The next day, after a simple packing, Masahiko followed the Uzumaki patriarch on the road back to the clan.
"Nephew, are there any young geniuses in the clan in recent years? I'm going to find a few children to guide them." On the way, Masahiko asked.
"Well, there are a few, but I don't know much. Go back and gather the children under 12 years old, you can choose …"
Masahiko rolled his eyes, gathering and picking, what about buying vegetables?
"Let the jonin recommend a few. I want someone with good talent. There's no rigid requirement in terms of strength, as long as they have a bit of foundation. "
After saying this, he suddenly remembered that he forgot something.
"Why hasn't the Witness Point arrived yet? Do I have to be formally established before they can give me the Witness Point?"
"I hope the clans will send people quickly, don't delay until next year … It doesn't matter next year."
After a whole day of travel, in the evening, Masahiko saw the Uzumaki clan that he hadn't seen for four years.
"Four years have passed, the clan still hasn't … changed." Masahiko said, he couldn't believe it himself, because there were many new buildings in the clan.
"All these years, our Vortex clan has been in seclusion, and our population has almost doubled. That's why we have more houses and buildings." The Vortex clan leader saw Masahiko's puzzled expression and quickly explained.
Masahiko nodded, indicating that he understood.
Looking at the patriarch's worried look, he said. "Well, you go and do your work. This time I went to Daimyo's house and was delayed for four or five days. I guess a lot of things have accumulated to deal with. I'm going back to my own home, do I need you to lead the way? "
The Uzumaki patriarch said goodbye and turned away.
Masahiko strolled alone towards the home he hadn't returned to for four years. On the way, he met familiar and unfamiliar people, he nodded to them to tell them that he was back.
The house was tidier than he thought. It seems that the patriarch has arranged for people to clean up in the past few years.
After a simple tidying up, Masahiko collapsed onto the bed, feeling a long-awaited relaxation in his body and mind.
"Ever since I discovered the witness point, I've been busy all these years. Is it really worth it? From what I remember, there were too many things that could be witnessed in the original work. Was it really worth staying in Senshoku all these years? "
Relaxing, Masahiko couldn't help but feel that he had been pursuing strength too much these past few years. He had sunk into a fanatical pursuit of strength.
"With my current strength, there is nothing in the Sengoku Kingdom that can threaten my life except for the two Gods."
"Then slow down and let nature take its course. It's my witness, and it will always be mine. As for the next few years, just cultivate a few juniors in the clan and wait for the establishment of Konoha. Is this considered retirement? "
Masahiko relaxed and felt tired. He didn't even go to eat dinner. He took off his clothes, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
The next morning, Masahiko was awakened by the sound of the door opening and closing.
"What's going on? Why is the Patriarch looking for me so early in the morning? This Chakra isn't right either … "
A girl with gray-black pupils pushed the door and came in, carrying a bucket full of water and a few rags in her hand.
Seeing Masahiko, the girl froze for a moment and then poured a bucket of water on Masahiko.
"Pervert!"
Masahiko was dumbfounded as he was splashed with a bucket of water. Watching the girl rush out the door, he smiled helplessly.
"I didn't wear clothes when I was sleeping, and you broke in …"
Half an hour later.
Patriarch Hall.
"Grandpa Masahiko, I didn't know you were back, I'm sorry!"
Masahiko looked at the girl who was bowing and apologizing and was a little confused for a while.
"Okay, Nanako, Uncle Masahiko won't blame you, go do your work." The Patriarch saw the situation was a little awkward and said.
When the girl went out, Masahiko stared at the Patriarch with a pair of dead fish eyes. What happened this morning made him confused.
"Nanako is an orphan." The Patriarch explained. "Her ninja talent is not very high. She just became a genin at the age of 11, so I asked her to help clean up some houses, including your house."
"Orphan …" Masahiko sighed.
In the Warring States period, there were not many real orphans. The war continued and there were many deaths and injuries. In order to maintain the vitality of the tribe, everyone had a tacit understanding to encourage reproduction.
For example, Zhu Jian has three younger brothers, Madara has five, plus their uncles and uncles' children, each family has a large number of direct relatives. Even if someone dies in the war, it is difficult to have an orphan.
"Ninja talent is not high, so you asked her to help clean up?" Masahiko still had some doubts. "Although there are not many orphans, there will always be some in Maelstrom. Why do you take care of them like this?"
The Patriarch smiled bitterly. "Her uncle is a Nomura … As for her parents, they died shortly after she was born. She used to live with her grandparents, but they passed away two years ago. "
"Nomura also died for the tribe. I don't want his bloodline to be completely cut off, so I adopted her."
Masahiko nodded, and now he completely understood the cause of the matter.
"I know, but as your second daughter, this girl's character is quite shrewd. When she saw me, she directly poured a bucket of water on me … Mito is not like this."
The Patriarch smiled bitterly. "She was born like this, and I want to teach her to be gentle, but …"
Masahiko shook his head. "It's good, as an orphan, she can better protect herself."
"Don't forget, when you are free, let the jonin in the tribe recommend a few talented children and send them to me …" After a pause, he thought of Nomura and added. "Nanako is also one of them."
The Patriarch was happy. "Then I'll leave it to you!"
Masahiko staggered out the door and waved his hand. "I was woken up by a bucket of cold water early in the morning, I need to go back and sleep …"
When he staggered back home, he found that the wet bedsheet had been washed and hung up, and there was a cute bedsheet on the bed.
"…" Masahiko was speechless for a moment.
As if the scene was replayed, Nanako with grayish-black pupils walked in with a small bucket and a few pieces of rags.
Masahiko instinctively wanted to dodge, but he saw Nanako hurriedly put down the things in her hands and bowed again in apology.
"Alright, you've already apologized to the Patriarch, and he forgave you. By the way, why are you here? "Masahiko waved his hand and asked in confusion.
"Grandpa Masahiko, I'm here to clean your house." Nanako picked up the cleaning tools.
"Alright, I'm back, I'll clean the house myself. I just came out of the Patriarch's place, and the Patriarch seems to be looking for you," Masahiko replied.
"Ah … I got it." Then she turned and ran out again.
Masahiko looked at the cute bedsheet on the bed, then looked at the cleaning tools Nanako left behind, and completely lost the mood to sleep again.
"Hey, don't sleep, eat something, and do a thorough cleaning."
"My dear bedsheet, hurry up and dry it …"
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