Konoha: At the beginning of the game, she fooled Itachi in women's clothing (Konoha: I fooled I

"Are you comforting me...Obviously I'm just a loser."

Iruka was happy for a moment from the bottom of his heart, and then a little bitterness appeared on his face.

From the beginning to the end, he never had any contact with this girl, how could she know how she performed in the Chunin exam.

Besides, he is mediocre and mediocre in everything, so what qualifications does he have to be noticed by a genius of that level.

"Thank you for your willingness to say these words to comfort me. To be honest, I feel much better in my heart now."

Iruka thanked him earnestly, and couldn't help but glance at that fair and cute little face.

She is as delicate as a porcelain doll, but she will not give people a sense of unreality and illusion that will break at the touch of a touch. On the contrary, from every frown and frown, she can feel the warmth hidden deep under the cold appearance.

"It's not a consolation." Uchiha Rin's smile became brighter, "Facing the enemy, he tried his best and fought to the last moment. Even if he failed in the end, it would not cover up his handsome side in battle."

Although if it weren't for the hand-slapping uncle, he wouldn't know that Naruto's future guide also participated in this Chunin exam, let alone the reason for the failure of the promotion, but it doesn't prevent him from offering Iruka a sip of freshly baked chicken soup .

"Do your best..."

Iruka couldn't help but fell into thought when he heard this sentence.

"That's right, a failed experience is nothing at all. As a ninja, the most important thing is the perseverance to never give up."

The door curtain was lifted again, and a white-haired middle-aged man in clogs walked in and sat down beside the two of them.

"you are……"

Iruka looked at the person coming, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Senior Jiraiya." Uchiha Lin called out respectfully, looked at Uncle Handa and ordered a sake Jiraiya.

It's no wonder that he often completes tasks such as sneak searches and intelligence searches outside. If he didn't actively expose himself, under his deliberate concealment, he would not even be able to perceive the number Ziraiya at all.

His five senses are far superior to ordinary people, and for the first time they did not play their due role.

This also gave him a warning, and completely wiped away the little pride that had arisen from facing Orochimaru twice and retreating completely.

There are still many strong ninjas. His current strength is not yet to the point where he can raise his proud little tail. He needs to work harder and practice hard!

"Mr. Sarutobi is right, this Uchiha Rin is indeed different from many members of the Uchiha clan.

No wonder he is willing to regard him as his disciple. "

Picking up the drinking utensils, he took a sip, his eyes became softer: "With her, even if Tsunade and I are not in Konoha all year round, Sarutobi-sensei should not feel too lonely.

In this way, next time I go out, I can feel a little more at ease.

That's great. "

Pointing to the young girl beside him, Zilai also laughed a few times, and said, "Boss, the consumption of the two of them today is charged to my account.

Take it as a senior ninja, an encouragement to the younger generation. "

"Really?"

Uchiha's eyes lit up, this guy actually wanted to take away his spiritual source, and had long wanted to find a chance to take revenge.

"Of course, the Immortal Miaomushan never takes back what he said."

Ji Lai also glanced at it, and looked in front of the girl, with a big bowl that he couldn't hold in both hands, and inexplicably gave birth to a bad premonition.

With her small body, she shouldn't be able to...

"Thank you, Senior Ziraiya, then today I will open my belly and eat."

The girl's smile is extremely bright. Facing someone like Jiraiya, showing some true temperament properly may get higher benefits than green tea.

"How does it feel, kinda cute."

Iruka couldn't help being stunned for a moment, scratched his nose covertly, looked away, silently picked up the noodles that were stained with soup, and sucked them into his mouth.

No one noticed, but the face that was buried in the bowl and tried hard to pick up the noodles was flushed a little.

……

The mansion of the Uchiha family.

"My lord father, my lord mother, I'm back."

Itachi took off his shoes and stepped onto the tatami.

"Itachi is back." Mikoto walked out of the kitchen quickly like a gust of wind.

Then he tilted his head in doubt, and asked, "Where's that little girl Rin, didn't she come back with you?"

"Rin... doesn't she have her own home?" Itachi didn't realize what his mother wanted to express at all.

"Itachi, if you're like this, you won't be able to control the entire family well in the future."

Fuyue's slightly reproachful tone came from the living room: "There is a little girl who has experienced five days of extreme survival in the wild. As the young patriarch, how can you ignore it?

Let her go home and eat unhealthy food. "

"That's right. This is five full days. Whether you are a teammate or a clan member, you should bring him back and have a hot meal."

Tapping Itachi's forehead lightly, Mikoto put one hand on her hip and shook her head.

When I got home, what I was waiting for was indeed the caring inquiries from my parents, who were the objects of caring. It seemed a little...

Itachi, who was standing there in a daze, suddenly felt his trousers being gently pulled.

The eyes of the little Sasuke who lowered his head and raised his head collided, and a childish voice sounded: "Oni-chan, didn't sister Rin come with you?"

"But……"

Itachi was so weak that he wanted to tell his parents that except for the first night, they would spend the rest of their lives in the tower, and there was no survival in the wild.

"Don't worry, Itachi, caring about every clansman is a compulsory course for young patriarchs!" Fuyue's tone became more serious, and he tapped the table lightly.

There was a bit of disappointment on the old-fashioned face. My kid has a good talent in ninjutsu, but his emotional intelligence is really lower than his own, and he doesn't know how to seize opportunities.

I think back then, when his father and I were chasing Meiqin...

However, after all, it is a child of a certain age, and it is normal for many things to be unexpected.

At this time, he needs a wave of help from an adult.

A girl as pleasing as Rin can't take advantage of other children.

"Go, I will prepare a table of sumptuous dishes before you come back."

Compared to Fuyue's sternness, Mikoto's tone was much softer, she rubbed her child's head with a smile, knelt down and picked up little Sasuke.

"I...I know."

Itachi's head was full of question marks, but he still turned around and stepped out of the house again.

He was a little confused, could it be that he really didn't think carefully, but Mr. Jiraiya's book didn't write any information related to this kind of thing.

Could it be that this book written by Jiraiya-sama is outdated.

It seems that he must find Master Jiraiya's latest work and study it carefully!

Not only was he not angry with his family's attitude, but he was very happy, because this meant that Rin now had enough weight in the hearts of his parents.

Looking up at the gradually darkening sky, Itachi quickened his pace and rushed to the place where Rin lived.