People are in Hokage, one person at a time

"Damn you kid, what are you talking about!"

At the Akimichi Barbecue Restaurant, behind the messy tables and chairs, Chunin Matasuke looked at Qingyuan not far away with his face flushed and ferocious.

Including Qingyuan's friends, even a seasoned ninja who has been a ninja for ten years couldn't help but be speechless after hearing Qingyuan's retelling of the ninja regulations.

After all, the life of a ninja is very boring. Apart from training, there are tasks. There are also many ninjas in their twenties who have not found a girlfriend, plus the harsh living conditions.

Fighting in the dark will put a lot of mental pressure on the ninja.

Naturally, in order to relieve mental stress, in addition to kabuki, drinking, barbecue and bragging to each other are also inevitable.

Today you go to work as a bodyguard for the Daimyo Lady, and tomorrow who will leave the Country of Fire to experience the customs and customs of the surrounding small countries.

Although there is a risk of intelligence leakage, 90% of the useless information is obviously not worth putting online.

If any of the chunin here could perform an S-level mission, it would be enough to brag about in the drinking hall for half a lifetime.

But what's going on with this ninja regulations? If you talk about it at the wine shop...it involves the ANBU minister...

hiss~

Everyone took a breath, and even the alcohol on their bodies had dissipated a lot due to global warming.

Damn it, are you careless? This stuff is something we little chuunin can listen to?

Their eyes flickered, and many people lowered their heads and acted like ostriches.

Not to mention the authenticity of the information that Mata said, the scope involved alone was enough for the ANBU to invite everyone present to the Torture Department for tea.

This is killing people!

Everyone looked at Qingyuan with some gratitude, but if this little thing hadn't gone online and left the barbecue restaurant, no one would have taken this matter seriously...right?

"I'm not talking nonsense. It seems that uncle has forgotten the contents of the ninja regulations."

Qingyuan said leisurely: "If the teacher of the Ninja School at that time knew, a student like you is really..."

"How can you practice it? I'm warning you, kid, don't talk nonsense!"

Matasuke pointed at Qingyuan and roared: "A brat who has never graduated from a ninja school, what qualifications do you have to comment on ninja affairs?"

"Do you know how cruel the battlefield is? Do you know how many people are needed to make up for a major loss? You obviously don't understand anything, but you are still here..."

"Okay, Matsuki, okay, okay!"

"Why are you angry with a bunch of brats?"

The companion on the side quickly hugged the excited body.

"Say less, why are you angry with a child?"

At the same time, the friends who had come to their senses also took action to pull Qingyuan to sit down.

"That's a chuunin, Qingyuan, it's better not to continue talking."

Lin Wu looked at Qingyuan worriedly, while Hong on the side also looked indignant.

"If he dares to do anything, I will call my father!"

"Call me daddy? Ah, that's okay!"

Qingyuan thought silently, and did not look at the jumping chuunin again, but just looked at Kakashi calmly.

For a moment, Kakashi didn't know what to do. It was obvious that he should take the lead, but if it were Qingyuan...

"Yes, Qingyuan, we all believe in you."

"But this classmate, what does this have to do with trusting Qingyuan?"

Upon hearing Kai's question, Obito, who had always been a brother, froze in place.

"Remember your name, you bastard!"

Obito flew forward and grabbed Kai's neck, but how could Kai, who had already developed into a youthful superman, be caught so easily.

"You also have to compete. Although you are not Kakashi, youth cannot be denied. Since you are full, then run around Konoha ten times. If you can't finish, jump rope 100,000 times. If you can't finish the jump..."

"Listen to me, you bastard!"

The two stupid classmates ran out chasing each other, leaving Kakashi to face Qingyuan and the three girls.

"I... uh, thank you, I mean... I'll go check out."

Covering his face, Kakashi slinked to the front desk.

Although there is still a little money missing, Kakashi, who has begun to evolve a little, has learned the skill of credit without any teacher.

Everyone turned and left, no one paying attention to the jumping Chuunin, leaving only a ping-pong paddle-like pattern at the scene of the crime.

"Just wait for me, kid!"

……

"Don't you care?"

"what?"

After bidding farewell to the three little sisters, Qingyuan and Kakashi walked slowly.

"Of course Uncle Sakumo."

Qingyuan put his arms behind his head and said: "Although the rumors are not credible, the overall quality of Konoha ninja is still..."

"You think that's true?"

Kakashi rolled his eyes angrily. If he couldn't defeat this bitch, he would have drawn his sword to defend his father's glorious image.

"You haven't thought about it?"

"It's impossible. How could a Suna ninja let his father fail?"

"But you should have heard that Uncle Sakumo gave up the mission on his own initiative."

"Then it's even more impossible."

Kakashi tossed his head.

"Those guys must be jealous of my father's strength."

"I see."

Qingyuan nodded in agreement and said: "After all, the ANBU captain also has an armband symbolizing Hokage, right?"

"uh-huh!"

"But what if what they said is true, Uncle Sakumo gave up the mission on his own initiative."

"Then father must have a reason to give up the mission."

Kakashi said with great determination, if the dead fish eyes could be made wider, it might be more picturesque.

"You really think so?"

Qingyuan looked at Kakashi in surprise. The contrast between the state of Sakumo's little fanboy and the bitter and grudged ANBU killer later was too obvious.

"What happened to you today?"

Kakashi stared at Qingyuan quite unhappily, looking at the other party's high ponytail. One day, one day, he must give it a knife.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little abstract."

Qingyuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"I just hope you remember your answer."

"Don't worry about it."

Rolling his eyes, Kakashi turned his back and waved goodbye to Qingyuan seemingly coolly.

"Sure enough, the unbeaten Kakashi really looks like Sasuke."

Shaking his head, Qingyuan turned around and left. Instead of worrying about Shuomao's situation, it was the one who worried Qingyuan more.

"The root method? Guoying is really a self-taught expert."

Controlling public opinion, using force to suppress others, coupled with a little conspiracy and unscrupulous means, it is reasonable for Konoha to decline to this point.

Isn't it that the reason why dreams are called dreams is because dreams cannot be reflected in reality?

From a certain perspective, Madara is really a practitioner of surrealism.

Unfortunately, they were all deceived.

Looking at the rising moon, Qingyuan sighed slightly.

"In this case, I have to suffer Kakashi for a while."