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Chapter 45

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Konoha 60, March 7th

Time passed slowly.

4: 30 in the afternoon

Xiaochun's residence

After sending off the Land of the Wind's entourage and making arrangements for the Monarch's departure, Sarutobi could finally enjoy a cup of tea in peace.

Xiaochun was still the one making the tea. She was still serving three people, but one of them was Jiraiya.

Xiaochun tried her best to maintain a relaxed state of mind during tea time as usual, but the more she worked, the more uncomfortable she felt. She let out a long sigh, coughed lightly, and pretended to be calm. "Can you please stop smoking?"

"Ah Yaya, Xiaochun -senpai, why are you so serious today? Do you want one?"

Jiraiya was no different from usual. He took out a cigarette box and handed it to her. "The Monarch gave it to me before he left. He said it was a tribute from below."

Xiaochun didn't refuse. She took the cigarette box and clenched her fist tightly. Then her skinny fist landed on Jiraiya's face.

"Senpai, why did you hit me?" Jiraiya didn't dare to dodge. He took the punch, but his aggrieved gaze never left his teacher, Sarutobi, who was sitting next to him.

"Well done, Xiaochun." Unfortunately, the one who spoke was Mito Pyloritis. Sarutobi ignored Jiraiya's antics and continued to smoke with his head down.

"Hey, Mito-senpai, you can't do this." Jiraiya saw that his teacher was ignoring him and decided not to get up. He rubbed the corner of his mouth, which was bleeding, and gently stroked the cigarette box that had been sacrificed. "It's a good cigarette."

Xiaochun was furious. She stepped on the cigarette box that had been turned into a ball and grabbed Jiraiya's ear. "Jiraiya, do you know what you're doing?! What are we talking about?! Be more careful. "

Jiraiya crawled up from the pain and sat upright. "I only know that my apprentice never does meaningless things."

"No one can make a flawless plan." Mito Pyloritis put out the cigarette in his hand. He saw that Xiaochun wanted to change the topic, so he had to play along. "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

Xiaochun nodded in agreement. "Besides, Jiraiya, even if you believe him, will he believe you?"

"That's my apprentice," Jiraiya waved his hand impatiently, "I watched him grow up, I know what kind of person he is. He knows what kind of person I am. "

"Heh. Jiraiya, don't be so stubborn. "Xiaochun snorted." You don't know him. "

"That's my disciple."

"Just a disciple! Jiraiya, think about it. As a mentor, what have you taught him? "

"I …" Jiraiya wanted to refute, but he couldn't find the right words to say. Bo Fung Watergate, a Genin who graduated early because of the war and was inexplicably assigned to him, could fight side by side with him, one of the famous Sannin. Only then did he realize that out of the three students assigned to him, only one had survived. And this person had grown so strong that he, as a teacher, could learn his famous skills with great interest.

"Jiraiya." Mito Pyloritis saw that Jiraiya was distracted again, so he angrily knocked on his messy head. He really didn't want to admit that the guy next to him, who always crashed when talking about serious matters, was an old man who had lived for more than half a century.

But Jiraiya still held his head and shouted exaggeratedly. Until even Sarutobi couldn't stand it anymore.

Sarutobi sighed and said to his disciple, "If you can't stand it, then go and play. Konoha has changed a lot except for the hot spring street. You haven't had the chance to see it since you came back, have you?"

"Really, sensei? Then I'll go." Jiraiya licked his lips and rubbed his hands together. He couldn't wait.

"Go." Sarutobi shook his head as he watched his disciple disappear. "Let's get back to business."

"But is that okay, Sarutobi, a 50-year-old kid?" Mito Pyloritis sneered, "He's now a member of the Council of Elders. He has responsibilities and obligations."

"Next time, I'll let it go this time. This time … the one who died was Orochimaru." Sarutobi continued to sigh. He watched his disciple grow up and knew what this kid was thinking every day. This disciple of his … if he really just wanted to be a happy kid, then let him be happy for the rest of his life.

