[Naruto + Curse] Magician's Guide to Reemployment

After a lot of anticipation from a few little kids, Class 9 finally ushered in the first mission since the establishment of the three-person team.

According to the old habits, they also took on the responsibility of solving all kinds of trivial matters in Konoha, just like the new genin in the past few decades. If we add up the lost cats on the Genin D-level mission list over the years, we can probably form a ninja cat world that is comparable to the world today. Although the cats reported missing all have different births, the process of finding the cat for these little cats who have just graduated from the Ninja School and have not yet covered their foreheads with a warm mask is always somewhat similar, like countless iterations of history.

Most of them are nothing new.

I had long expected that the mission I accepted at the beginning would be mediocre and mediocre. Cage Island lived up to his expectations and wore an expressionless face. He looked like he had the dullest reaction in Class 9—— At least I didn't end up yawning in the Hokage's office. Inoue's excitement, which he had accumulated for a long time, had nowhere to vent, and he stayed where he was. He opened his eyes in a daze, and for a long time he said "Huh?", which meant "That's it?"

Qingshui probably had some predictions, and he had a headache when he saw the moment when he was so frustrated that he turned into a paper figure. Sarutobi was worthy of being the backbone of the upper echelons of Konoha. With a kind look on his face, he comforted Xiaodou Ding, who was depressed because of the gap, to stand up straight with a few words. It was as if we were about to go to the battlefield in the next second. It's nothing more than the same old tactic of seeing the big from the small. Seeing his colleagues being fooled in such a short period of time, Gongdao's eyes revealed some familiar disgust. Her eyes fell on the ravines and folds on the old man's face, and she saw the venerable Hokage's smile as if tears were streaming down his face.

Sarutobi met the little girl's eyes. One second...two seconds...Longdao lowered his eyes calmly.

After coming out of the Hokage's office, the three of them went to the client's home as usual. At this time, Inoue had regained his original energy and was doing odd jobs with great interest.

"The lost kitten must be very scared now." He had already begun to vividly guess the cat's situation.

"No, I think..." There's no need to be so pessimistic. Qing Shui was only halfway through what he said when he closed his mouth and cut off his words. Rongdao walked behind without squinting, and opened the golden mouth coolly.

"Not necessarily. She may have found a better home."

"Isn't her destination right next to her master?" Doubts almost overflowed from the curious baby Inoue's head. The little girl didn't speak. A pair of eyes that seemed to be lacking in interest focused on Xiao Douding, and her eyebrows twitched slightly in disbelief.

[how do you know? ] Souji Shimizu, a tenth-level contestant in the Cage Island language, could easily read the meaning of the rebuttal from the slightly red expression, even though her expression still looked as plain as her mother's freshly dried cold milk in the early morning.

"If she really has found a better home, maybe she should be let go." Inoue said with a firm look on his face, probably after finally clearing his thoughts. Qingshui didn't expect Inoue to come to such a conclusion. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly felt something like "As expected of you". This answer was obviously beyond Rongdao's expectation. Her eyes widened a bit, and her gaze stayed on the boy who said this for a while.

"When the time comes, are you going to tell your employer this?"

"Although it's a little difficult, they should be able to understand it, right?" The boy scratched his cheek shyly.

Qing Shui was about to realize that this girl was a master at destroying the atmosphere, but it was too late by then. Rongdao snorted, and then said in a straightforward tone: "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that she has become a dish on someone's dinner table."

"????"

"No, it's impossible, right?" Qing Shui felt a little weak. A little red face does not change the color: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"But there won't be such people in Konoha, right?" Inoue tried his best to recover from the speculation that was slapped in his face by a little red. This time Qing Shui could tell from her expression just like last time, "How are you sure?" ] meaning.

"You're kidding. Cat meat tastes sweet, sour, salty, and has a nasty smell. So that cat probably won't get into anyone's stomach." Seeing that the little boy was about to cry, Longdao comforted him in a perfunctory manner.

"That's great..." Inoue's words trailed off and stuck in his throat. He looked at Xiao Hong in horror, "Wait, how do you know? You don't...?"

"Hey, this kind of thing doesn't have to be..."

"Ah, yes?" Longdao confirmed the boy's suspicion with short syllables.

...You won’t know until you actually eat it.

Qing Shui almost choked to death on the second half of the unspoken sentence. But Longdao's expression was quite serious, and he didn't mean to joke at all. Inoue seemed to be stunned by the information that [his contemporaries would eat cats], and he looked lost even after walking a long distance. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer at the street corner. Baba came up to Dian Hong and asked in a low voice: "Actually, you have never eaten a cat, have you?"

"It's all meat, why can't you eat it?" Longdao leaned back a little expressionlessly, "You're too close, stay back."

