Naruto: My Own Wind

As they set out on the road to the hot spring town, Kazama was still a little confused. Was Wasabi Jiro really so carefree? He remembered that Wasabi was a serious hardworking model.

Looking at Wasabi Jiro's slightly hunched back, Fengjian suddenly realized that this old man Wasabi was old and it was not good for him to always work hard. He also needed to relax.

Soaking in hot springs can not only relieve fatigue, but also relax your mind and feast your eyes, killing two birds with one stone.

Sure enough, the boss is the boss.

The group arrived at the hot spring town the next morning, almost as fast as they were on a sightseeing trip.

"Kazama, is there something on your mind? You don't look very happy." The Oza put his hand on Kazama's shoulder, with a smile on his face, "Are you tired?"

Kazama was too lazy to talk. He shook his head at Oza and went back to his hotel room. Even when Oza invited him to take a hot spring bath, he remained indifferent.

After working as a handyman for a day yesterday, Fengjian was not tired physically but felt depressed in his heart. He had to light the fire and cook, and also keep watch all night. This made the boss praise himself for his hard work, Sagiri laugh at him, and Ikki laugh at himself.

In fact, Fengjian didn't want to do that. It was all caused by the system tasks. Two D-level and one C-level tasks were almost like a nanny's task, and he was helpless.

Lying on the bed, Fengjian couldn't help but wonder if this damn system was playing a malicious trick on him. Most of the tasks issued were D-level tasks, and the points were pitifully few. It would be a pity to give them up if they were taken.

He opened the system, looked at the ninjutsu points he wanted to redeem, as well as the points needed to upgrade his bloodline limit, and then took a look at all the current points. Kazama was instantly defeated by reality. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and little by little it has to accumulate into a big one!

After lying on the bed for a while, Fengjian's depression was swept away. In order to get points, he had to figure it out, whether he could understand it or not.

"Ding, there is a new task, host, do you want to accept it?"

Accept.

"Ding, accept the D-level mission: deliver a bottle of shochu to Wasabi Jiro-chan."

It’s another errand task, and I have to pay for it out of my own pocket, but in the end I only get ten points. System, you are so cruel!

After complaining, Kazama left the hotel, found a tavern, and bought three pots of shochu.

As for why he sold three pots, Fengjian planned to reward himself and take a hot spring bath.

When they arrived at the hot spring, there was a crossroads and Fengjian chose the left without hesitation.

Why choose the left side? Because there are signs: the left side is male, the right side is female, and the middle is mixed.

The meaning is very simple. The left side is for men to take a hot spring bath, the right side is for women, and the middle is where men and women mix.

Based on Kazama's understanding of Wasabi Jiro, the old man doesn't like mixed bathing very much. What's more, his niece is accompanying him this time, so he must be in the hot spring on the left.

Besides, considering the mixed bathing here, Kazama could only curl his lips and smile.

Whoever wants to go can go, but he is not going.

When we walked into the hot spring, we saw Wasabi Jironaga, Oza and Ikki, the three of them were half lying in the hot spring with their upper bodies exposed. Each of them had a rosy face and looked like they were enjoying it very much.

"Hey, Kazama, you're not coming, are you?" Oza teased.

"Tsk, who said I won't come." He picked up two trays and placed two pots of shochu on the first tray. He pushed the tray gently and the tray floated towards Wasabi Jiro-chan.

"Shochu, not bad, haha..." Wasabi Jirocho picked up a pot of shochu, poured himself a glass, and sniffed it up to his nostrils, "Kazama, you came just in time."

After Wasabi Jiro finished speaking, he took a sip of shochu with great relish.

"Boss, it's a good thing I'm here, otherwise..." Glancing at Dazuo, Fengjian showed a playful smile, "Boss, let Dazuo look after the house next time.

He is a henpecked man. Not only does he not drink the wine, he also doesn't dare to buy it, which makes the boss miss out on the treat. Next time, I'll just leave it at home to guard the gate."

Kazama's remarks made Wasabi Jironaga laugh uncontrollably, and made Oza so furious that he was about to stand up and fight Kazama to his life.

It was Yimu who, without interrupting his laughter, held the elder in place and prevented him from embarrassing himself.

After all, the Wasabi clan all knew that Oza could not defeat Kazama.

Ignoring the glare of the elder, Kazama placed the last pot of shochu on the tray. He also looked like Wasabi Jiro and was half lying in the hot spring.

