60 Years in Konoha
Konoha, the Country of Fire,
Bo Feng House
3: 05 in the morning
Naruto Uzumaki opened his eyes, reached for the alarm clock beside his ear, looked at it, and then cursed secretly. He was five minutes late today,
It wasn't that he had changed the good habit of waking up at five in the morning,
It was that he was training his biological clock. Why did he have to train his biological clock? Because recently, every time he applied for a field mission,
He would be rejected with this ridiculous reason. Even if he shamelessly protested, it wouldn't work. He really didn't understand. It was just a D or C-level mission to escort a business trip,
He really needed his biological clock to be accurate enough to wake up at the time he said,
To sleep for a few minutes just because he said so?
In short,
The other teams were happily going out to see the world, earn a lot of money, and have a sense of accomplishment in the field,
While his team was still half-dead, continuing to look for things and people in Konoha,
Removing weeds, looking at children, and even helping people walk dogs — if you don't have time to raise a pet, don't raise one. Naruto remembered that when he first received this kind of mission, he almost flipped the table in the mission hall. But fortunately, he remembered that he was already a Genin, not the naughty and headache-inducing young master of the Naruto family. To restrain,
To restrain — but who would believe that every Genin who went out to do missions could perfectly control their biological clocks? Heh, if that was the case, then should they also control their peeing and defecating?! He even specifically asked Sasuke. Even his big brother,
The famous genius in the field, Itachi, also needed to sleep and go to the toilet!
But Jiraiya, their team's new instructor, said,
If they didn't have strong strength in the field,
It was best to listen to the mission assigner. There was once a team of Genin who missed an important time because their watches couldn't be used, causing irreparable losses to Konoha,
So they had to be on guard! As for why others could go but they couldn't? You can't blame society for being unlucky.
Therefore, Naruto could only continuously train himself in these few months, trying to become a perverted Genin who could control his sleeping, peeing, and pooping time. And there was actually some improvement. Yesterday, it was set at 4 o 'clock, and he was 5 minutes early. Today, it was 3 o' clock, and he was 5 minutes late.
It seemed that Jiraiya wasn't lying when he said that practice makes perfect.
However, Naruto Uzumaki still felt that he was really miserable. Why couldn't he meet a normal sensei in his important life? Even so, he was still envied. Hey, look, he's indeed the young master of the Naruto family. His previous teacher was the current Minister of the Dark Department, but the Minister of the Dark Department was busy. Now, he's directly the legendary Sannin Jiraiya.
In fact, Naruto really wanted to tell the children who were showing the necessary respect and enthusiasm towards the Naruto family's young master that he really didn't mind changing teachers. Whether it was Kakashi or Jiraiya, he felt that they were both unreliable. Strong is strong. But this kind of strong ninja wouldn't seriously teach Genin, okay? He's not as responsible as Iruka-sensei at school, although he's only a Chunin and may be a Chunin until he retires.
Well, at least there's a sensei to teach … Naruto sighed. He remembered that day when he took the note that his dad wrote to him and skipped to Jiraiya, but — God. Do you know what he saw? That tall white-haired bastard — I'm sorry, dad, it's not that I don't respect the elders, but — he was actually peeping. He was actually so excited to peep that he didn't even notice the three Genin behind him. Well, if you want to peep, then peep. If the great writer said that it's to collect material, then it's to collect material. But sir, can you not be discovered? Are the Sannin all relying on their mouths? Is it necessary to look and mutter — this one is big and white, that one is thin and smooth? Actually, no one stopped you from saying what you want. But is it necessary to say that you're happy and smile wretchedly like the flower thief caught a few years ago? Well, if you're wretched, then so be it. You deserve to be discovered. But is it necessary to casually grab the child behind you and throw him into the female bathroom? If you want to find a shield, then find one. You're one of the Konoha Sannin, with outstanding achievements. But did you see clearly that you're grabbing — Sasuke, that kid, is very white and abiding by the rules. If he's thrown into a pile of women, then just throw him, it's okay. Sakura is a girl, it's not a big deal … But why did you grab me? I haven't learned Dad's Thor yet. I'm the Genin, I can't even hide …
Naruto felt that if he cried shamelessly at that time, he would have shed tears as wide as a waterfall.
