Inside Kurenai's home.
"I don't know if Dad is back yet." Pushing the door open and walking into the hallway, Red said tentatively, "I'm back!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Kurenai Shinkong hurriedly poked his head out of the kitchen. "Red, you're back!"
This familiar and heartwarming scene caused Red's tears to flow uncontrollably. She rushed up and hugged Shinkong as she cried, "Dad!"
Shinkong patted her head and smiled. "Don't cry. You're a big girl now. What's wrong with crying?"
Red wiped her tears. "Hmph! I'll cry, I'll cry! "
Although they had met many times on the battlefield, they had never felt as close to each other as they did at home.
Shinkong was moved. He pointed at the apron he was wearing and laughed. "Haha, how many years has it been since you've tasted dad's cooking? Today, dad's going to make you a feast! "
Red excitedly raised her hand. "I'll join you!"
Shinkong paused for a moment before shaking his head. "Red, you've really grown up. You even know how to care about dad!"
Red's face reddened. If she said that she had specially rehearsed for dinner, her dad would probably cover his chest again.
"For dad's sake, I shouldn't tell the truth!" Red said in a small voice. "Yes, that's right!"
Under the buff of "my precious daughter cares about her dad," Shinkong felt like he was filled with energy. Even his cooking skills, which should have been rusty, were on full display. It didn't take long for him to finish cooking.
Shinkong nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the delicious food on the table. He couldn't help but praise himself. "As expected, only food cooked with love is filled with soul! With my cooking skills, it's such a pity that I didn't become a chef! "
Red also felt a sense of accomplishment. She wiped the sweat off her forehead as she thought to herself, 'Shizune always cooks for Tsunade-sama at home. I can't fall behind too much in terms of cooking!'
"I'm going to start eating!" Red clasped her hands together and began eating heartily.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Nobody's going to steal your food." Shinkong chuckled. He then asked in concern, "You must have suffered a lot in this war, right?"
Red shook her head. "Compared to the others, I'm actually quite lucky. At the very least, I don't have to worry about encountering danger."
"That's true." Zhen Hong nodded in agreement. "Your team's enemies won't even be able to avoid you!"
Red puffed out her chest proudly. "Even if it's a team of more than a hundred people, they'll still run away in fear when they hear Garashi's name!"
Upon hearing Garashi's name, Makoto had a complex expression. "I never thought that I would be able to teach a disciple who would become a Demigod of the Shinobi World!"
Red laughed and teased, "Why do I remember that you specifically told me that the relationship between the two of you is not considered a master-disciple relationship?"
Being stabbed in the back by the black-hearted little girl, Zhen Hong's mouth twitched. "If I say it doesn't count, does he dare to deny it?"
Red covered her mouth and snickered. "Yes, yes, Dad, you're the best!"
"It sounds so perfunctory!" Makoto sighed sadly. The Makoto who always liked to say, "Daddy is the best," was gone forever.
However, with Garashi as a reference, it was foreseeable that his prestige would decrease.
"Right, Red, there's something I'd like to ask you." Zhen Hong suddenly became serious. "Garashi, he … Does he have any intentions of becoming Naruto?"
Red was surprised. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Zhen Hong lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Naruto -sama has already submitted his resignation letter to the Daimyo. Judging from his performance during the war, it's highly likely that Garashi will become Naruto!"
"Naruto, huh? That's so far away! " Red shook her head. "Although Garashi said before that he wanted to become Naruto, I don't know what he's thinking right now."
"I see!" Zhen Hong muttered to himself.
"Is there a problem?" Red asked in confusion.
"I'm just worried about whether or not he'll be able to handle all the criticism!" Zhen Hong sighed. "No matter how great his achievements are, age is still a hurdle that can't be avoided. After all, Naruto's position isn't something that can be taken on just by strength alone!"
Red fell silent for a moment before she waved her hand and said, "No matter what Garashi's choice is, I'll support him!"
"That's true!" Zhen Hong nodded in agreement. "Garashi isn't a rash person. If he's really decided to do something, it means that he has his own considerations. All we need to do is support his decision!"
Although Red said this, she was still somewhat distracted. After hurriedly finishing her meal, Red suddenly said, "I won't be coming back for dinner tonight."
Zhen Hong was confused. "What? Do you have a mission right after coming back? "
"That's not it!" Red explained. "Garashi is the only one at home right now. I want to accompany him for dinner tonight."
Zhen Hong suddenly raised his voice. "Then won't I be alone at night as well?"
Red blinked. "Isn't that why I came back at noon?"
Zhen Hong clutched his chest in pain. Today was yet another day of defeat!
…
At Shizune's house.
"Tsunade-sama, at least come and help me cut some vegetables!" Shizune pouted in dissatisfaction when she saw Tsunade lying on the sofa like a useless person the moment she got home.
Tsunade wiggled her head out like a mollusk and laughed awkwardly. "Shizune, are you sure you want me to help?"
Shizune sighed helplessly as she recalled the disaster that Tsunade-sama had caused when she entered the kitchen. "Then at least clean up the house!"
Tsunade tilted her head and thought for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, she used the summoning technique to summon the "Licker Frog"!
Not long after, someone else came to clean up the house.
Shizune felt somewhat embarrassed when she saw who it was. "Jiraiya -sama, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Jiraiya laughed loudly. "Don't worry about it. I don't have anywhere to go anyway!"
By the time the house was more or less cleaned up, Shizune had finished cooking and brought the dishes to the table.
At this moment, a certain person who didn't care about food instantly became spirited.
Tsunade sat down without any self-reflection. After eating a few bites, she commented in satisfaction, "Your cooking has improved quite a bit!"
Shizune drooped her head helplessly. "Yeah, I've improved."
Jiraiya took the initiative to find a topic. "You guys are completely famous this time. Killing the Mizukage, I don't even dare to think about it!"
"Especially in the talks a few days ago, you didn't see it. As long as the name Garashi was mentioned, the faces of the people from other villages changed!"
Both women proudly puffed out their chests and raised their heads.
Tsunade proudly said, "As expected of my student!"
Shizune almost blurted out, "As expected of my … uh, Garashi!"
Tsunade smiled mischievously. "Huh? As expected of your what? "
Shizune said calmly, "Tsunade-sama, your dinner is gone."
Tsunade was stunned and laughed awkwardly. "Haha! I'm just joking with you! "
Shizune calmly said, "But I'm serious. I'm going to cook for Garashi tonight!"
Hearing this, Tsunade couldn't help but say bitterly, "Do you have the heart to let me starve? I'm still growing up! "
Looking at the huge chest of Tsunade, Shizune took a deep breath and became more determined. "Tsunade-sama, you're too fat. It's good to lose some weight."
"I'm fat?" Tsunade unconsciously touched her stomach. "Impossible, I shouldn't be fat!"
Jiraiya smiled wretchedly. "Hey! You should touch a little more! "
Being stared at by Jiraiya's wretched eyes, Tsunade felt a chill and subconsciously punched him.
Looking at the humanoid calligraphy on the wall, Shizune helplessly pressed her forehead. "I have to repair the wall again!"
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