We have different painting style

When he opened his eyes again, what appeared in front of Naoki was not a hot spring hotel, but an unfamiliar hall with bonfires burning and lanterns fluttering.

"Where..."

Naoki turned his head and was surprised to see the presence sitting next to him.

"Hattori Hanzo?!"

Ghost Hanzo is one of Hattori Hanzo's titles, which means ghost. The famous ninja who actually existed in history wore black armor and masks at this time, showing only a pair of eyes on the outside, which looked very easily recognizable.

Naoki took a deep breath, and looked to the other side calmly. A man with a ponytail, beard, and open chest was drinking with a long, long gourd and katana hanging from his left waist.

A name popped into my mind, and Naoki said:

"Miyamoto Musashi?"

The life-changing middle-aged uncle turned his head, raised the wine gourd in his hand, and continued to drink.

Miyamoto Musashi founded the school of two swords, not the so-called 'two swords'. Japanese military commanders in the Warring States Period generally carried two swords.

Long swords are usually katana, and short swords are wakizashi. It is worth mentioning that the short blade and wings are backup weapons and status symbols. Ordinary Ronin can only wield one sword, not a tool specifically used for Harakiri.

"Calm."

"Do not panic."

"I just slept in a hot spring hotel, but when I wake up, I will appear in a strange place..."

Naoki pinched himself, without feeling the slightest bit of pain, he had already guessed in his heart: "Sure enough, I have entered a dream again?"

"So many generals and historical celebrities must be a dream created by Miku…"

Naoki thought about it while observing the other creatures in the hall. Many people wore armor and helmets, of various shapes.

For example, there is a crescent moon on the helmet, which may be a prototype for Sailor Moon in the next generation. One has a pair of horns on his armor, which is a bit like the original Ultraman.

As he glanced at the figure in the corner, Naoki almost turned the table in front of him.

He wore a purple-gold crown with trident hair on his head, a red brocade robe on his body, and chain armor with a beast face engulfing his head.

Damn it! This person is definitely Lu Bu!

It is said that likes the generals of the Warring States. There was no Lu Bu in the Warring States Period in Japan. This was definitely a true Three Kingdoms Warrior!

Naoki took a deep breath, even though he knew it was just a dream, he was still a little confused.

In the last dream of surviving in school, Itsuki finally almost summoned Cthulhu, which meant that this existence might not be just a superficial, but a real ghost-level existence! In fact, one slash could cut 100 soldiers!

"Let's wait and see what happens for a while."

Naoki finished scanning, but couldn't see any of the five sisters, so he wasn't in a hurry. He sat quietly behind the desk, it would be best if he could sit quietly until the end of the dream.

At this time, out of the corner of Naoki's eyes, he suddenly saw Hattori Hanzo sitting next to him, raising the wine glass on the table, and he suddenly became interested.

Hattori Hanzo who covered his face more tightly than Kakashi, what was he like behind that black mask?

Faceless?

An ordinary ninja face?

Or a beautiful girl disguised as a man?

While eating Ichiraku Ramen, Naruto and Sasuke couldn't keep up with Kakashi's eating speed, so he wouldn't miss the opportunity.

Seemingly aware of Naoki's gaze, Hattori Hanzo turned his head and looked up, but he didn't speak, and he didn't blink to give Naoki a stab from behind, but stretched out his hand and pulled the mask down.

Naoki regained his spirits, looked carefully, and then he was stunned.

The moment Hattori Hanzo raised his head, the black mask on his face suddenly broke, and he immediately drank his wine!

From a distance, it looks like a black woman with a gaping mouth, which instantly changed from a martial arts conference to a supernatural horror style!

Naoki retracted his gaze, not wanting to see at all how Hattori Hanzo who had suddenly turned into a ghost girl, was eating.

The excitement of silk and bamboo suddenly sounded, and a woman wearing a kimono with a pale face, shaved eyebrows, and dyed black teeth walked in from behind the main hall.

This kind of clothing was quite popular in Japan during the Warring States Period and was not abolished until the Meiji Restoration.

It used to be a beautiful and dignified royal costume, but today, it was inevitable that people would not accept it.

If someone dressed up as this ghost and went out on the street at night, 100% of them would be interrogated by the police

Behind the woman, followed by a group of dancers wearing red and white frayed sleeves, walked to the center of the hall and started dancing.

Naoki's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he saw an acquaintance among the dancers... No, it's Miku.

The reason why Naoki was determined to be Miku was because the headphones around his neck weren't removed! Sure enough, headphones are a part of the body. Under the influence of the power of dream distortion, no one can find any abnormality!

While out to buy things, Miku also says that she wants to travel back to the Warring States Period to become a military general, but the identity she set for herself in the dream is only a lowest level dancer!

The dance performed by these dancers is the Kagura dance which is used for sacrificial prayers.

It's a pity that Miku's limbs are stiff, her eyes are confused, and her movements are awkward. If Naoki was the jury judge, at most one point for friendship.

"It's a pity that there was no cellphone in the dream, otherwise it would have to be photographed and collected."

Naoki had just finished complaining in his heart, when Miku rubbed her left leg with her right, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The hall suddenly became silent.

The dancers who had just danced with Miku slipped away and disappeared, leaving only the crackle of the bonfire.

In a dream, only Naoki can keep his memories awake, and the five twins of the Nakano family will only immerse themselves in it and make the dream come true.

At this moment, facing the gazes of the warring generals and Lü Bu, Miku's face was pale and sat trembling on the ground.

The next moment, Miku suddenly her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oops, caught..."

Naoki hastily winked at Miku, but unfortunately she was a step behind.

"Reckless Asakawa!!"

Miku's scream of surprise suddenly rang out in the hall.

The eyes of everyone in the hall suddenly turned to Naoki, and the depressed atmosphere made even the blazing bonfire freeze.

Pig friend.

The right pig teammates!

Whether in a cop movie or a horror movie, your screams will only make your teammates vomit blood and die!

"calling..."

Naoki took a light breath, calmly, and waited patiently.

After a few seconds, a low and serious voice rang out.

"…Why is your painting style different from mine?"