When his body was surrounded by the warm water, Fengjian almost cried out in comfort. He showed an expression of enjoyment and thought to himself, no wonder so many people like to take a hot spring bath, it really is so comfortable.

This feeling of comfort made Fengjian close his eyes, forgetting the anger of the boss and the system prompt sound. At this moment, he just wanted to rest.

The boss shouted twice, but seeing that Fengjian ignored him, he felt bored, so he picked up the shochu and poured himself a glass.

After drinking it all in one gulp, the elder nodded with satisfaction. Hot spring and shochu, this is the perfect match.

Seeing that Yimu was a little reserved, Wasabi Jirocho picked up the wine glass and pushed the tray to him, "Yimu, have some shochu to warm your stomach."

Fengjian, who was still resting with his eyes closed, was awakened by a sentence from Wasabi Jiro. The phrase "drinking wine to warm the stomach" is the most ridiculous. Can wine warm the stomach? It's more like burning the stomach.

Although Fengjian didn't laugh out loud, he was still noticed by the elder, who said with a gloating look, "Fengjian, what are you laughing at?

Aren't you laughing at the boss for being wrong?"

"No, I just had a dream." Feng Jian picked up the wine pot and said as he poured wine, "I dreamed that someone was pulled by the ears by his wife and beaten with a feather duster, leaving bruises all over his back. How pitiful!"

As soon as Fengjian finished speaking, Yimu stared at Daizo in a daze. He remembered that there seemed to be some old scars on Daizo's back, which looked like they were caused by something.

Is it...

Yimu's mouth instantly turned into an O shape and he quickly covered it with his hands.

Wasabi Jirocho shook his head slightly, he knew it very well in his mind.

As for the Oza, he was stunned at first, then his face turned red, and finally he roared: "Kazama, you are lying on my roof again!"

Before he finished saying the word "roof", the elder stood up and rushed towards Fengjian.

How could Fengjian let him fall? The moment Daizuo stood up, he ran out of the hot spring with the wine jug and wine glass.

Pfft!

As a result, it was obvious that after drinking two sips of the hot spring water, it warmed his stomach.

The waves were rolling, and Wasabi Jiro was quick-witted and lifted the tray to prevent it from being hit by the waves and knocked into the hot spring.

The Oza stood up from the hot spring and was about to chase Kazama on the shore, but was stopped by Wasabi Jiro.

After the boss spoke, the big seat sat back in the hot spring with reluctance and helplessness.

In fact, the boss knew in his heart that he could not catch Fengjian at all, but this guy was too annoying. He always came uninvited, but he could not do anything about him.

Seeing this, Kazama chuckled, put the shochu aside, turned around and ran out.

"What are you doing, Kazama-senpai?"

"Leave him alone, he can do whatever he wants." Looking at the shochu, the lord's eyes lit up, "Ichimu, go! Bring the shochu over, let's drink it."

"But... this belongs to Kazama-senpai. He will be unhappy if you take it." Yimu said timidly.

"It's okay, just say I took it." The elder waved his hand generously.

"this…"

"Ichimu, go ahead." Wasabi Jiro shook the wine jug in his hand, but there was no sound of water.

Seeing the boss' order, Yimu had no choice but to do as he was told and brought the liquor over.

The Oza first poured a glass for Wasabi Jirocho, and then poured himself a glass.

After drinking it all, the master smacked his lips and said, "This is life."

Wasabi Jiro-chan put down his wine glass and looked like he was enjoying it.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer.

When Oza opened his eyes, he saw Kazama coming back again.

"Brother Daizo, come, have a cigarette." Fengjian came to Daizo with a smile and handed him a cigarette.

"Haha...you kid!" Daizuo was very happy. He took the cigarette. Fengjian lit it for him. He took a deep breath and showed a comfortable expression.

"Ding, complete the D-level mission and get 10 points."

Hearing the prompt in his head, Fengjian smiled. Although it was a D-level mission with few points, it was safe and simple, so it was actually quite cost-effective.

Glancing back, Kazama asked loudly, "Where's my shochu?"

"Ikki drank it." Wasabi Jirocho and Oza said in unison.

Yimu was very surprised, because this was not what he said before.

"Yi Mu, you are very good."

Looking at Kazama's evil smile, Ikki froze in the hot spring.