Konoha's Foot-picking Immortal

On the sixth day after the New Year, Ye Shen walked down to the second floor refreshed, ready to welcome the last day of the New Year holiday.

This year I didn't have any rush tasks, so I spent the New Year's Eve comfortably. But work will start tomorrow. Whether it is medicinal materials needed for medical business or matcha powder needed for milk tea shop, some of them must be purchased in advance.

The only thing that made him uneasy was that he never dreamed of the solution to the subconscious sand manipulation technique.

"Stop reading Kakashi, come here and help me take out the food."

"Oh well."

As soon as he walked around the corner of the stairs, Ye saw Kakashi holding a rice cooker in one hand and reading a small book in the other, walking towards the dining table step by step.

He suddenly became energetic, jumped down the stairs in five steps, and rushed up to Kakashi and slapped Kakashi on the shoulder.

"What are you looking at? Where did you find the pornographic book?"

"I also want to ask you. This is Jiraiya-sama's story of strong perseverance. Where did the little pornographic book come from?"

Bai Ye glanced at him, and Kakashi's speechlessness was clearly visible even through the mask. He stopped reading and quickly placed the rice cooker on the dining table.

It seems that Kakashi is not addicted yet. It must be because this book is not attractive enough to him.

Ye thought he had grasped the key point, nodded and sat down at the dinner table.

Breakfast is a very ordinary tofu, rice, miso soup, and a glass of milk per person after the meal. And while a table of people were slowly drinking milk, there was a knock on the door of the office.

bang bang

"Open the door, open the door quickly"

"I'm coming"

Urushi ran over and opened the door, and then he saw a green shadow flying in and disappearing in front of everyone's eyes, and then Kakashi disappeared.

How is this going

Ye wiped her eyes and turned around to see that it was Gai who grabbed Kakashi by the collar and rushed to the stairs.

Look again, why are there more and more pimples on Kai’s face?

Even with his toes even touching the ground, Kakashi was still quite calm and didn't spill a drop of the milk in his hand. He looked directly at Kai, who was full of anger, and said calmly: "What's wrong, Kai, let me down first."

"How dare you ask me what's wrong? Look at my face."

Kakashi raised his eyes and looked up, still very calm: "Isn't it just acne? It's normal for your age."

"How dare you, a guy who doesn't even have a pimple, say that?" Kai was so angry that his whole body trembled. Several pimples popped up on his face instantly, and his blood began to spurt out.

"If you hadn't taught me to apply that Kaisellu, would I be like this?"

"Kaiseru, when did I ever use this?" He waved his sword to block a few flying white dots. Kakashi was a little confused about the situation.

Familiar, Kai became even more angry when he said that

"It's too much. I don't even use it myself, but in the end, I was tricked into using it."

Something bad

If this continues, something will happen. Ye quickly drank the milk in his hand, said hello and hurried out of the house.

Compared to the deserted atmosphere of the previous two days, the streets were lively again today. Various goods were piled on both sides of the streets. It seemed that the shops along the street had begun to renovate their stores.

Wandering aimlessly in this busy area, Ye felt very distressed.

"Oh, I didn't expect this kid Kai to be so stubborn. He actually wore Kaisellu for a whole year. What should I do now?"

Recalling that the pimples on Kai's face were almost as disfiguring, Ye suddenly felt a little guilty.

It was already difficult to find a girlfriend with Kai's conditions, and now he has been harmed by himself. This is going to be as awesome as the original.

How can I help him?

The more I think about it, the more troubled I become, and the more troubled I become, the more I think and meditate. It seems that I have fallen into a strange circle at night, and I can't get out of it.

Be careful, adults. There is a telephone pole ahead.

Mao Changji's reminder failed to get Ye out of this strange circle immediately. Just when he was about to hit the telephone pole, a strong arm suddenly lifted him up.

"Yo boy