Chapter 225

The next day, near noon.

Land of Whirlpools, Ichile Ramen.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

There was a rapid knock on the door, and Masahiko opened his sleepy eyes.

Yesterday, they played poker all night. Masahiko saw that the two children were really sleepy, so he rearranged the tables and chairs in the Ichile Ramen hall. He made two small beds with Wood Release for Kimimaro and Haku to rest.

Sara returned to the bedroom on the second floor. Masahiko thought about it and decided that he was too lazy to go home. Since there was still space in the living room, he built a large wooden bed and slept on it.

He didn't expect that someone would knock on the door and disturb him after sleeping for less than two hours.

"Deity? Is it dawn? "Kimimaro's voice came from not far away.

Masahiko was too lazy to get up, "It was dawn before I slept. You should ask if it's dark or not."

"Deity, is it dark?"

On the other side, Haku was more awake, "Great Elder, is someone knocking on the door? Should I open the door? "

Masahiko closed his eyes slightly and activated his perception. He was stunned for a moment, "It's Konan, go and open the door."

The knocking outside stopped, and Konan came, "Isn't he there? Where did he go? "He was about to turn around and leave, but Haku finally opened the door.

Konan was happy, "Teacher, I finally found you! Don't sleep! "

Masahiko half-closed his eyes and didn't get up, "What's the hurry?"

Konan paused, shook his head, and said, "Nagato, Nagato is going to hold a concert!"

"Oh?" Masahiko replied lazily, "So be it. He loves rapping so much, so I can't control him."

"But Hachibi's Jinchuriki is here!"

Masahiko shuddered, his sleepiness completely gone. "He's here again? Did this guy sneak out again? "

He didn't take Nagato's concert seriously. Although it was annoying, Nagato was still a bit reliable when it came to rap. At least, he wouldn't die from his singing, and if someone liked to listen, then let him be.

Chilabi, on the other hand, was different. He was an existence that sang to death.

Xiao Nan shook her head, "No, he came here on behalf of the Hidden Cloud Village to negotiate for peace. During the years when you were missing, they didn't deliver enough supplies …"

"Oh, I see. I got it. "

Masahiko lay back and frowned.

In the past ten years, because they lost in World War II, Masahiko took the opportunity to sign an unfair treaty, and the Land of Thunder had to pay 70% of their income to the Land of Whirlpools every year.

Masahiko had been in seclusion for five years, and from the third year onwards, the Land of Lightning had never paid anything again. This time, it was time for another round of payment. Raikage probably wanted to play the 'emotional card' … no, the rap card.

Masahiko lay on the bed and closed his eyes to think for a while before he shook his head speechlessly.

Yondaime Raikage asked Chilabi to intercede, but Chilabi wanted to hold a concert, so when he returned to the Cloud Village, he would probably be beaten to death by his elder brother.

"The Land of Whirlpools can't stand him." Masahiko rubbed his eyes, sat up, and put on his coat.

"Kimimaro, Haku, you go back to sleep. You don't need to practice today. Just refine Chakra for a while. Stay in the shop and listen to Sara."

"Yes, God (Grand Elder)."

After arranging these, Masahiko turned to Konan, "Let's go and see."

…

Outside the Patriarch's Hall of the Land of Whirlpools.

Masahiko saw Minato walking back and forth at the door. Minato, who always had a bright smile, frowned at this time, and Masahiko almost laughed out loud.

He could imagine how much damage it would bring to Minato's nerves when two Yo-Yos came together …

"Great Elder." Seeing Masahiko, the Water Gate Elder heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward to welcome him.

"Well, you worked hard, puff … cough, cough." Masahiko couldn't hold back his laughter, which made Minato speechless.

Looking at Minato and Konan, Masahiko shook his head. "You stay outside, I'll go in."

Konan didn't want to go in either. "Sensei, sorry to trouble you!"

Masahiko waved his hand, pushed the door, and went in.

What he saw was … a baboon * 2?

"Sing, sing, what are you doing with your hands? Boom! "Masahiko slammed the door.

"Sensei, you are here." Nagato's hand on his chest slowly moved up. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

Chakra was the opposite. His hand on his chest slowly moved down, went around the waist of Minato, and covered his buttocks. His face was full of horror.

Masahiko was speechless. What does this action mean?

He forgot that when he fought with Madara, the Raikage and Chalabi were also affected.

Raikage was punched by Madara and rested for two days, while Chakra was kicked in the buttocks by Masahiko … He slept on his stomach for more than a month.

Now when he saw Masahiko, he covered his buttocks reflexively.

"Ouch … cough."

Chakra wanted to use rap to break the awkward atmosphere, but he was stared at by Masahiko.

"Talk well, don't cover your fat buttocks."

Nagato pulled a chair and smiled. "Sensei, sit down and talk."

Masahiko glanced at him, sat down, and looked at Chakra. "Did Raikage ask you to come?"

Chakra's face twitched for a long time before he held back the words he was about to sing and squeezed out a word.

Masahiko laughed and stopped teasing him. "Sit down and talk."

Chakra breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Masahiko, he was not the only one who was nervous, the Eight Tails in his body was even more nervous. The Eight Tails was in the last Jinchuriki. When he saw Masahiko, he broke several tentacles and almost lost his life.

Masahiko continued: "I should thank you. If it weren't for you, the country of whirlpools would have suffered heavy losses during my three years of retreat …"

"You're welcome."

The corner of Masahiko's mouth twitched. Why did he have to jump on the opportunity? He didn't know what to say next.

After a long silence, Masahiko stared at him. "Do you take it seriously? If the Cloud Village really dared to attack two years ago, believe it or not, I will destroy you directly. "

"Yo … cough, I believe." Chakra felt uncomfortable, especially when he was next to him. He wanted to sing a few lines.

Masahiko smiled and shook his head. "In fact, I don't plan to take the materials from the previous three years. I will take it from this year. But you want to hold a concert, so I changed my mind. I want one year less! "

Chakra's face stiffened, and he said, "Senpai, this is your disciple's concert. I only need to sing one song before the concert ends."

Masahiko snorted. One song is enough, how many songs do you want?

Chakra winked at Nagato, and the two seemed to have reached a consensus. Nagato blushed and approached Masahiko.

Masahiko glared at him, but as Nagato whispered, his expression slowly eased.

"Is that so?" Masahiko looked at Chakra with a strange expression. "Is it your idea?"

Chakra was proud. "Yo …"

"Speak properly."

"Ugh, senpai. If it succeeds, I hope you can forgive us for another year. Because of the war, our economic situation is very bad. "

Masahiko pondered for a moment, smiled, and shook his head.

"If it succeeds …"