Konoha: Subverting the ninja world from Danzang disciples

"Sasuke, when will your brother come to pick you up?"

During this sensitive period, Sokon planned to hand Sasuke over to Itachi before returning.

In addition, he also planned to use this opportunity to talk to Itachi, at least to make preliminary progress.

"It should be... soon. Brother will not leave me behind."

Sasuke lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly.

He looked a little panicked when he encountered such an accident on his first day of school.

"Cuckoo~"

Naruto held his stomach and glanced at the Nekomata mask hanging on Sokon's waist, and the beard on his face drooped.

"Ah, so hungry! That...cat mask, shall we go to eat?"

Zongjin's face darkened.

This yellow-haired boy always likes to address others with the first impression.

The victims include the lustful immortal, the teacher with thick eyebrows, Tsunade...

Mother-in-law.

Unfortunately, he also seems to have been marked by a strange mark.

"Naruto, remember, I don't call you cat...my name is Shimura Souchika. Come on, call me cat once. If you call me cat correctly, I will take you to Ichiraku to eat ramen."

In order to prevent his reputation from being ruined by the shameful name, Munechika had no choice but to resist the urge to grab his face and follow the temptation.

"Gudu, treat me to ramen? No problem!"

Naruto stretched his neck, swallowed, took Soukika's hand and shook it.

"Great, Cat Man, what did you just say?"

……

Behind Yile's curtain, there was a loud slurping sound.The fan couldn't blow away the mist rising from the large pot stove, and an alluring aroma filled the store.

Under the curtain, three figures, one large, two small, were sitting side by side, with Munechika sitting in the middle, next to Naruto and Sasuke.

"It's delicious. Let's have another bowl, this time with barbecued pork!"

"okay!"

Uncle Yile has a loud voice and looks very young.

Naruto just kept his head down and fucked hard, with the bowl of noodles piled higher than his head.

However, Sasuke was a little restless, and the knuckles on his fingers turned white while holding the chopsticks. He occasionally stirred the tonkotsu soup slightly, but did not take a bite for a long time.

The noodles in the bowl were already lumpy, and he just frowned.

"What's the matter? Don't you like it? Can you change the taste?"

Munechika doesn't remember Sasuke's preferences and thinks he just has a bad appetite.

Sasuke's eyes darkened, his chopsticks fell on the table, and he said quietly:

"No, it's just that my brother hasn't come to pick me up yet. I..."

"You will be a ninja in the future. You cannot rely on your brother for everything. You must learn to make decisions on your own." Munechika put his face close to him and spoke in a gentle tone.

The Sasuke in front of him is far different from the Erzhu in his memory. Putting aside the night of genocide, he is just a child who has not grown up.

"He promised me that he would go back and help me practice fire escape and shuriken techniques at night..."

Munechika handed the chopsticks to his hand.

"Don't worry, Itachi may just be on an emergency mission. If he doesn't come to pick you up, I will take you home myself."

"Ok!"

It's not that Munechika likes to meddle in other people's business. The most important thing at the moment is obviously to make the plan come true.

And ensuring Sasuke's safety would be somewhat helpful in gaining Itachi's favor in the future.

He could feel the chakra belonging to the ANBU ninja of Konoha lingering around him. Although he could not determine his identity and intention, it must not be a coincidence that he had been following him for so long.

Munechika gulped down the tonkotsu soup. After a while, there was no oil left in the bowl.

A sour voice came from the left.

"Hey, why doesn't anyone teach me ninjutsu?"

Naruto held his chin with a melancholy look on his face, obviously being a little annoyed by what he heard.

He turned his head and looked at Munechika expectantly.

"I also want to learn fire escape and shuriken techniques. Teacher Maomao, you are so good, can you teach me?"

"Humph!"

Sasuke on the right snorted and turned his head in disdain.

As expected of you, this is a direct confrontation.

Munechika watched the two people making trouble with a smile, but in his heart he was a little concerned about Naruto's request for advice.

"I'll teach you, it's not impossible, it's just..."

It feels quite interesting to be the teacher of the King of Mouth Release, the future Hokage, and the great hero of the ninja world.

This is purely his personal bad taste.

However, this kind of thing must not be agreed too hastily.

Playing hard to get.

As for the top management of Konoha, if they have doubts, the reason for contacting the Nine-Tails Jinchuuriki can be to monitor unstable factors and guard against the Uchiha clan who are ready to make a move.

Zongjin came up with similar excuses, saying that even if there were hundreds or eighty of them, he might not be able to get through. No matter how detailed the question, he could get rid of it.

"Come on, just what?"

Naruto stood up impatiently and leaned down on the table.

"Ahem, it's just today, not for now."

Munechika lowered his voice and made a deep sound.

"Why?"

Naruto's beard trembled with anxiety and he kept touching his head.

Little devil, I will tell you, do I just want to whet your appetite?

"Because I have to take Sasuke home today. It's getting late now. Your home is close to here. You can go back by yourself, but Sasuke will be in trouble.

Moreover, the chakra you revealed is not of the fire attribute. You probably can't use fire escape, and I'm not good at fire escape either.

However, I can teach you better~"

Naruto was a little stunned and nodded in understanding.

"Then when can you teach me?"

"It depends!"

Munechika smiled mysteriously at him.

Patting Sasuke on the head, he stood up and said goodbye to Naruto.

"Sasuke, we're ready to go."

"Ah, I still want to wait..."

Munechika glanced at the clock on the wall.

"It's getting late, and it looks like Itachi won't come. If we wait any longer, we'll be sleeping on the street. Your family is waiting for you, so you have to think carefully."

Thinking of his father and mother at home, Sasuke's stubborn eyes finally wavered. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and finally agreed to Munechika.

"That's really troublesome for you..."

"Don't be polite to me. I am a good friend of your brother and Shisui. I should take care of you."

Walking out of the store, Yile behind him had turned off the lights, and the uncle half-pull down the rolling shutter door to do the final finishing touches.

The silver moon hung in the middle of the night sky, and the ground was covered with a hoarfrost-like halo. The lively evening market was coming to an end, and there were not many bright lights left on the streets.

Munechika put his hands on Sasuke's shoulders, half-hugging him in his arms.

He could feel the familiar chakra jumping up and down as they went.

Its owner should be constantly changing its hiding place.

A few drunkards with arms around their backs passed by the two of them and turned into an inconspicuous alley, leaving a choking smell of alcohol all the way.

Munechika turned his head slightly by covering his nose, and looked at the surrounding environment calmly.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the roof, the telephone poles, the edges and corners of the walls.

Looking for any possible clues.

However, the person who came was obviously an elite ninja who had received professional concealment training from the Anbu. He always maintained a distant distance and did not give Sokon any clues.

Maybe it's just for surveillance, maybe it's because he's afraid of the presence of strangers.

The visitor just followed him all the way and didn't take action for a long time.