Finally,
He left behind a letter and ran away from home.
"Hahaha, hahaha."
In the afternoon, he moved to Xiaochun's residence.
His laughter was very loud.
"Are you done laughing?
You laughed as soon as you came in. "The only female Elder in Konoha, Xiaochun, was holding a teapot and drinking by herself.
Like a man.
Elder Mito Pyloritis, who was still laughing in front of her, pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "You didn't see Sarutobi's face and expression.
It was wonderful.
Hahaha. "
"Isn't it just Jiraiya running away again?" Xiaochun raised her eyebrows.
"He can stay for a whole year this time, it's a miracle.
It's already a miracle that Naruto couldn't keep him. "
"What does that have to do with Naruto?
Naruto is probably happy to change teachers. Their team has been herding sheep for a whole year. After all, it's Konoha's most important strategic reserve. It's not good to keep doing this. "Pyloritis was still snickering." You don't know what Jiraiya wrote. "
"Don't keep me in suspense.
Hurry up and say it! "Xiaochun saw that the water was ready and poured Pyloritis tea.
"You better not drink tea." Pyloritis pointed at Xiaochun's teapot. "Put it down."
"I haven't seen anything."
"Then I'll say it."
"Say it."
"Ahem." Pyloritis cleared his throat.
He looked at Xiaochun, who continued to drink tea, with ill intentions.
"Sarutobi -sensei.
I'm not young anymore.
Your other disciple, Tsunade, is not young either. So, I've decided to seize the time to pursue that girl. You can wait at home for a grandson! "
...
"This is a good thing." Xiaochun continued to drink her tea calmly. "It's a good thing for both public and private reasons."
Pyloritis, who had avoided Xiaochun in vain, sat up unwillingly, picked up the teacup, and drank it in one gulp. "Don't you think it's funny? It's hot."
"I don't think so." Xiaochun refilled Pyloritis's glass. "Jiraiya has always liked Tsunade. He's liked her since he was a child. He hasn't gotten married for so many years because he's been waiting for her … Most women in the world admire heroes. Jiraiya is a sweet talker, so he's actually very popular."
"That girl, Tsunade, doesn't like him. She likes the one from the Kato family, hehe." Pyloritis sipped his tea. "Just wait and see. Have you forgotten how Jiraiya's ribs were broken? He can't afford to lose a month of his pension!"
"You don't seem to be optimistic about this marriage." Xiaochun put down her teacup heavily. "Duan has been dead for decades. The high-spirited kids back then are already 50 years old. If you're still alone at 50 years old, you must be lonely. You're already at his grandmother's age. It's time to be more mature."
"This has nothing to do with time. I don't know if Tsunade will learn from Watergate or Watergate. Anyway, I won't touch anyone after I set my sights on one." Pyloritis blew on his tea. "Besides, you're already in your seventies and eighties. You've been alone all your life. I don't think you'll be lonely."
"I'm just an old woman who no one chases and loves." Xiaochun squinted at the white clouds floating in the sky. "Most heroes in the world spend their lives on the battlefield. They don't have the time to stay for a woman. Of course, a heroine like me doesn't have the time to pretend to be stupid all day long to coax men who want to save face. But if there's really a stupid man who's willing to coax me and send me flowers or something, maybe I'll get married when I'm young."
"Oh, you're so artistic." Pyloritis tested the temperature of the water with his lips. "If I knew that a smart woman like you could be coaxed with a single flower, I would've sent you flowers every day when I was young."
"You're about to have a great-grandson. What's the point of saying that now?" Xiaochun smiled and looked at her wrinkled face in the teacup. She sighed. "Okay, I called you here for business. Mikoto Uchiha is worried sick. The first heir of her family is almost 18 years old, but he doesn't even know a girl."
…
"I thought you asked me to come here today to jointly oppose Watergate's plan to demolish the old Naruto building."
"That's for sure." However, Xiaochun took out her red-covered young unmarried ninja registration book and slapped it on the table. "Find him. After all, he's the heir of the Uchiha family. It's not just about like-minded people. It's not enough to match him. We have to find him a wife that everyone is satisfied with."
"That's too difficult." Pyloritis rubbed his head. "Like-Minded people? Political marriage is something that the heir of the family should do. Mikoto and Fugaku are different. They get married first and then fall in love. "
"That's different. That's an intra-family marriage. The head of the Four Generations, Naruto, said that for the long-term stability and population quality of Konoha, he doesn't recommend intra-family marriages. Last time, Uchiha's Mei and Hinata's Kochu were testing the waters. They seem to be doing well. So, as the first of the heirs to reach adulthood, Itachi has to set an example."
