Konoha no Hatake's happy wind male Konoha

"Good morning, Yasuo-kun."

"Orochimaru, don't stretch your neck suddenly. Although the software modification is an amazing invention, I still need time to digest it."

At noon the next day, Yasuo, who had worked overtime until late yesterday, got up from bed to pee. As a result, Orochimaru's neck suddenly extended in a strange arc and said hello to Yasuo.

"As expected of Yasuo-kun, that big idiot Jiraiya was so scared that he fell to the ground yesterday."

Looking at Orochimaru with a smile on his face, Yasuo nodded.

You see, after transformation and transformation, what a beautiful young boy, snow-white and pink, and now he can tell jokes.

God knows how Orochimaru fell into darkness step by step in time and space under the eyes of old man Sarutobi, the master of chicken soup.

What this master did was really unqualified.

Therefore, the old society turns people into ghosts, and the new society turns ghosts into people. The Chairman is sincere and will not deceive me.

But then again...

Yasuo put the treasure away, dipped his finger in some water, washed it quickly, and walked out swaggeringly.

As he walked, he said, "Has that guy Jiraiya come back from Mt. Myoboku?"

"Hey, Yasuo, your life is really cool."

Yasuo took a closer look and saw that Riraiya was wearing a five-person outfit and was sitting next to the coffee table waving to him.

How should I put it, this kind of temperament looks familiar to Yasuo, it has a strong aura of a big dog.

Jiraiya hasn't written a pornographic book yet, right?

How did you get rich?

Yasuo expressed some confusion.

Not only Jiraiya was in the room, Orochimaru, Tsunade and Yiko were also sitting nearby, and they were playing a simplified version of Gokoku Kill.

Judging from the fact that Jiraiya's forehead was covered with notes and Tsunade's forehead was bare, there was no gambling between the friends, it was just a simple pastime.

At this time, Keiko, who was wearing an apron, leaned out of the kitchen and shouted: "Today is a really good day, Yasuo, go to the martial arts field to find your brother. There will be a big dinner at noon today."

Yasuo said with a confused look on his face: "Just to celebrate Jiraiya's return from practice."

"Why, can't you?"

Keiko hit Yasuo's head with a rice spoon and said, "Jiraiya brought me a lot of gifts. He is more considerate than you, and...he is not the only guest today... ..”

"And Tsunade, I've seen them all, they are all edible guys."

Yasuo covered his head and walked out of the room muttering. Without the digital mode, Yasuo was really afraid of pain...

But speaking of it, can Tsunade be considered a guest if she comes here every three days to have a meal?

It probably doesn’t count.

It should be considered...a family...just like Orochimaru.

Feeling that his judgment was correct, Yasuo nodded and walked briskly toward the training ground.

......

"Um"

When passing by Yiko's hut, Yasuo seemed to vaguely hear the cry of a baby, not sure if it was an illusion.

But then he shook his head, the Hatake clan was almost extinct, where would the baby come from? After all, Yasuo's plan to revitalize the Hatake clan by marrying a wife was still far away.

As for Sakumo, that guy is a magician and knows how to use a hammer.

I must have heard it wrong. With my consciousness of asking someone, how could I possibly make a mistake with so many real eyes inserted into it.

Yasuo shook his head, and without observing carefully, he stopped caring about the matter and walked around several abandoned old houses to the Hatake family's martial arts arena.

......

The martial arts arena is a very unfamiliar place to Yasuo, even though it is less than 50 meters away from his bedroom.

But since he completely lost interest in the family's ninja sword skills, Yasuo has not been here for a long time.

Cheating... is a bad habit, but I can't quit it anymore...

Let's leave it to Sakumo and the others to work hard...

..........

It had been a long time since he had been here, and Yasuo was secretly surprised when he saw the layout of the martial arts arena.

This place almost copies the purgatory setting of the ANBU training facility.

As far as Yasuo knew, the training office used a set of super-exaggerated training methods for a period of time in order to stimulate the full potential of the ninjas being trained.

Basically, the ninjas trained in this way are all powerful warriors who are not afraid of death. However, once they get old and weak, they will soon be plagued by various diseases, and their later life will be quite bleak.

Here I have to praise my mentor Sima Zang.

That kind of inhumane training method was naturally the work of Danzo Shimura, who was extremely vicious, insidious and ruthless, with countless crimes and a scapegoat.

But in the past six months, as Sima Zang became the deputy minister of the ANBU and gradually took over the work of the ANBU, this life-extending training method has been basically abolished.

In the final analysis, Yasuo feels that this is still his own credit.

As a peer of Senju Hashirama, Sima Zang is no longer young.

If I didn’t have a service master who was meticulous about everything, and if I didn’t serve a variety of fried chicken, pork head, barbecued pork rice, cola, orange water, cream pudding on time every day...

Master, he must have gone to Hexi long ago

Even if I didn't burp, I definitely wouldn't be able to work overtime every day like I do now.

Otherwise, how could the original time and space allow Danzo to cover the sky with only one hand in ANBU?

So the filial piety I show my master every day is not causing trouble for Danzo.

Yasuo felt that his idea was impeccable and without any problems.

Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements

It was here that Hayate Yasuo, the iron-blooded swordsman, saved the village through curves and protected Konoha again.

......

Then again, I didn't expect that even though the ANBU was abolished, Sakumo was still practicing such a dangerous practice at home. No wonder he was also a short-lived ghost.

But now...

Although Sakumo is a little more old-fashioned, even though he wants to be a little stronger, even though he is a little dazed in order to become stronger...

But with a capable younger brother like him, is all this still a problem?

Thinking like this, Yasuo didn't bother to correct Sakumo's self-mutilation behavior. Anyway, if he was exhausted through training, he could nurse it back.

My stupid Onii-chan, you really don’t make people worry.

Shaking his head, Yasuo walked into the martial arts arena, intending to see if Sakumo had defeated him through training.

"Eh"

Yasuo stood stunned in the wind, his thoughts a little confused.

Is the aspiration for martial arts that we promised to live or die?

I promised that in order to revive the family, I would rather spend my life.

I promised to sweat like rain and challenge myself.

Do the white-haired boy who is sleeping soundly on the training equipment and the small wine bottle rolling on the ground have anything to do with these words?

"Yiko...listen to my explanation..."

"Huang, go quickly..."

Suddenly, several vague murmurs in his sleep broke the silent atmosphere. Yasuo looked at Sakumo who was struggling but could not wake up, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought...

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