Long Live The Hokage

Nagato was born in the 29th year of Konoha, and was brought back to the country of Uzumaki by Masahiko when he was five years old. Konan was also born in Konoha in 29. He was found by Masahiko when he was eight years old, and brought back to the country of Uzumaki as a disciple.

It is now the beginning of November in Konoha's 56th year. Both of them are 28 years old. After 20 years of ups and downs, they are finally getting together.

If it weren't for the damned Kirabi, both of your children would be able to make soy sauce, and you still want to invite him to your wedding? Masahiko faced Nagato in front of him, rather resentful: Aren't you afraid that Xiaonan will be there in front of you? Fall out with you at the wedding?

Nagato scratched his head and said with a chuckle, Yo, Xiaonan agreed.

Masahiko was dumbfounded: Your wedding is up to you! What date is it set for?

December 31st. It just so happens that this year's New Year is the triennial celebration of the Uzumaki Kingdom. If the wedding is held at this time, it will be regarded as a day earlier than the celebration.

Masahiko once again hated iron for being weak: On the second day of the wedding, you are busy presiding over the celebration? How could I have such a stupid disciple like you?

Nagato blinked: Yo! But this is what Xiaonan requested, teacher...

Masahiko was dumb again: Okay, you can figure it out. Who is the wedding host?

Nagato pondered: I originally wanted you to host, but Xiaonan said that she wanted you to attend as her elder...

No problem. Let's just forget about being the host, I've already given up on vulgarity.

Nagato scratched his head: So I'm going to let Brother Minato be the host of the wedding.

Masahiko pondered for a moment, and found that there was nothing to ask, and Nagato had arranged everything very well. Fortunately, he flashed over from Konoha at night, wanting to give some advice to these two disciples...

The little eagle flutters its wings and soars. It doesn't need my eagle...uh, the big roc...it doesn't need my kunpeng to worry about it. Go to sleep!

...

Time flies, time flies.

Konoha's 56 years is gradually coming to an end.

Masahiko always felt that this year passed very quickly, but after thinking about it, he realized that he spent half of this year in his sleep...

The wedding of Nagato and Xiaonan is getting closer and closer, and the preparations for Uzumaki Country are in full swing, but Masahiko is sitting in a daze in Yile Ramen Restaurant.

He is remembering the past.

It's amazing to fully wake up the memory. For so many years, the frown and smile of the hand slap... Cough, every expression and every sentence of the hand slap is imprinted in his heart. Masahiko has been able to confirm that there is a problem with the hand slap, it is not an illusion!

Now there is only one irrefutable proof, Masahiko is going to attend the wedding tomorrow, and after the reunion dinner the day after tomorrow, he will try it himself!

Father, why are you in a daze again? Sara's voice came: It's noon, let's have a bowl of ramen.

Eat a bowl of ramen? Ramen! Looking at the large bowl of miso char siu ramen in front of him, Masahiko suddenly lifted his spirits, filling in the final reasoning gap.

There is only one truth: Two years ago when I was depressed, Shuda made me a very delicious bowl of ramen, and I even tasted 'happiness' in it. At that time, I suspected that his cooking skills were level 10. It’s not at the level that an ordinary person can achieve!”

Over the years, Masahiko has concluded that no matter what skills, the eighth level in the system is the limit of ordinary people, the ninth level requires blood or talent beyond ordinary people, and the tenth level can be called 'immortal'.

Father, what's the matter with you? You've been in a daze? Sarah was slightly worried.

I'm fine, very fine. Masahiko tilted his head and spoke, his brain spinning wildly...

If you want to know if it's a level 10 cooking skill, you just need to add my cooking skill to level 10 and make a bowl of ramen to eat...

Huh? Song! Why did you come to my place? Sarah said suddenly.

Masahiko looked up in a daze, and saw the idiot who had been an apprentice in Konoha Ichiraku Ramen for more than ten years and hadn't graduated yet ran into the shop: Sister, the master has escaped!

Run away?! Masahiko was startled.

Song hesitated for a moment: Huh? I remember you seem to be...?

Masahiko breathed a sigh of relief: I am Sara's father Hagoromo,

I haven't seen you for so many years, you kid forgot me? What do you mean you beat your hand away?

Song scratched his head, the uncle Yuyi didn't look like this in his memory, and shouldn't he be so young? Fortunately, he is a complete fool, and now he has something urgent to say...

I went to the ramen restaurant early yesterday morning and found that the door of the store was not open, and there was a letter left by the master in the crack of the door.

Masahiko pursed his lips: Yesterday morning...continue talking!

Song was taken aback, and continued to speak with a mournful face: The master said in the letter that Yilela had accumulated too much wealth over the years, and was finally targeted by evil forces that he couldn't afford... He had already sold off all the branches secretly, saying it was If you want to go out with your family to avoid the limelight, you will return in as short as three to five years, or as long as ten or eight years.”

Go to his evil forces! Masahiko babbled: You bastard, don't need to confirm, there is indeed a problem!

Senior sister, the master said that Konoha's Ichiraku ramen belongs to me, and the Uzumaki country belongs to you, but you also know my craftsmanship, what should we do? And that evil force, will it take us out...

Sara was a little confused: Father, do you know what kind of evil force has targeted the master?

Masahiko sighed: Wait for me to check.

Seeing Masahiko's expression, Sara realized that something might be wrong, so she asked, Have you brought the master's letter?

Song nodded, and quickly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Sarah: I have it!

Sara took it, looked it over roughly, and found that what Song said was almost the same, and hesitated a moment later: Father, the master's handwriting...does it look familiar?

Masahiko took it in a daze, glanced at it twice, and took out a letter from his arms, with four words written on it: 'Sara is sick'.

Looking at the photo, Masahiko's mouth twitched, and he handed everything over to Sara.

Sara paused: It turns out that the letter was also written by the master. I didn't expect him to care all the time...Huh? No!

Masahiko rolled his eyes, there must be a ghost if he is right. It took a day and a half for the pine in front of me to rush from Konoha to the country of Uzumaki at the fastest speed. How could the hand fight know the news of the country of Uzumaki and deliver it to Masahiko in time?

But the slap seems to be really concerned about Sarah, reminding me to protect her... What's going on with this guy! Masahiko gritted his teeth.

Song looked at the noodles in front of Masahiko and licked his lips: It smells so good, senior sister, your craftsmanship is still so good.

As he said that, he cried again: I can't do it at all. The Yile Ramen in Muye Village has been shut down by me. Senior sister, please help me find a way. And there is that evil force, what should I do? ?”

Father? Sarah asked softly.

Masahiko sighed leisurely: Okay, you're going to hit me, the evil forces, right? The evil forces are coming to catch you!

I'm chasing you, if I catch you, I'll beat you... into a chrysanthemum!