanese-style room with a half-open window and bamboo blinds swaying gently in the breeze.

Shin-chan put Shiro on the Tatami and started running around the house.

"This cabinet is huge!"

"The blankets are so soft!"

When he was running the third lap, Maruboshi Kosuke reached out and pressed his head down.

"Sit down."

Shin-chan sat down obediently.

"Rest for half an hour, then go soak in the hot springs."

Shin-chan sighed, lay down on the Tatami, and began staring at Shiro.

Uchiha Toru sat by the window, his eyes constantly scanning the courtyard Outside Window. Even in the hotel room, his hands never completely left his ninja tool pouch.

Shin-chan rolled over a few times, then started to get bored.

He climbed up to Uchiha Toru: "Xiao Che, let's play a game."

What game?

"Ninjutsu riddle."

How do you play?

"I'll make a gesture, and you guess what kind of Ninjutsu it is."

Shin-chan stood up, struck a pose, gesturing wildly with his hands in front of his chest, puffed out his cheeks, and turned bright red.

Uchiha Toru stared at it for a long time. "---- Great Fireball Technique?"

"Oh, right!" Shin-chan jumped up excitedly, "How did you know?"

"Because you always have this expression when you practice this technique."

Shin-chan struck a second pose, making an X with his fingers and slightly squatting down.

Uchiha Toru glanced at it. "Clone Technique."

"You got it right again, Xiao Che, you're amazing!"

"Every time you make this pose, your hands are reversed," Uchiha Toru said. "The hand seal for the Clone Technique is a cross, but you're making an X."

Shin-chan looked down at his hand and, sure enough, made an X.

"It's okay, as long as the meaning is there."

Maruboshi Kosuke sat beside them, drinking tea and watching the two of them without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Shin-chan demonstrated a technique called "Super Invincible Chocolate Stick Missile." Shin-chan put his hands together, then pushed them forward with a "whoosh" sound.

Maruboshi Kosuke put down his teacup.

Let's go.

Shin-chan -chan froze in mid-air, then sprang up as if a switch had been flipped, grabbed a towel, and rushed toward the door.

The hot spring is in the courtyard behind the hotel.

I walked through an open-air corridor, with bamboo walls on both sides, and the stone path under my feet was wet.

Pushing open the wooden door of the bathhouse, a wave of heat hits you.

The hot spring pool was larger than I had imagined, with a ring of smooth pebbles lining its edge.

Shin-chan quickly took off his clothes, put a towel on his head, and ran towards the pool.

"Rinse your body first." Maruboshi Kosuke's voice came from behind.

Shin-chan stopped in his tracks, reluctantly turned to the shower area, scooped up a ladle of warm water, and poured it over himself.