… Some things really can't be said in front of a child …

5: 45 PM.

In the living room of the Bo Feng residence.

"What's going on?" Bo Fung Watergate finished showering and came downstairs. He saw his son and his captain staring at each other.

Naruto quickly went up to him, "Dad, how many times have I told you? Dry your hair before running out."

Watergate Daddy hugged his son with one hand and continued to dry his hair with the towel, "I'm drying now."

Naruto struggled out of his father's embrace. Although he was happy for his father to hug him for a while longer, there was still the Dark Unit there. Even if that Dark Unit was his good teammate's brother.

Watergate Daddy sighed. Children really grew up uncontrollably at the beginning of development. If he knew that he would not like to be close to adults so soon, he would take more time to hug him.

Naruto pulled his father to sit on the sofa and looked back at Sasuke's brother. He found that Brother Itachi was still staring at him. Naruto was depressed. This Dark Unit was not as good as Kakashi. Although Kakashi talked a lot and was not serious, at least he had already helped Naruto get the hairdryer.

"What's wrong, Naruto? Don't you recognize Brother Itachi?" Watergate looked at his son staring at Itachi and felt a little strange, "When you were a child, he often took you to play with Sasuke."

Naruto did not speak and directly grabbed the towel from his father's hand. Sure enough, water could be squeezed out.

Seeing that Naruto did not speak, Itachi could only greet Young Master Naruto under Naruto's stern gaze, "Naruto, I haven't been home much recently. How is Sasuke?"

Naruto almost rolled his eyes when he heard this. A brother con is a brother con. I won't lower myself to your level. I'll leave it to you to mock Sasuke. Thinking of this, Naruto smiled happily, "Sasuke is very good, but he rarely mentions you recently, so … That, Brother Itachi, can you help me get the hairdryer? It's in the bathroom cabinet, that pink-green antique. "

Therefore, although Itachi wanted to ask why Sasuke did not mention him, he obediently went to look for the hairdryer.

Watergate saw his son's eyes darting around and knew that he was up to no good. The child's mother used to have such an expression on her face. "Okay, Naruto, stop wringing the towel. It'll dry soon. What did you hide in the bathroom cabinet?"

Naruto tilted his head and laughed softly. He continued wringing the towel in his hand, then pulled out a box from under the sofa, took out the hairdryer, plugged it in, and helped his father dry his hair, "I just didn't think of it. Kakashi put the hairdryer in the living room a long time ago."

"I was wondering why I couldn't find it upstairs." Watergate whispered and let his son play with his hair. After a while, he closed his eyes, and the warm wind made him sleepy.

"It's because you run out every time you drip water." Naruto just wanted to talk to his father, but found that he had fallen asleep. He smiled and continued to dry his father's hair, gently and carefully. As a result, it was easy to find that there was an imperceptible silver light under the golden hair, which made Naruto feel bad in an instant.

"Master."

"Hmm?"

Naruto turned his father's head, who wanted to face the direction of the voice, and stared at the person who spoke, secretly gnashing his teeth.

"What's wrong, Itachi?" Naruto rubbed his eyes and sat down obediently.

"It's 5: 50, master. There's a meeting at 6: 00." Itachi, who had run out of time, appeared again. He stood at attention and tried to avoid the cold eyes of his younger brother and teammate. He felt that he seemed to have offended the young master of Naruto's family, but why?

"Call me in three minutes."

Naruto nodded and continued to close his eyes, "Cute little Ming, let dad's hair dry faster."

"OK." Naruto raised his eyebrows and sped up his hands.

Three minutes later, he sent Naruto and the guard captain out on time.