Inoue looked pitiful. Qingshui suddenly felt that this contemporary had a bit of a bad taste, and he couldn't tell whether it was natural or acquired.

"I don't think Koizumi is this kind of person!"

Long Dao looked at him with a cold face, looking like an inhumane evil spirit.

After a while, Inoue insisted on sticking to it again, hesitating: "You really haven't eaten it, have you? I'm not saying that eating cat meat is bad... Although it is indeed like what you said, Koizumi... But ,but…"

The annoyed Rōjima pushed away Inoue's face, as if acknowledging that he had eaten cat meat just now, and replied simply: "No."

"! Great! I knew Koizumi wouldn't eat it!" Inoue was moved to tears.

"...What's that expression on your face? It's so disgusting."

...

A few people chatted and arrived at the door of their employer Longchuan's house. This old house must be quite old, and the metal surname plaque has lost a layer of paint. Most of the Longchuan couple are conservative men and women, and the interior of the mansion retains the old decoration style. Simple and elegant, without any cumbersome and superfluous decoration. Although it is easy to see the traces of their careful care from the smooth original wooden floor, the woolen coats on the coat rack and the coarse cloth sofa are more or less stained with fine cat hair - it seems that the owner is a smooth and smooth person, A pet cat who lives a comfortable life.

It's just that the cat who lives a happy life doesn't know which corner he has wandered off to. The warm reception of the Longchuan couple was declined by Qingshui. Rongdao looked at the rich long-haired cat in the photo and completely ignored the energetic Inoue. The little girl from the Longchuan family poked her little head out behind her parents. She stood barefoot at the door and looked at the little cubs in Class 9 who were not much older than her. She was also holding a red ball in her hand, which made the little people stand out. It looks more like it is carved from pink jade, which is quite endearing. The pink jade doll was obviously past the age to enter the Ninja School, and had probably lived a pampered life. The Longchuan couple did not think too hard about throwing their child into the training ground to develop calluses on his hands. The two boys were amazed by the completely different style of painting.

Rongdao, who was used as a comparison, raised his gaze indifferently, glanced at the little girl, and then fixed his gaze on Qing Shui. Qingshui understood, holding Inoue's hood in one hand, and said goodbye to the Longchuan couple politely. Inoue also wanted to tease a little red. But after getting along for a long time, you can occasionally catch some subtle differences in that naturally wooden face. For example, now - she glanced sideways at Inoue - although there was still no facial expression, Inoue clearly felt a chill of sadness. He obediently shut his mouth and allowed Qing Shui to hold his hood and take another two steps. He looked like a puppy that had done something wrong and had its scruff grabbed.

Seeing that the puppy started to get excited again after being spread out from behind, Longdao slowly poured cold water on it: "Where do we start?"

The puppy looked dazed, and he probably hadn't thought about this problem carefully. Qingshui felt that since the establishment of Class 9, the number of times he sighed had increased dramatically: "Let's look for it separately and meet at Ichiraku Ramen at noon."

...

The third detachment of the reconnaissance force has a fairly large intelligence network. Mrs. Kagoshima, who was promoted to captain at a young age, has been one of the most outstanding ninjas since her days at the Ninja School. This wave of ninjas naturally also includes the golden flash of Konoha - the student of Sage Jiraiya, one of the Sannin of Konoha, Namikaze Minato, the young Hokage who carries many expectations.

Mrs. Kagoshima was officially promoted to team leader through the hands of the youngest Kage in Konoha's history. From then on, until Izumi Gōshima was born, Mrs. Gōshima was a core member of Konoha's intelligence center. After the Changhei Incident, the ANBU stepped up surveillance on Mrs. Kagoshima, who had countless secret operations in her mind. In order to prevent the leakage of information, Mrs. Longdao always carries an emergency capsule with her.

——The capsule contains powerful poison, which can destroy brain nerves in an instant when forced.

And this is just the second layer of protection imposed on her, and it also gives her the power to die on her own initiative instead of suffering humiliation in the enemy's camp. After all, even if Mrs. Cageshima finally falls into the enemy's hands, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to get any core information about Konoha from her mouth or mind. Either in a subjective sense or in an objective sense.

She will always maintain a silence more peaceful than death, perhaps until she takes those unspeakable secrets to her grave. And at that time, no one must know what kind of information had existed in her brain.

Can't say, can't say.

Today, the youngest daughter of the family will perform her first mission after becoming a ninja. Mrs. Gongjima can guess the content of the mission with her eyes closed. She planned the time and planned to cook a sumptuous dinner for the children who returned from the mission the day before. While watering the green plants on the windowsill, the woman always had a peaceful smile on her face. Suddenly, the tree shadow swayed twice, like a ripe fruit falling heavily on the treetop. Finally, the stem snapped with a snap, and an ANBU wearing a tanuki mask fell out as if it could not hold the weight. He landed quietly on the ground, and Mrs. Okinojima nodded slightly: "Hokage-sama invites you."

