Konoha's Barrier Master

Opening the paper door, the midday sun shines into the house, and the golden fragments gently sprinkle on the tatami made of rushes like a stream of water, spreading the golden light, and the luster is dazzling, which is the most brilliant. Gemstones are not worth the risk.

The light eroded everything in the house like a monster, turning everything it touched into gold, and then stopped at the limit, leaving an unreachable shadow.

If the dust flying in the air were elves in the air, they would be so beautiful but also represent filth.

On the table that was plated with gold foil, there was a water bottle with a flower arrangement, waving towards the sun, showing off her enchanting and charming posture.

Inside the room, a small figure in the open kitchen was wearing a larger, ill-fitting apron, standing in front of the stove, waving the cold blade in his hand.

There was a pot burning on the stove, steaming and fragrant.

There are many seasonal fruits and vegetables on one side, all washed, red and green with water droplets hanging on them, looking like carefully carved works of art.

Every time the boy swung the blade, a piece of meat was cut out, and the knife made shadows. The sound of the sound that echoed in the room was not heavy, but accompanied by a unique melody, and there was an unexpected sense of beauty after entering the ears.

The red-haired boy cut the meat into shreds, and with a glance, he saw that the soup he was stewing was almost ready, and he immediately went to turn off the fire a little lower.

Then he took out a small plate, took some, and tasted it.

"Not bad, it tastes better than last time."

"This way, just simmer it for half an hour and it will be ready."

The boy nodded with satisfaction, then turned down the heat a little lower and kept it at a certain level, letting the soup in the pot simmer slowly.

The particles diffuse, and the aroma evaporates from the pot into the air, gradually filling the room and then spreading out from the room. For a while, the aroma is overflowing.

Walking to the side, the young man practiced with other ingredients, his movements as graceful as a painting.

After half an hour.

"I am back."

At the entrance, a young man opened the door and shouted into the empty corridor.

Although there was no response, Xu was used to it, and the young man was not upset. He simply took off his shoes and walked along the corridor.

However, while walking, the young man suddenly felt something was wrong.

“What does this smell like?”

The young man stopped, closed his eyes and poked his nose, sniffing around like a puppy, and then nodded affirmatively.

It does have a very fragrant smell.

Although it is very light, you can't even feel it if you don't smell it carefully, but this is his home, the place where he has lived since he was a child, and he is very familiar with everything here.

In other words, he could wander around this house with his eyes closed.

So, when this strange fragrance appeared that didn't usually exist, he discovered it.

And

The boy sniffed twice more, his eyes brightened, and he sighed.

"What? This is, it smells too good."

Is anyone cooking at home?

After having this idea, the young man realized something was wrong.

Usually only my grandma and sister are at home, and usually the family chef cooks the meals.

Grandma's memory is too big to do this kind of thing. As for his sister

Not only can I not gamble, I can’t even cook.

In other words, as long as he was doing housework, he could do nothing. If the family didn't have a servant, the young man felt that his sister would have done these things for him a long time ago.

Thinking of his sister's dirty clothes, the boy shuddered and shook his head to throw away the horrible thoughts in his mind.

The food is cooked by the chef.

However, since he was born, he has eaten the meals cooked by the chef uncle. He has eaten all the dishes since he was a snack.

But I have never smelled this kind of fragrance.

Moreover, chef uncles usually don’t cook at home.

So, if you’re not a chef, who are you?

The young man began to be cautious, wondering if a stranger had entered his home.

Although Senju has declined, it is still a large family with a profound heritage. The education given to him since childhood was also an elite education, although it was a Hokage-style elite education.Instill the will of fire or something

An excellent education allowed him to remain rational despite this situation.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so the boy will naturally not be frightened, but chooses to go and see first.

Could it be a ninja from another village?

Although the boy believed in the village's defense and thought it was impossible for ninjas from other villages to come to his home, it was possible.

However, when a ninja from another village came to his house and made it so fragrant, he was cooking

He was puzzled.

They want to eat us to death

It’s better to cook yourself a good meal before killing someone, and then stab you when you have enough strength.

Are you so arrogant?

The boy paused for a moment when he started walking again because of his absurd thoughts, with a strange look on his face. Then he became more cautious, walking along the extended floor and following the scent towards the source.

It is more likely that he is not a ninja from another village.

After all, he really couldn't face the ninja who was so out of tune with this kind of operation.

If not, who could it be? Does my sister know anyone?

The young man groped around and finally came to the source of the fragrance, outside the room where this wonderful smell came from.

However, with her sister's gambling hobby and bad temper, I don't know who else would like her except Brother Jiraiya.

I'm really worried that she won't be able to get married in the future.

Moreover, I haven't heard that my sister has made any new friends recently.

Standing outside the door, the young man quietly took out a kunai, calmed himself down, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, then touched the door and slowly pushed it open.

A ray of brilliant gold shot out from the gap in the door that was gradually opened, forming a strip of light that reflected on the young man, and the young man's eyes followed the opening of the door and cast it into the house.

As soon as he opened the door, a stronger aroma hit his face and penetrated his nose, making the young man unable to help but be intoxicated.

But he hadn't forgotten what he had to do. When he turned his eyes, he saw a red-haired boy wearing an apron standing in front of his kitchen stove, cooking with a spoon.

The boy was shocked.

what's the situation

Cooking with strangers at home

To be honest, even though he received an elite education, his brain is really not that good. If compared, he is actually a little better than Obito, but not much better.

In fact, the biggest difference between him and Senju Hashirama is that now he does not have Senju Hashirama's strength and a smart younger brother.

This sudden scene made it difficult for his low IQ to turn around.

Could it be that my elder sister has turned into a human trafficker and kidnapped a young man to cook for her? What will happen to the chef uncle’s job?

Although this tastes quite fragrant.

The boy couldn't help but think wildly, and at the same time he didn't forget to admire the aroma of the food.

While he was thinking about things, his hand to push the door became stronger, and the door made a sound in response.

It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing the boy holding the kunai tightly to think of what he should do and then rush in, like a tiger, rushing straight towards Uzumaki Makoto.

Although it seems harmless, his identity cannot be confirmed, and he suddenly appears in his home. No matter what, he must be subdued first before talking about anything else.

If it was really a misunderstanding, then just apologize when the time comes.

This is what the young man who rushed out thought. However, the idea is always perfect, but the reality is cruel and gives people a wake-up call.

A whistling sound reached his ears, and when he looked up, he saw a shovel hitting him in the head.

Finally, with a bang.

The young man fell to the ground and could not get up again.