Naruto Uzumaki put the heavy antique hairdryer into the box and kicked it under the sofa. He went to the dining room with a sullen face. His father had already prepared dinner and told him to heat it up before eating. It was fried noodles, not the taste of the cafeteria. This time, it was a little bland. Naruto didn't add soy sauce, nor did he heat it up. He didn't like the sound of the microwave, and the bowl was covered with a plate, so the rice was not very cold. In short, Naruto ate one mouthful at a time until he stretched his legs and his foot touched the trash can. He then remembered that there was a black garbage bag in the trash can that hadn't been thrown away, but fortunately, he had time to put it in the bag — it was the rice he fried at noon. He only ate a mouthful, and the taste of carbon was a little strong.

One minute later.

Naruto's building, Naruto's office, lounge.

"Hey!" Itachi, who was asked to change into a combat uniform, stared at Naruto with his eyes wide open.

"Hey what? Who told you that the meeting place is here?" Naruto took the Jonin vest handed to him by Kakashi, put it on, and checked the equipment for the last time.

Kakashi looked at the stunned Itachi and wanted to punch him. This kid was famous for being a genius in the field, but how did he become a fool when it came to internal work? "Hurry up and check your equipment. If you don't want to go, there are a lot of people waiting to replace you."

Itachi began to change his clothes.

Kakashi saw that his teacher was ready, so he passed the Ichinoku behind him, "Eat a few more bites."

Naruto thought for a moment, "No, I have to cut someone."

"Cut someone?" Itachi, who had just finished eating a cafeteria brand bread, was stunned.

Naruto put his arm around the junior's neck and looked at Itachi, who was a little confused, but his eyes were shining. He suddenly remembered that when this child was born, he was wrinkled and looked more like a monkey than Naruto. "Fugaku's cub, you don't get carsick, do you?"

"No, sir."

"Seasick?"

"No, sir."

"That's good." Naruto continued to hold Itachi and said to Kakashi, "I'll leave the house to you."

Kakashi nodded and watched his teacher, who was still expressionless, and the junior, who looked frightened, disappear in a golden light …

Then he directly let himself free fall, lying on Naruto's poor bed, lit a cigarette, and cursed at the corner.

"Huo Xuanmen! Come out. "

"Can't you be a little more polite? I'm a few years older than you. "A guy with a Senbon in his mouth jumped down and kicked Kakashi.

"I'm your boss." Kakashi blew a smoke ring as if he didn't move at all, but he avoided the kick. "I was promoted to Jonin earlier than you, and you can't beat me."

"Former boss, I'm no longer in the Anbu."

"You haven't reported to the General Staff yet, and you're still a member of Naruto's guard."

"Looking after the office for the Uchiha genius Itachi?"

"You can't beat him."

"I'm a staff officer."

"I'm good at math."

"What the hell do you want me to do?" Huo Xuanmen chewed on the Senbon in his mouth.

"Go to the Land of the Wind and pass the order." Kakashi turned over and sat up. "I don't want to move at all. I'm going to approve the documents and look after the office. I'm going to deal with the four-man Sound Ninja left behind by Orochimaru. The torture department has already made a mess of them."

"That sadist Ibiki is getting faster and faster. It's only been a few hours. I just read the information about the Sound Ninja. It's really detailed."

"I know you want to follow my sensei to kill people."

"I don't trust that Itachi. I bet he'll only care about himself and forget the responsibility of a guard."

"You made mistakes when you were his age. Don't talk nonsense." Kakashi raised his hand and threw a special kunai to Genma. "Pass the order. Lift the border guard of the Land of the Wind. Except for the Momochi Zetsu team, withdraw. We're still waiting for them to change shifts. Tell them to hurry up."

"Well, Momochi Zetsu, you're really something." Before Genma activated Thor, he saw Kakashi's only exposed eye turn into a panda color. He couldn't help but laugh.

Kid, it's better to live happily.



March 7, 60 Konoha. There's an endless feeling.

At 6 o 'clock in the evening, it started to get dark.

Hokage came to the Land of Rice with his Guard Captain and the latest information about the Sound Ninja. He met with the Anbu elites who had been waiting here for a long time. After a short meeting, they entered the mysterious underground bunker where there were not many people but no one was not a ninja.

Then the night passed.

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