Rated Hokage

In the evening, it began to rain lightly.

Zhen was summoned to go to the residence of Hinata Hinata.

The living room was lit with warm yellow lights, but there was no one in there.

"Is it really here?"

The voice of Rizuki came from the study.

"Yes, Nizuzu-sama."

"come in."

Zhen took off his shoes at the door and walked in slowly and softly. The door of the study room was open, and Hizuru could be seen bending over the desk and writing something on the rice paper with a brush.

"Have you had dinner?" Rizu asked without raising his head.

"No."

"Let's eat together later."

"Eh?" Zhen's eyes moved slightly, and then he looked surprised.

"What's wrong?" Rizu asked, raising his eyes and taking a look.

"No...that's a little bad." Zhen said hesitantly, "How can I have dinner with Nizuzu-sama."

"What's the matter, you and I are of the same clan, what's wrong with having a meal together."

"Thank you, Nizuzu-sama, then I will bother you."

After he really said this, he stood quietly at the side and didn't speak anymore, watching Rizu splashing ink there.

After a long while, Rizu breathed a sigh of relief, put down his pen, picked up his work and looked at it carefully.

He looked at Zhen, pointed to his work and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhenzhen has been watching from the sidelines just now, and the level of Japanese foot is estimated to be a beginner, and the writing is barely average.

He remembered that Sandai Hokage seemed to love calligraphy very much.

"Very powerful."

"Do you know calligraphy?" Rizu was slightly surprised.

"I don't understand, but Mr. Nizuzu's work must be very powerful."

Rizu couldn't help laughing when he heard his honest and straightforward words, and said, "You can really talk."

He came out from behind the desk and walked out of the study.

The two talked while walking, and Zhen followed Rizu half a step behind, out of the living room and walked along the pavilion corridor to another courtyard.

On the way, Rizu asked questions about life, and seemed to be expressing his concern for Zhenzhen.

The rain tended to fall harder and harder. Although the two of them walked under the pavilion and corridor, they could not get wet, but the wind blowing from time to time carried the raindrops and swept them coldly.

Before arriving at another courtyard, a young woman dressed as a servant was waiting for them with two umbrellas in her hand.

I really know her, Hyuga Haruna, Hyuga Ayano's maid.

"Master Nizuzu." Hyuga Harucha saluted Nizuzu, handed the umbrella in his hand to Zhen, and held up the umbrella for him.

At this time, Zhen also understood that Nizutsu said that we should have dinner together, so it turned out that he came to Ayano's place.

Ayano's residence is much larger than Ayari's. After all, she is the wife of the future patriarch, and only she can enjoy the servant treatment like Chuncha, except for the clan.

I often go to Ayano's house, but it's the first time I come to Ayano's house. The display inside is obviously much more luxurious, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance.

"Daily feet."

"Um."

"It's really here."

"Master Ayano."

"Don't be so cautious, just tell me you can call me Miss Ayano." Wearing home clothes, Ayano smiled softly at Zhen, "I don't know what your taste is, so I just made a few I am better at the dishes, you taste how they taste, don't be disgusted."

"No! It's my honor to have the meal cooked by Ayano..." Zhen said hastily.

There were three or four plates on the dining table, and the dishes were all well presented, not particularly rich, and looked more like an ordinary family dinner.

But that makes it feel closer.

I really thought so in my heart, but there was a look of nervousness on my face.

Rizu sat on the throne.

Chuncha had left at some point or where, and Ayano began to take the initiative to serve Zhen rice, telling him in a gentle voice that you are welcome, just treat him as your own home.

"how is the taste?"

"Delicious! I haven't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time." Zhen said with a satisfied face, "Miss Ayano's cooking skills are really amazing!"

"If you really live alone now, you can ask for any needs on weekdays. The clan will try its best to meet the requests of the clansmen." Rizu said, "If the living expenses are in short supply, I can give you more."

"No, no, it's enough." Zhen put down his chopsticks and said.

This is true, as Hinata is a wealthy Konoha family, even the daily life of the branch members is very good.

"Did you go to the hospital today?" Rizu asked again.

"Yes."

"What's the result of the physical examination?"

"The doctor said it will be cured in another week."

Rizu nodded: "Your surgery is also scheduled around this time."

When it came to the surgery, Zhen suddenly bowed his head.

Seeing this, Hizuru's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhen forced a smile and said, "No, it's nothing."

"Are you worried about the operation? Don't worry, the doctor who will perform the surgery is an experienced Jonin, and there will be no problems." Nizuzu said.