"Did Watergate really say that?"
"He's thought so since Itachi wasn't born."
"Then why don't we just ask Watergate to arrange a suitable wife for him?"
"If Watergate could find a suitable wife, he would have introduced her to Itachi long ago. Besides, Watergate wouldn't dare. Fugaku probably wouldn't have any objections, but Mikoto really dared to go to the Golden Flash and fight it out with him."
"Troublesome … life is so boring." Mito Pyloritis knocked on his forehead. "It's troublesome to not have children who can inherit your bloodline. Even if you have children, you still have to think about finding a partner for them. And if you find a partner, you might have to take care of your grandchildren. Xiaochun, you did the right thing by not marrying for the rest of your life. "
"Hmph." Xiaochun rolled her eyes at her old comrade who was leisurely drinking tea. She began to flip through the thick register. "A man who has enjoyed the care of his wife for a lifetime has no right to say that."
The color of dusk is always warm.
But like the sunrise, it's fleeting.
It was spring in Konoha, and the sky began to darken late.
After work, Bo Fung Watergate sat on the sofa in the living room, flipping through the newspaper under the not-yet-setting sun. But his eyes were always following his son's every move. Naruto was skillfully preparing dinner, and Eero was assisting Naruto.
It was a little noisy and a little messy, but at times like this, Watergate truly felt that life could be very beautiful. Of course, he knew that his son was not used to cook. But Kina, his son's cooking skills were getting better and better. I wonder which good girl will be lucky enough to become your daughter-in-law in the future … Watergate thought, and couldn't help but blink at Kina's photo on the table. Then, he discreetly turned the photo to Naruto, who was busy working.
"Eero, have you peeled the bamboo shoots? Wash them clean. Dad, should we braise or braise the bamboo shoots today?"
"Yes, braise them. The soup from yesterday was really good." Watergate looked at Naruto wearing an apron and waving a spatula with a serious expression on his face. He wanted to laugh. "Make more. Kakashi is coming today."
…
"Dad, isn't he busy? Why is he here again?" Naruto took the bamboo shoots that Eero had washed, put them on the chopping board, and slammed the kitchen knife on the table.
"We're discussing your new teacher," Watergate said nonchalantly.
"What!" Naruto put down the knife and ran to Watergate's side. "Dad, are we finally going to have a new teacher?"
"Yes."
"It won't be a strange person this time, right?"
"Hey, there are still people in Konoha who aren't strange." Watergate stared at the anxious Naruto and deliberately said with a straight face.
Naruto sighed and continued to crawl back to cook his dinner.
However, Eero, who didn't have much of a presence, was laughing in his heart. Yes, Naruto was indeed the person who understood Konoha the best. Was there still anyone in Konoha who wasn't strange?
Bo Fung Watergate looked at Eero, whose shoulders were trembling, and sighed. "My Eero, you can laugh whenever you want. Don't you feel uncomfortable holding it in?"
Eero nodded to his guardian, turned around, washed the chopsticks, and prepared to scoop the rice. Naruto didn't reply when he was joking. This was a rule in the Kakashi Regulations of Naruto's Guards. Eero wasn't a member of the Black Ops, but since the Black Ops Chief asked him to memorize the whole thing, he did. Although Naruto had a good temper and didn't bicker with a small hostage from a partner country, Kakashi was directly related to the quality of life of this unqualified Force Of Human Column.
"I Eero." Watergate frowned. "When Kakashi comes, tell him to scoop the rice. Come here, I have something to ask you."
Eero reluctantly stood in front of Naruto.
"Have you replied to your father?" Naruto asked.
Eero shook his head.
"It wasn't easy for him to send you a birthday present … You know, there are many things he can't do. For example, your father can't accept my death, but he still has to work obediently."
Eero nodded. Naruto was about to begin his long-winded lecture again. It was best to nod now. [Kakashi's Order] was actually quite useful for anyone who worked with Naruto every day.
"I know that you're unhappy, but your seal was indeed incomplete. It's normal for him to be worried that your power would destroy the Sand Hidden. Of course, now that your seal has been resolved, it's also normal for him to realize that he really wants you back as his son."