It seems. As Naruto's son, it's really sad to be called Young Master. No wonder Uncle Asuma was so strange! He understood, just like himself. It wasn't easy for him to not cause trouble for his father for almost a year. It wasn't easy for him to carry dishes and pull weeds, and he successfully changed everyone's impression of him into a reliable Genin. It wasn't easy for him to resist his innate urge to prank others. But in the end — after a lot of chaos, Master Jiraiya, seeing that he couldn't escape, he directly went to the police detention center to face the wall. What about him? He was touched from head to toe by a group of naked aunties and sisters. Although he didn't mind those soft and fragrant breasts? But he was also talked about behind his back — Look at Naruto's Young Master, he's really going to cause trouble in Konoha after being obedient for a few days …
"I'm not a troublemaker." Naruto couldn't take it anymore. He turned over and sat up, unable to fall asleep. But when he looked at his watch, it was past three o 'clock. He could only sigh and lie down again. He closed his eyes, set the alarm, and began to train himself to sleep — every time he read novels or listened to ninjas talk about this country and that country, it was different from Konoha. He really wanted to take a good look …
In short, the second hand ticked. After a while, Naruto opened his eyes again. His eyes seemed to be shining with starlight. Yes, he couldn't fall asleep anytime and anywhere. If he did, he would be a burden to others during urgent missions. Just like in the Chunin exam in the Forest of Death, he couldn't fall asleep. But if he didn't seize the time to sleep, who knew what would happen in the next second — ninjas were really a profession that encountered accidents all the time.
Naruto sighed again. He continued to turn over and over again, but he still got up. He was so depressed that he rubbed his head into a golden bird's nest.
Jiraiya -sama's teachings were that a good ninja must seize every moment to train. But what could he do if he couldn't fall asleep after waking up?
Naruto stared blankly at his big eyes. His mind had wandered to a golden afternoon.
At that time, Jiraiya was teaching three Genin a lesson.
"Today, we'll learn how to climb trees." Jiraiya stretched out his fingers mysteriously.
"We learned how to do it when we were four years old." Sasuke and Naruto said in unison. "Sakura, do you know how to do it?"
"Is that so?" Sakura looked at Naruto's mischievous demonstration and tried it out embarrassedly. Then, she climbed directly to the top of the tree.
"You have a good foundation. Let's walk on water." Jiraiya nodded and smiled.
"… We learned how to do it when we were six years old." Sasuke and Naruto also smiled. "Sakura?"
Sakura stretched out her feet and stepped on the surface of the lake.
Although her feet were wet, she soon started running.
At that time, Naruto looked at Jiraiya's — well, his grandfather's — embarrassed face and felt relieved.
Then? Find fault with everyone's Chakra? Come on, although Kakashi was an irresponsible person, he already knew that many things couldn't be solved by hard work. He, Naruto Uzumaki, was the son of the Golden Flash. His natural Chakra was extremely difficult to control. Sasuke? That's the Uchiha family's Sharingan. Can you teach it? Sakura, she was a reserve cadre of the medical ninja system. She was selected to undergo special training at level 4.
"Well then, what do you want to learn?" Jiraiya didn't feel offended and smiled boldly.
"Thor." The three Genin said in unison.
"I won't." Jiraiya said solemnly and seriously.
Naruto thought about it and almost laughed out loud. So, they could only continue with the most basic observation training? First-year courses at Konoha Academy?
"No, Naruto, don't underestimate the foundation. You have to understand that observing civilians and observing ninjas are two completely different concepts. Eyes and breath. Do you understand what I mean? Didn't you always say that the Anbu are not at home when dad is at home? How is that possible? Naruto has people around him 24 hours a day, and there are at least two Jonins. I know you've never noticed them, right? Why don't you use the guys around your dad as targets? It's impossible for you not to be noticed, but you still have a chance to lock onto the breath of those annoying Anbu.
Naruto smiled. It's worth a try. He was scared by the Anbu since he was a child. A little revenge was nothing. Yes, he admitted that Sasuke was right. He was nervous, but anyone who was scared by ghosts every day will learn to be calm. Naruto suddenly thought of his dad when he was a child. Jiraiya said that his dad often fell out of bed when he was a child. Naruto didn't believe it, but he was really curious. Jiraiya also said that every normal adult man's second half of the night was mysterious and magnificent. Did he think he was a three-year-old child? He was a twelve-year-old Genin. Only Sasuke couldn't understand this kind of childish joke.
However, Naruto's eyes began to wander around. Since he started to pay attention to his dad's movements in the house, he always felt that something was wrong. After all, sometimes he could hear his dad's breathing when he put his ear against the wall, but sometimes he knew that his dad couldn't hear anything. But … could it be … it can't be true, right? Naruto looked at the picture of his mom smiling brightly on the table. His face turned a little green. Although as a normal man, he could understand his dad's behavior, but he really didn't have any interest in new mothers.
In the end, Naruto couldn't help but tiptoe open the door of his dad's room. He always felt that there was something hidden from him.