"I believe in the village's medical technology, and I'm not worried about surgery," Shin said.

"Then what are you worried about?" Rizu continued to ask calmly.

Zhen seemed to have hesitated for a while, and said hesitatingly: "I heard that the eyes that are going to be replaced for me belong to some very outstanding seniors in the clan... I am just an ordinary Chunin, and I may Disgrace the eyes of the predecessors."

Rizu has been watching Zhen's expression when he speaks. If this child is acting, then the scheming is too deep.

How many cities can a boy who is only twelve or thirteen years old have?

Rizu felt a lot more at ease, and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, you are worthy of these supercilious glances just because you desperately brought the information back on the battlefield. Lord Hokage once praised you to me, saying that you did it!" It’s something that many adults struggle to do.”

"I just did what I was supposed to do," Zhen said.

Hizuru reassured: "Those supercilious eyes of the clan have been passed down, not for decoration. Even if the person whose eyes were destroyed today is a clansman who is not a ninja, the clan will not hesitate to change his eyes." Yes, if the family cannot be trusted by the people, then the family is about to perish."

"What's more, you are still the one who has contributed to the village and won honor for the family. The family will never let you be wronged!"

Zhen Hearing the words, his face showed emotion: "Master Nizuzu!"

"Really, you are the pillar of the future of our Hyuga family. Our Hyuga family has the oldest history in the ninja world. Our ancestors had great glory. We should always remember the important task of the Zhongxing family. Such a burden will require you in the future Young people like this take it on their shoulders."

Zhen suppressed his excitement and responded: "Yes, Master Nizuzu, I must remember it!"

Hizuki nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Ayano chuckled and said, "Really, why are you so serious about eating? Really, you should eat more."

While she was talking, she even took the initiative to add vegetables for Zhen.

"Thank you Ayano-san."

I was almost full of the pancakes made by Nikzuhua, so I decided to bury my head and eat seriously.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, thunder and lightning flashed, and the lights in the room were warm and the atmosphere was harmonious. If they were really younger, they would really be like a family.

"Let's have another bowl."

"No need Miss Ayano, I'm already full."

"It's time to grow your body, why eat so little."

"Actually... I ate a lot of snacks at home before I came here." Zhen said with some embarrassment.

Seeing him looking simple and honest, Ayano couldn't help but pursed her lips and laughed.

"Okay, eat less of those things in the future, it's unhealthy."

"Understood Ayano-san."

Shino bid farewell, and Ayano gently walked him to the door and gave him an umbrella.

"It's raining heavily, go back and be careful."

Zhen bowed to the two of them separately, then held up the umbrella and turned around and walked into the dense rain.

After the real figure disappeared in the heavy rain, Ayano turned and went back to the room.

Rizu is still sitting there.

"How are you, are you relieved?" Ayano asked.

"I never worried that he would have any thoughts." Rizu said lightly, "It's just a child, even if there is some resentment towards the Zong family, it can cause big waves."

"I'm worried that those old fellows in the clan will take this opportunity to use him to make some troubles. It would be best if they haven't had any contact with the truth. When the spell for changing eyes is over, everything will be back to normal again."

Ayano heard the words and said: "It seems that we are worrying unnecessarily."

"I hope, Hokage is hinting that I should go to the front again. During the war, it is inevitable that I will be convinced if I stay in the rear. Let this turmoil pass as soon as possible." Nichizu said and stood up slowly.

"I should go too."

"Slow down on the road."

"you should rest earlier."

Hizuru also left with an umbrella, and the room became silent.

Outside the door, the night was bleak and rainy.

Ayano sat alone at the dining table, looking at the untouched food on the table, she didn't eat a single bite just now.

He looked at the seat where he had really sat, and the bowl was empty, but he ate very cleanly.

He picked up his used bowls and chopsticks and threw them into the trash can beside the dining table.

"Spring tea."

"Yes, Miss Ayano."

"Clean up, move slowly, I'm going to sleep first."

...

The thunder that rang throughout the night finally quieted down in the early morning.

The eaves were still dripping water intermittently, a lot of shoals had accumulated in the courtyard, there was a bit of coldness in the air, and a ray of light rose from the distant sky.

A terrified scream shocked the entire Hyuga Clan.

Zhen walked out of the door slowly and looked in the direction of the sound.

Sby came out too, rubbing against his legs.

He held it in his arms and stroked its hair.

"Its daybreak."