Eero nodded. Yes, he finally realized that no matter how dangerous his weapon was, it was still better to keep it in his own hands. The Kazekage weren't idiots.
"That's why you should reply to your father's letter." Naruto saw that Eero had taken his advice, so he continued, "Your siblings also say that they miss you. At the very least, you should tell them that you're doing well in Konoha. After all, they're family, so they'll definitely be worried."
Eero nodded again. Yes, he understood. Hostages needed to be reported regularly to let others know that Konoha never mistreated their captives.
"Sigh …" Bo Fung Watergate patted the silent Eero on the head. "Let's go and eat. Nothing's more important than eating your fill."
Eero broke free from Naruto's hand, ran over to Kakashi's spoon, and continued scooping rice. He hated being patted on the head, and so did Naruto. However, the damned Naruto never seemed to care about him.
Kakashi adjusted his forehead protector and shrugged at his teacher who was walking over.
However, his teacher ignored him. Instead, he sat down at the dining table and continued flipping through the newspaper and reading Naruto.
Kakashi felt somewhat awkward. He sat down in his seat and began flipping through the Violent Paradise. However, he felt a sharp pain on his head before he even opened it. He had been hammered by his teacher.
"Kakashi, even if you have a mountain of documents on your hands right now, don't slack off. If you have the time to read such nonsense novels, why don't you go and fight Guy to maintain your status? You're only in your twenties, and you'll be a ninja until you die." Watergate made a hand seal, and the book disappeared with a puff of smoke.
Kakashi wanted to cry. "Teacher, don't worry about that idiot Guy. He won't die. Dingzhuo -sama is his direct superior. Just like how you can beat me up as much as you want, according to the Konoha Ninjas Code, it's only right for subordinates to obey their superiors. "
"Is that so?" Watergate took the rice from Eero. "Why don't I feel that it's only right?"
Kakashi pretended not to hear him.
Five minutes later, the four of them finally began to eat.
Shui Men chewed on the fresh and tender bamboo shoots, feeling satisfied from his mouth to his stomach. He really liked it. Whether it was making soup or cooking, it was very good. Coupled with Naruto's rapidly improving cooking skills, life was wonderful. "Kakashi, you really know how to cook. Today, our Naruto's cooking is much better than yours."
"Yes, Teacher." Kakashi tasted the fresh bamboo shoots. They were indeed delicious, but he didn't take any more. Since his teacher liked them, he might as well let him eat more. After all, this seasonal ingredient was about to run out. Of course, Naruto's warning gaze was also one of the reasons.
"Kakashi, who's our new teacher?" Naruto squinted with his chopsticks in his mouth.
"Two candidates. One is called Tenzō, and the other is called Yamato." Under his teacher's contemptuous gaze, Kakashi asked Naruto without blushing. "Weren't you dissatisfied with the appointment? This time, I'll let you choose. Both of them are from the Anbu. Like me, they both graduated at the age of six and were promoted to Chunin at the age of six."
"You're letting us choose? How can we choose when we haven't heard of these two names?! Our team has a Force Of Human Column, a genius young master from the Uchiha family, and a very talented medical ninja. Can't you take it seriously?! "
Naruto stood up and glared at Kakashi, but then he immediately smiled. "Dad, what do you think of those two?"
"I have confidence in your judgment, Naruto. Although I really think Kakashi and Jiraiya sensei are good. Let's eat. " Watergate held back his laughter and glanced at Kakashi. You're really good. Aren't Yamato and Tenzō the same person?
Kakashi narrowed his eyes and replied to his teacher, but in fact, they chose themselves. "In short, Naruto, you discuss with Sasuke and Sakura, and tell me as soon as possible." 8232;
"Yes, Anbu Minister – Your Excellency." Naruto sat down and pulled the plate of bamboo shoots towards his father. "By the way, doesn't that mean that guy Jiraiya really ran away?"
"Naruto, he's an elder." Watergate frowned.
"Yes, dad, grandpa Jiraiya." Naruto nodded, and secretly said pervert.
"But how do you know that he ran away?" Kakashi also frowned.
"Nanoki told me." Naruto raised his hand, and an orange-red Nanoki in a blue waistcoat sat on his hand.
"Uh … why is everyone so quiet?" Naruto looked at the silent dining room. "Sankei, say hello to everyone. Didn't you say that I could only call you out when it's time to eat?"
"I'm sorry to trouble you."
