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The menacing long knife stopped abruptly in front of Kirabi, whizzing past following the dancing air current, blowing up Kirabi's white scarf that had not fallen for a long time.

"The long sword cuts through the air like a dragon, and the master of swordsmanship is defeated. Yeah~" Qila Bihao was not nervous, and shouted excitedly with a very six plus one gesture.

"You haven't used the power of the tailed beast yet." Sheathing the sword, Kiran threw the Zanpakutō into the alien space, "The Eight-Tails is crying."

"The duel of swordsmen, the unique skills, the hot girl Faker~"

All in all, there shouldn't be any outside interference in a sacred sword duel, right?

"Let's put this aside first," An Ran held his forehead and started fighting on a whim, forgetting the most important thing, "I'm really here to help you hold a concert."

"Yo" Kirabi placed his clenched fist in front of Anran.

"You guys really have the same temper." An Ran sighed.

The fists touched each other, making a heavy sound.

"Time is urgent, I have a song, let's try it"

Holding the paper handed over by Anran and reciting the lyrics in a low voice, Kirabi's body began to twist rhythmically uncontrollably.

"Super-burning rhythm, angry beast, the author's talent is revealed, if you want to get to know each other, we can walk together, yeah~"

"The author of this song is called Dao Mao." An Ran chuckled, "Okay, none of this is important. You practice first, and I have to make some preparations."

"Drum set." The fourth Raikage frowned. The third Raikage had returned to Soul Society and Aabuno to start work, but Kishiran was still holding a concert here, "Are you serious?"

"What are you suspecting?"

"This is war time. Although the war is about to end, people are still suffering from the pain caused by the war. What is your purpose of holding this concert?"

"I won't be able to stay here for long, and the concert can't be held now. After all, the Third Raikage just passed away." Kiran found a seat and sat down casually, "I just left enough for Kirabi to hold it on his own. It’s just a prop for the concert, as for the purpose, it’s for revival.”

"revival"

"Yes, Renaissance." Anran's eyes sparkled, "What do you think is the root cause of war?"

Raikage raised his eyebrows, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Ninja, ninja," An Ran felt helpless, "In addition to killing people, ninjas are also honing their killing skills. No matter how much we at the top want peace, as long as we still have such a group of violent elements, peace will be It's a luxury hope. In the Kingdom of Water, the ninjas have the same attitude, but we have strict management. Ordinary people can still read newspapers to kill time, but in the Kingdom of Thunder, all the people are soldiers. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are a fighting nation."

The Raikage was silent, what Anran said was true, especially for him who had just become the Raikage, the feeling was even more profound.

People practice drinking, fighting, and everyone is in a bad mood recently, and this situation is even more common.

"Entertainment is an indispensable part of a country. Kirabi will set off a new music trend in the Land of Thunder. With entertainment, people's enthusiasm is released, and naturally there will be no fights every day."

"Sounds like a good method." Lei Ying thought thoughtfully and handed a scroll to Anran, "I don't have a drum set. You can ask Akin and Yukumen. This is an alliance contract. When the time is right, we will start plan."

"Thank you very much." Anran put away the scroll, "How is the teak door now?"

"Remember the ninja who hurt the teak door?"

"Well," Anran nodded, "Teakwood door

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The one who went to save him, but instead he stabbed Yuzukimon, and finally escaped with the child, bringing a group of ninjas to help. "

"That's him. He almost asked me to die to apologize afterward." Lei Ying shook his head, looking quite irritated, "When a grown man makes mistakes, he has to make up for it. What does it look like to die and escape?"

"It's because of guilt. After all, it was my savior who hurt me. Without him, those ninjas wouldn't have come to help Yuzukimon, but they just didn't help much."

"Now he is running away from Yukuma while promoting Yukuma's heroism in fighting desperately for Kumogakure. Generally speaking, Yukuma is living a good life now."

"By the way," Kiran thought of something, "Why are the jinchūriki, Kirabi and Yukmon's treatment so different?"

"Two-Tails has been violent once," Raikage said with a strange look on his face, "Since we got the Three-Tails, this is the only time where my father easily suppressed him."

Anran: ""

It turned out to be because it was too weak.

Glancing at the documents piled up haphazardly on Raikage's desk, An Ran rolled his eyes and said, "Find an assistant to help. Maybe I will see you drowned in these documents next time I come back."

Raikage had a bitter look on his face, it was okay to let him kill people, but it was better to kill him when handling the documents.

"To give you a hint, your stepmother should have other clan members. Send someone to look for them."

"Smash what you promised me"

"No, you promised me to be obedient."

"I didn't say anything to listen to."

"I didn't say when to smash it."

"Smashed"

"Do not"

"Smash what you promised me"

"No, you still agreed"

An Ran stood outside the teak door of his house, his hand in mid-air but failed to land on the door.

Otherwise, come back another day.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened without warning. An Ran took a step back in a hurry, and a blue-black figure jumped out and hit him directly in the face.

An Ran reached out and grabbed it, and it turned out to be a two-tailed cat with blue hair and black flame patterns. It was similar in size to a normal cat.

Could this be the legendary tailed beast riding on the face?

"Don't run around, Master Anran"

The teak man who was chased out had waist-length hair that was disheveled and messy, and there were tears in the clothes on his body. It was obvious that he had gone through a very fierce battle before.

"Just call me An Ran." An Ran said a little embarrassed.

Teak doors are also a bit embarrassing. The so-called spiritual world can simply be understood as the inner world.

But this guy Anran, taking advantage of his position as the Lord of Soul Society, actually broke into the little girl's heart without permission.

It happened to be just in time when the teak door faced Youlu with a look of confession.

All the aloof personas collapsed.

"Hey," Youlu, who was caught by An Ran, said dissatisfiedly, "You've come back to life, you brat, how long are you going to hold him?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." An Ran hurriedly hugged Youlu in his arms.

"Damn brat, don't treat me like a kitten snoring, go down a little bit."

Anran reached out and scratched Youlu's chin, and the kitten purred happily.

All cats are alike.