In the dark room, his dad was lying quietly on the side of the old-fashioned double bed. Naruto walked in and saw his dad's face. He seemed to be tired from the day's sleep, but his sleeping posture was still very serious, and there was no expression on his face. Naruto used his spy knowledge to judge that his dad was a serious old man who was basically boring.
Naruto curled his lips and quietly retreated to his own bed to continue sleeping. Before he fell asleep, he continued to curse his dad … He didn't cover his head with a quilt today, but summer had arrived.
…
After Naruto left, the people in Naruto's bedroom finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why is he still having a fever? It's only been a few days since the last time. Didn't you say that he's completely recovered this time? "The captain of the night shift of Naruto's guards, Uchiha Shisui, stared at his new subordinate, Yaoshi Dou, and said with his lips.
"Illness comes like a landslide, and goes like spinning silk. And I just said that after a physical examination, the shadow in his lungs is completely gone. " Naruto's new Shadow Guard curled his lips. "In fact, if you Shadow Guards weren't so useless, how could it be like this? I can guarantee that your little brother Itachi didn't take good care of him during the day yesterday. I told you not to turn the air conditioner so high. His body is still a little weak, and he can't stand the cold and heat. "
"The air conditioner is broken." Shisui opened his mouth and lowered his head.
"If it's broken, don't turn it on." Pocket gently listened to Naruto's movements, and retorted with his lips.
"If you don't have meetings, you'll die of heat. Naruto's building has been used for 50 years, 50 years. It's cold in winter and hot in summer. What can you do? "Shisui also listened to the next door and glanced at Pocket.
"Trash." Pocket confirmed that Naruto had fallen asleep and continued to look at him with contempt.
"Then you have the ability to build a new Naruto's building for the logistics." Shisui's eyes were also unwilling to be outdone.
But Pocket had stopped talking. He silently opened the window and took over the various drugs that the Shadow Guard had just put away outside. There was also the infusion bottle that Naruto had hurriedly hidden when he came in. Gently from the quilt, he took out Naruto's hand that had been fed sleeping pills and slept like a log, found the blood vessel again, and inserted the needle.
After a while …
Shisui still couldn't help but ask Pocket, "Is it serious? Although he's in good spirits now, he'll be like this at night if something's wrong during the day."
"Don't worry, the whole body has been checked. There's no big problem. I told you it's empty, and it hasn't been made up. "
"What about the old injury?" Shisui paused and couldn't help but ask.
"Fortunately." Pocket sighed. "For the time being, there's no sign of the old injury."
"That …" Shisui wanted to say something but stopped.
"It's because he's tired." Pocket helped Naruto tuck in the quilt. "He really needs to rest for a while. In fact, we should've let him rest properly from the beginning. He shouldn't rush to work when he's just recovered. Otherwise, why would a small pneumonia drag on for so long? Really, it has nothing to do with his face. His age is real. It's normal for a person's body to not be as healthy and resilient as a young man. "
"Then why didn't you stop him at the time? Hindsight."
"I wouldn't dare." Pocket pushed up his glasses.
Shisui also rubbed his eyes. "I'm curious. Why didn't you just tell everyone that Naruto hasn't been in good health recently and needs to rest well?"
Pocket sighed. Why do you think the various interest groups in Konoha joined together? It's because they don't listen to anyone except Golden Flash. No one trusts anyone. Imagine if something happened to Golden Flash. Even if he didn't look at the group of people who weren't weak and didn't listen to anyone, what would happen to Konoha? Not to mention the other allies. But Pocket didn't say it out loud. He just glanced at his predecessor with more disdain. "No wonder you're a dead man now. With your IQ, you should've been killed 18 times by the Uchiha family. You've been dead for so many years and you still don't understand why you died at the time. Shisui. "
The red-eyed rabbit's eyes turned even redder in an instant. "How do you know who I am?"
Kabuto didn't pay attention to his new boss. In the entire Hokage Guard, the only one who couldn't recognize him was his brother, Itachi.
But Shisui still looked at Pocket defensively.
Pocket could only sigh again. "Uchiha Shisui, I'm trustworthy. As a medical ninja who can get all of Naruto's medical records."
"Hmph." The captain of the night shift who asked for a snub could only go out and continue to stand guard with his arms crossed. He felt that instead of arguing with Pocket here, he might as well save some brain space and think of a way to solve the problem of Naruto -sama's urgent long vacation with Kakashi.
Because it's too normal, I don't pay attention to it.
…
July, Summer, 60 Konoha.
During breakfast, Naruto gave his father all the Xiaonan melon and rock candy that his father secretly put in his bowl. By the way, he said to his father, "I really don't mind if you go find a woman's father, really."
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