"No, it's fine. I haven't seen you in a long time. Four Generations -sama, how have you been?"
"I'm fine."
Naruto finally noticed something strange behind him. He turned around and saw his father talking to a huge woman outside the door. Naruto was also a bit confused. "What's going on?"
"If I'm not wrong, if your father didn't react quickly, Naruto, we would have to move." Eero saw that Kakashi was busy dealing with the quickly gathering Anbu and Security Department, so he had to answer himself.
"That's right, Naruto, congratulations on summoning my father." Sankei jumped on Naruto's head. "Don't move your head."
"Your father?"
"Mount Myoboku, Cave of the Immortals, Sankei Bunta."
"Uh … I heard from Jiraiya sensei that he's the current head of Mount Myoboku." Naruto was still a bit confused and asked Sankei. "Isn't that Jiraiya's best friend?"
"He's also the legendary Four Generations Leader Naruto's comrade-in-arms." Sankei was also speechless.
"Oh, an acquaintance." Naruto nodded, and then pointed at himself. "Wait, I summoned him?"
"It should be." Kakashi, who had already solved the problem, stood beside Naruto to help him confirm.
"This …" Naruto touched his head, and almost pulled Sankei off his head.
"Hey, be careful." Sankei couldn't stay still on Naruto's head, and directly jumped to find her father.
Naruto followed closely.
"Come, Sankei, say hello to the Four Generations Naruto." Bunta sighed.
"Naruto, this is Bunta -sama, you should also get to know him." Watergate smiled.
"Four Generations -sama, I'm Sankei, I have something to ask of you."
"Boss Bunta, I'm Naruto Uzumaki, I have something to ask of you."
"Hahaha, Watergate, your son is really …" Bunta was scared by Naruto's big watery eyes.
"He takes after his mother." Watergate stood at attention and slightly bowed to Bunta, "Since Naruto can summon you, if something happens in the future, please take care of him."
"Watergate, don't be so polite." Bunta looked at Watergate's slightly lowered head and also bowed, "Since we signed the contract, we …"
"Yes, I understand."
"You understand my ass!" Bunta angrily stomped the ground, "Alright, it's about time for today, Sankei, let's go! Let's go home and eat! And Naruto Uzumaki, next time you have something, tell me to find an open space! "
…
"They're leaving just like that?" Naruto pulled his father, "I haven't …"
Watergate picked up the fainted Naruto, "Alright, I'll go eat with Eero, I'll leave the kitchen to you. Kakashi, come with me."
…
After an unknown amount of time, the sky was already dark. In Naruto Uzumaki's bedroom.
"Sensei, hurry up and eat something to rest. I didn't eat much for lunch. " Kakashi put away the medical scroll to stop the bleeding and handed a piece of chocolate to Watergate, who was sitting beside Naruto's bed, "You lost a lot of blood when you repaired the seal."
"Go back to the office and arrange to repair the courtyard and the road outside. I'll go in a bit. "Watergate took the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth." Cough. "
Kakashi saw this and immediately gave him water, "Sensei, do you want to be the first Naruto to choke to death from chocolate?"
"Ah, that's a creative way to die, not bad." Watergate drank the water and finally smiled.
Kakashi sighed and took out a piece of candy, "Chew it for a bit."
"Okay."
"Sensei, the seal is almost at its limit."
"Yes."
"Have you thought of a way to make Naruto as strong as a tailed beast without making him suffer any pain?"
"I don't think so."
"Then what should we do?"
"We'll see …"
Watergate waved away the worried Kakashi and turned back to look at Naruto, who was sleeping quietly. He couldn't help but poke his son's little face … Naruto's face was no longer as chubby as last year. Sure enough, once a boy began to grow taller, he would immediately start to look like an adult. So, what would Naruto look like when he grew up? Would he look more like his father, his mother, or no one? Watergate couldn't imagine it.
Just like that year, when Naruto was only three months old, Watergate thought that this child would have a bad life, and this bad life would start with a bad childhood. But when Naruto was three years old, Watergate suddenly realized that his previous thoughts were too negative. Instead of worrying about this child who could laugh, cry, act spoiled, and act shamelessly, but could always make others listen to him, it was better to worry about whether the future Konoha would be disturbed by the spoiled young master of the Naruto Family. At that time, he even worried that Naruto would grow up to be a bastard who relied on his father's power to bully others. But now? Kina, if Naruto wasn't the Force Of Human Column … what kind of child would he be?
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