Salted fish should also be Hokage

The setting sun was like a fire, and the warm spring breeze gently blew across Kuroshima Chitou's cheek. The young man's dull eyes were slightly condensed. With his hands that were not as strong as his age, he picked up the steel knife, shouted loudly, and slashed forward.

"Nine Nine Six"

"Nine Nine Seven"

"Nine-nine-eight"

"One...thousand"

As if he had used up all his strength, Kuroshima Chido roared out the last sentence with a ferocious look on his face. His body lost support and he leaned on the ground with his knife. He knelt on the ground and gasped hard.

At this time, a woman in her thirties walked out from behind the forest. She had a graceful figure, a round face, soft facial features, and a Konoha ninja forehead protector on her forehead.

Kuroshima Chido turned his head slightly, pretending to be surprised, and then wanted to stand up from the ground.

The female ninja suddenly appeared next to Kuroshima Akado and helped him up effortlessly with one hand.

"Mother," Kuroshima Chido lowered his head respectfully, held his breath, and his arms trembled slightly, looking like he was on the verge of exhaustion.

Kuroshima Yuma looked at his son calmly. In his son's panic eyes, he curled up the corner of his mouth and quickly disappeared, saying in a deep voice: "You have worked hard today."

Kuroshima Chido breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but said with a serious and solemn face: "Mother, I will definitely become a great ninja like you."

Yuzhen looked at Kuroshima Akado with a half-smile, thought for a while, and said, "I believe you can go home."

After saying that, Youzhen rushed towards home without stopping for a moment.

"Oh no!" Kuroshima Chido cursed inwardly and hurriedly followed his mother's footsteps.

......

Kuroshima Akado, who is eight years old this year, came from a blue planet in his previous life and came to this world without knowing how he died. When he fell into the hands of a woman with confused eyes, his biological instinct forced him to scream.

“Wow wow wow wow”

The nurse stopped slapping her buttocks, looked at Yuma Kurojima who was lying beside the bed with joy, and said happily: "Madam, he is a strong boy."

When Kuroshima Akado was handed to his mother, his throat seemed to be strangled by the god of fate and he stopped crying. His little eyes were full of numbness, confusion, and despair.

I am reborn

"Madam, this child is so good. As long as he doesn't cry when he comes to his mother's house, he will definitely be a sensible child in the future," the nurse said enviously.

Kuroshima Yuma looked tenderly at her child in her arms and nodded.

A few hours later, Kuroshima Chido fell asleep dazedly with something in his mouth.

......

After returning home, Kuroshima Akado was really exhausted at the moment. Looking at his father and mother who had already started the meal, Kuroshima Akado changed his clothes hastily and sat down at the dining table.

Unlike his cute-looking mother, his father, Kuroshima Mu, is a handsome-looking uncle who exudes a coquettish literary and artistic atmosphere, much like the street singer who sang in bars in his previous life.

I heard from my father that he was also a capable ninja many years ago, but during the Third War, he was seriously injured and could not fully recover and had to retire. But what was a blessing in disguise was that he met and fell in love with his mother who was in the same hospital bed when she was injured, and finally stepped into the wedding hall together.

Kuroshima Chido expressed doubts about his father's words, but his doubts were dispelled when his mother looked at his father with loving eyes and his father's loving iron fist.

"Akado, how was today's practice?" His father took a chopstick of Kuroshima Akado's favorite barbecue and gave it to his mother.

Kuroshima Akado nodded stiffly and replied: "Very good. Very good."

"You have to go to school tomorrow, don't practice too much, and pay attention to your health."

"Yes, yes," Kuroshima Chido replied stiffly again as he watched his mother pick up another chopstick of his second favorite Oolong fried noodles and give it to his father.

As expected of a ninja, the ability to pick up half a plate of food with his chopsticks is worth savoring by Kuroshima Akado.

Ninjas always thrive on competition. Although Kuroshima Akado is still a ninja candidate, at the dinner table and fighting with the couple, Kuroshima Akado understands the cruelty of this world.

Seventy percent full, as the last person at the table, clearing away the dishes is almost a daily routine for Kuroshima Akado. Ever since Kuroshima Akado learned to cook rice by himself, the Kuroshima family had a rule that the last person at the dinner table should wash the dishes. At this time, Kuroshima Akado felt that he was not his biological child, but looking at the extremely handsome face in the mirror, Kuroshima Akado would always comfort himself, just think of it as giving this face some face.

While Kuroshima Akado was washing dishes in the kitchen, Kuroshima Yuma pulled the bitter-faced Kuroshima Mu towards the room.

"Honey, it's too early."

"What's the matter early? Naturally, this kind of thing should be done as early as possible."

"Hiss..." Heidao Mu took a breath. If his wife hadn't lied about her age when she married him, she would be less than forty now.

When Hei Dao Mu saw his wife moving out the small wooden table used for discussions, his heart suddenly dropped. He smiled and asked, "Is there something that we can't talk about in the living room?"

Kuroshima Yuma sat on the tatami carelessly, but said seriously: "If there is anything else to say here, it must be about your son. Chido must have awakened his perception ability."

"Really?" Hei Dao Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at his wife in surprise.

Kuroshima Yuma nodded.

Kurodamu covered his face with his hands, lowered his head and murmured to himself, "He is only eight years old. My son is a genius. I know it, but this is too perverted."

"Ha." Kuroshima Yuma sneered when her husband looked in disbelief.

"Do you know how I found out? This brat started pretending before I even got close. He said he had swung the knife a thousand times. In fact, Xiyou told me that it was less than 300 times."

Kuroshima Mu smiled and laughed, comforting his wife and said: "You also know that boy's temperament. He only has three minutes to do something. At first he clamored to be a ninja, but then he suffered a lot and wanted to become a ninja again. Writer, do you think he is Jiraiya-sama?"

When Kuroshima Yuzhen heard this, he became angry. He stood up and grabbed her husband's ear and said, "How dare you say that with his temperament, he can be considered a shitty writer. If the writer has a dead end, this child must be controlled. Take care of him." A whip was kept behind him, and he had to whip it out from time to time, otherwise he wouldn't even stick out his buttocks."

"Hahaha...haha...don't worry, wife. In a few days, we will confirm with Chitou, and then we will make a plan to train him to become a great ninja."

Hei Dao Mu held his wife's hand that just grabbed his ear. Under his wife's cannibalistic eyes, he laughed a few times and then solemnly promised.

"Father, we are running out of detergent at home..."

As soon as he opened the door, Kuroshima Chitou saw the couple entangled together like glue. His father held his mother's hand and looked at her lovingly...

"I'm sorry to bother you." Kuroshima Chido opened his dead eyes and closed the door mechanically. He was thinking that we are an old couple, wouldn't it feel awkward to be so intimate?

Turning around, Kuroshima Chido saw his mother suddenly appearing in front of him.

Kuroshima Yuma formed a seal in his hand, stared at Chido's frightened eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Genjutsu Hell Manifestation Technique"

There was darkness in front of Kuroshima Akado...