If there were no accidents, unless the old man, who was always known for his gentle, benevolent and approachable management methods, just summoned her as an intelligence officer to chat about household matters, the task of cooking dinner tonight would probably fall on the shoulders of her husband, who has been free recently. superior.

When Mrs. Gojima arrived at the Hokage Tower, the old man wearing a robe symbolizing the third generation of Hokages was looking at the peaceful village on the lower ground with his hands behind his back. The light blue smoke from the pipe rolled up into the air, as if it was about to form a low cloud.

"You are looking for me."

The Sandaime withdrew his gaze from a distance and turned around: "Oh, Yumiko. How are you doing lately?"

"Everything went well. I'm sorry for my thoughts, Hokage-sama."

"In the blink of an eye, Xiaoquan has become a ninja who can stand alone. Time flies so fast. I originally thought you would not send her down this path. It will be their time soon."

"Koizumi has always had her own ideas." When mentioning her only daughter, Mrs. Longjima showed a soft look on her face, "It's just that she is too quiet."

The third generation laughed happily and said, "Quietness is not necessarily a bad thing." The old man paused for a while, "Back to the topic, I called you here today because there is a task that requires your ability——"

On the border of the Fire Country, near the countryside, stood a mansion with white walls and red tiles. The land of more than 60 square meters in radius, except for the building located in the middle, is completely surrounded by bluestone logs and lush greenery that can only be seen in watercolor paintings. The brand-new enameled railings show off their power, folded several times and hidden among the layers of trees, as if to avoid being peeled off by the sun. In the most conspicuous place at the door of the house, the name of the owner is hung.

Tamikawa House.

Many guests came to the living room today. It was almost the magic moment, and the dusk sunlight slanted in from the window, cutting a knife across the tabletop of Tamikawa's house, dividing the entire tabletop into two unequal parts.

Sitting opposite Mr. Tamikawa was a woman dressed as a traveler. Judging from her appearance alone, if she were thrown into the crowd, it would be difficult to find her based on memory. Her face was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and there was a plain black wakizashi with a black knife handle placed a few inches beside her knees.

Mr. Tamikawa is Mrs. Gongjima's employer during this trip - the mission assigned by the third generation is really meaningful, so for the sake of safety, Mrs. Gongjima temporarily changed her name to [Yayoi]. This name has followed her since she first became a Jonin and accepted missions, witnessing the life and death of countless enemies and friends. The origin is even older than the change of her surname from Fushan to Longdao.

The small pool in the courtyard is reflected on the plain white sliding door, glowing with sparkling light. There seem to be fish swimming deep in it, wagging their tails to disperse the bright spots.

Mr. Tamikawa looks a bit older than his actual age. The hair on his forehead was a decayed leaden color, like weeds growing on the edge of an uncared for city wall. He was pulled out of the soil almost hysterically, but his legs and feet were flattened and stuck in the middle of the rubble. Hold on to the barren land. The Tamikawa ancestors can be regarded as relatives of the nobles of the Fire Country. Even if they are no longer directly connected to the Daming Palace, they still have the temperament of the older generation of nobles. This historic and slightly renovated house was passed down from the Tamuchuan ancestors.

When it came to this generation, it was originally Mr. Tamikawa's only daughter who should inherit the family business.

Mrs. Longjima glanced at the woman in the photo on the bookcase. She has an outstanding appearance, wearing a black-bottomed Yumai printed yukata, holding the trophies of goldfish fishing in her hand, looking back at the person taking the photo and smiling coquettishly. The photo freezes the beauty's face in her teenage years, as if this has never left a mark on her face.

Mrs. Tamikawa poured tea for the ninjas of Konoha and knelt down on the tatami again.

The village where Tamikawa House is located has had few wars since its establishment, and there are only a handful of ninjas. The villagers have always lived a stable and peaceful life. After living here for a long time, it is easy to feel the stasis of time. There is no sun or moon, it seems that I am soaked in the warm and soft time and the bright sunlight all day long. Only here can you have the illusion that time is a rare mercy.

But in this prosperous and peaceful village, time flows quietly. It seems to be gentle, without the bad intentions seen elsewhere.

It was just a few months ago that the atmosphere here suddenly changed. A sense of fate that was so heavy that it could crush the entire land into powder hung over the village. It was at such a peaceful time when the disaster first began to emerge, and the sunset was shining late. No one could have predicted that the tragedy would end here - would the devil behave so innocently and peacefully when he first appeared? Mr. Tamichuan suddenly coughed.

"Please tell me what happened here." The woman demanded.