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But Mingshi suddenly let go of his hand and stopped.

Shikamaru was confused, but he followed her gaze and understood.

A person walked back slowly from a distance, stepping into the cold winter air.

The cold moonlight enveloped his body, making him look more majestic than before.

Mingshi's voice was imperceptible, "Brother Itachi."

But he did hear it and looked towards her. A faint smile climbed to the corner of his lips, which also made him feel warmer.

Itachi glanced at Shikamaru and the guard at the door, and asked calmly, "What's going on?"

Mingshi told the story about coming to send the invitation letter.

"Then give it to me and I'll hand it over to Sasuke for you." Itachi took the invitation from her, with the words 'Sasuke personally' written in beautiful handwriting.

"Itachi, you..." One of the guards couldn't help but say something, but considering the presence of outsiders, he didn't say the rest.

Itachi looked at the two of them with emotionless eyes, and the other person also remained silent and did not express his position.

"It's getting late, and you have a flower protector, so I won't send you off. Be careful on the way back." He looked at Shikamaru, and finally met Narumi's slightly worried eyes.

As if he knew what she was worried about, he tapped her forehead with his finger and said, "Go ahead."

Itachi's expression was calm, and the next second he turned around and walked towards the guard.

Naomi was trapped in her own emotions and suddenly spoke when she reacted.

"Sorry, I held you subconsciously just now. I thought the person next to me was Naruto."

Shikamaru put his hands back in his pockets, "If Naruto had just shouted at Sasuke at the gate."

"Yes." Thinking of her brother's loud voice, the expression on her face became more relaxed.

After walking to a place with more street lights, she said to Shikamaru, "Thank you, I'll see you later. I remembered that I had somewhere else to go."

Then there was a whoosh and disappeared.

Shikamaru tilted his head and thought about tonight's events.

He is also a thoughtful person. What he saw tonight is definitely not normal. He is also a little confused. He should go back and ask his father.

Arriving at a deserted street, Narumi spoke to the air, "I know someone is there, and I want to see Mr. Sencai Ren."

What responded to her was the wind blowing from the street.

Naomi sighed and threw something towards the street light behind him.

The ninja who had led her to see Qiancairen at the Rising Sun Tower that day appeared on the top of the lamp, and used a knife to split open the... candy she threw at her.

The person confronting her didn't reply for a long time, and Mingshi just watched quietly without feeling anxious.

"it is good."

The figure on the lamp disappeared and then appeared in front of Mingshi. He made a seal, but the two of them arrived at the door of the Hokage's house.

Narumi knocked on the door, and the people inside greeted her. She opened the door and sat at the table. The Third Hokage was holding a scroll and reading it. Sitting next to him, Chizaito was holding a teacup and sipping lightly. She said hello softly. .

Sandai's pipe was clearly extinguished under the light. He looked at Qiancai Ren, then motioned Narumi to sit down and asked, "When did you know someone was following you?"

"I've always known that before it was Anbu, it was later replaced by Qian-senpai." Narumi didn't hide it.

The third generation was stunned, "It is indeed the child of those two people." He lowered his eyes.

Qiancairen didn't make a sound, he understood this clearly in his heart. At this moment, his eyes were watching his nose, his nose was watching his heart, and he sat quietly without saying a word.

"What happened to Uchiha?" Narumi directly stated his purpose of coming tonight.

The third generation looked at her sharply, "What did you say?"

Narumi recounted what he saw about the Uchiha tonight, combining the notes left by his father with his own observations and analysis.

"I believe that people around me will naturally report abnormal information, so you must be very aware of the Uchiha situation." Narumi was stunned, "Such a thing is still happening/or is about to happen even if you know about it, It is impossible for Konoha to let this situation go, either it has already prepared a response and is waiting to see what happens, or the high-level internal policies have not reached an agreement."

The more Mingshi spoke, the darker the third generation's face became.

"Uchiha, are you going to rebel?"

After she finished speaking, Sandai's pipe was slammed heavily on the table.

Qiancai Ren raised his eyelids and glanced at Sandai. It was rare and strange. He had seen it before, and he was not surprised at all by the conclusion Mingshi could draw at this moment.

Narumi looked at the third generation. When she told the deduction, she was observing the third generation's expression step by step, and his reaction confirmed his guess, "It turns out to be the worst case scenario. I thought it was just the power within the Uchiha." Group dispute.”

The third generation pressed his forehead, as if her sensitivity was a headache.

Children in the ninja group are very precocious, and during the war years, children of this age would also enter the battlefield early, just like he and Saito did back then.

But when peace comes, he hopes his children can enjoy their hard-won childhood.

The child in front of me occasionally sends living expenses in person when he is free, and even calls him grandpa with a sweet smile.

When I was bullied before, I cried and sought his protection.

And now she is sitting here, telling step by step the crisis that the village is currently unable to solve, her eyes revealing a sharpness and maturity that is not for her age.

It happened to correspond to Qiancairen's request when he came to his house.

Mingshi closed her eyes, "I don't mean anything else. My younger brother's identity is too sensitive, so I have to be careful." There was a hint of tiredness in her tone, "I only have one question. No matter what happens, will it happen?" Does it have any impact on Naruto's current condition?"

"Why do you think Naruto is involved?"

"Because he is Konoha's humanoid weapon." Naomi smiled miserably, with helplessness on her face.

"I know there are people in the village who think he should be held independently, or directly trained as a weapon. It was you who always advocated that he have a life like ordinary people. Our life now is the best result under your mediation. But now that the village is facing such a crisis, I have to worry about the future changes in his situation." Mingmi looked at the third generation, "I just want him to live a better life."

The third generation was once again shocked by what Mingmi was thinking about. He was usually a quiet person. Listening to the ANBU report, he thought that Mingmi was just a child with a more thoughtful and mature mind like the fourth generation. But today's From these words, it is obvious that she has observation and analysis abilities that far exceed those of her peers, even many adult ninjas.

"It'll be okay, Naruto or Uchiha."

Mingshi listened to Sandai's words and looked into the old man's eyes. She wanted to search for it in her eyes. It might be deception, it might be concealment, but some of it was his affirmation.

"I haven't been here tonight. You should go to bed earlier."

Sandai understood the meaning of her words and knew that he did not need to ask her again.

Just as she was about to summon the ANBU to take her back, Sandai seemed to have thought of something, "Do you want to come to the Hokage's office for an internship?"

Mingshi was quiet for a moment before replying, "Yes." There was no eye contact with Qiancai Ren.

When Shikamaru returned home, his parents were sitting at the dinner table looking at him with intense eyes.

When he saw it, there were a lot of dishes left for him on the table.

"How is it? When did it start?"

"Where are you from?"

Shikamaru smiled bitterly while holding his dish.

After Yoshino saw that he couldn't ask anything, he started to clear the plates on the table.

Shikamaru's chopsticks froze.

After the meal, his father sat in the tea room reading a book, and Shikamaru asked about his doubts about Uchiha tonight.

He also told the question Narumi asked him about Uchiha.

"This matter is a bit complicated. You may not be able to fully understand it until you are older. That little girl Uzumaki is quite transparent."

After his son walked away, Shikaku's expression became serious.

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