Naruto's Soft Rice is Delicious

"Is it delicious? Do you want to agree?"

Xinghuo shook his head without thinking about it.

Just kidding, what are you going to do by yourself when you can't even handle things in Japan?

The fact that one man with a thousand soldiers was abolished must have spread all over the streets and alleys, and it is impossible to bluff anyone even if he wants to.

Huahuo did not give up, but raised her chin, raised her chest deliberately, and said slowly:

"If—you can—make daimyo—change his mind. Besides this, there are more—great—things~"

"!!!"

"(Ha! Great, it worked!)"

Huahuo was happy for less than half a second, and Xinghuo shook his head again with rippling eyes.

"... Very, very powerful. If, if you can not only let the daimyo get rid of the Hyuga clan as guards, but let the Uchiha clan go. It doesn't matter if it's this... that's fine, that, that, that, that also."

Starfire shook his head again.

"Plus, plus sister, how, how, how!"

Starfire shook his head again and again.

"...Shaking, shaking, what else can you do besides shaking your head!!!!!!"

"Ouch!!!"

The foot that was stuffed in Huahuo's mouth kicked in, and Xinghuo rolled his eyes.

At this time, he finally understood what Hinata usually felt in his throat before eating throat lozenges.

……

25 minutes later, in the hospital corridor.

Huahuo, who had given up the treatment, walked back to Xinghuo's ward with an angry face, holding the freshly washed apple in his hand.

She threatened Xinghuo for a long time just now.

Even if he threatened Xinghuo's second life, he never agreed.

Although very upset, but thinking of Uchiha Satsuki, Hanabi can barely understand Xinghuo's unwillingness to agree.

With the palms and backs of his hands full of flesh, it is reasonable for him to choose to stay aloof and be a bystander.

"...Just directly...in the future...I don't know when I will be able to meet you in the future."

Standing outside the ward, muttering and struggling for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she slammed the door open.

"I've washed the apples, let's fix it... fix it..."

As soon as the door opened, Hanabi saw it.

The older sister who didn't know when she came back was feeding Xinghuo apples with her mouth.

"Agreed? You just said you agreed to change your mind, please don't go back on your word. Come on, ah—"

"Once a man says something, it's hard to follow. Ben [Thousand Kills!], he did what he said, ah——"

Kacha Kacha Kacha~

The sound of Xinghuo chewing an apple, and... the sound of Huahuo grinding his teeth.

"...Wh, what, sister, sister, you will agree if you say a word, I said... say... big pig!!!!"

"Ugh!"

An apple hit Xinghuo's right eye socket.

"You are so... Damn, you run really fast."

Chapter 192 Funeral

The burial ceremony of the three generations was held on the second day after the 'Great War' ended.

Because on the first day, the village had to clean up all kinds of post-war messes, and the wounded who had been involved too deeply also needed treatment.

Many tears of grief were shed at the funeral.

Various scenarios are like ecological chains.

Konoha Maru was being comforted by Naruko, and Naruko was being comforted by Jiraiya.

Of course, there are also people who mutter strange words among them.

A 20-year-old 'grandmother' looked at the tombstones of three generations with sadness and relief, and thought of someone.

"Gaofeng, you're going too fast, and it's too late to catch up with this kind of time."

"Xiyan, Moonlight Gale, who died of illness at home, I have already made him a hero. To be buried here, I managed a lot of people. Tonight at eight o'clock in the Nuanchun Hotel, Room [-], I will always , have been waiting for your reply."

Danzo spoke to Uzuki Xiyan in a low voice, as if he was comforting the family of the deceased.

——This village is too dirty.

It has been decided that if Naruko becomes Hokage, then he will replace Danzo as Konoha's shadow.