[Hokage] That's all

The old man took a long time to get his breath back, and coughed for a long time before turning his eyes back again.

He raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously. If he heard the term correctly, it was "Sharingan".The pupil art possessed by the Uchiha clan.

Yankong once said that I was originally from Konoha, but I don't believe that Yankong ever accepted a mission to take me out of Konoha Village.The Kingdom of Duan focuses on being wise and safe, and it is impossible to have this kind of endless, without any necessary tasks

Probably because I have eaten too many desserts recently, and I am tired of my head.

"Little ghost, you don't seem to know that you have Sharingan? Xiao Yan doesn't seem to know either, it's weird, is it really the old man who got lucky?" The old man took another sip of tea to suppress his shock .

Shaking his head, he said he didn't know. It seems that he needs to check after he goes back. If this is the case, he needs to make some arrangements as soon as possible, as well as some other training.

"Ahem... Alas, it's a pity, that brat Yankong picked up all the good things, okay, I'll leave the things for you, don't be mad at me, an old man." The old gantou picked up two pieces from the table. The broken-looking piece of iron was thrown over.

Taking a closer look at it in his hand, it seems that it is a short blade that can be fixed on the wrist. It looks like a thin soft sword, but it has a slightly curved arc.It's a bit too big for me now.

According to the old Ganzi's guidance, he cut his fingers and smeared the blood on the sword, and suddenly there was a vague sense of connection.The blade sucked blood, and it seemed to be slightly sharper. Fixing the blade on the wrist, running Chakra, the blade flickered slowly, and then completely disappeared within the range of sight.

Yankong did not run so far for nothing.

Stopping the flow of chakra, the blade reappeared in the field of vision, which is really a surprising gift.

"Thank you for your hard work, so what's the reward?" According to the old cadre's instructions, Yinyue was included in the special mark, and he planned to make the same mark on his hand to hide the weapon.

"Hey, you've already paid. Let's go, kid. Welcome to come again next time." With two strange laughs, the old man put down his teacup and returned to the wall, and the shop returned to its original appearance.

Does the reward refer to the bottle of blood?What Yankong said is right, there are many strange things in the outside world.

Name the newly obtained weapon Silver Moon, which bends like a crescent moon.The old gantou said that only when a weapon has a name can it have a soul.

Yinyue was unexpectedly difficult to control, and there was still plenty of time left before turning back, so he simply accepted a few commissions to earn extra money and become proficient in how to use Yinyue.

The chakra needed to keep Yinyue hidden is very small, but it needs to be guided evenly and continuously. It is estimated that after proficiency, as long as no other ninjutsu is used, there will be no problem maintaining it for a whole day.

At first, I was worried that Yinyue would produce too much chakra fluctuations, but after I became proficient, I didn’t need to worry about this problem anymore. Yinyue perfectly hides itself, and it’s hard to find unless you use the pupil technique.

Satisfactory weapon that seems to last a long, long time.

After returning to Konoha, he suppressed the illusion created by Yankong, the black clouds dissipated, chakra gathered towards the fundus of the eyes, the fundus of the eyes fluctuated red, and then a small hook jade appeared.

After staring in the mirror for a long time, he recovered from the dizziness caused by excessive consumption of chakra.The black illusion once again covered up the color of the pupils, and the jade in the eyes disappeared.Yankong obviously knew that I had these eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged this illusion for me.And he should know it after going to the old man to make weapons.

This is really a very troublesome question. Fortunately, there is Yan Kong's illusion, otherwise we probably wouldn't even be able to enter Muye Village.

This may also be the reason why Yan Kong said that you belong here.

It seems that we will try to get some news about Uchiha and Sharingan in the future. Powerful ninjutsu is often accompanied by powerful sequelae. If it is troublesome, it is possible to lose your life.

So far, the time of using the eyes is very short, no more than 5 minutes, so I don't feel any pressure.

It seems that short-term use does not seem to cause any danger, but it is better to use it as little as possible.

Going to Uchiha Street again, I didn't get any news about Sharingan, but got another piece of news.

"Xiaoer, I discussed it with my uncle. We don't have any children, and my uncle likes Xiaoer very much. Will Xiaoer want to live with us again?" My aunt smiled and patted my head.

This probably means... adoption?It should be something to feel happy about.But this status clearly creates trouble.

"Sorry... But, are you still my uncle and aunt?"

"Well, of course."

Maybe I got a pretty good answer, but my aunt answered it very satisfactorily.In the end, the two of them took me to go through the adoption procedures.

After the usual training, I also started to try to make snacks, and the crooked ones I made were almost unreadable.When making Caoqiao, I accidentally squeezed out the filling, and when making glutinous rice dumplings, the glutinous rice flour did not melt, and three colors of three-color balls came out...

These scrapped snacks ended up being cheap for a few children who often came to the store. According to my aunt, they called Itachi and Sasuke.

I finally saw the child that my aunt said looked like me. After a closer look, it seemed that there was a little resemblance. He looked the same age as Naruto. He innocently and happily called the person on the side "brother"

Serving the finished meatballs made by my aunt, while taking the balls that I twisted into three colors, my face was not red and my heart was beating.

"Itachi-kun, this is a gift." Putting down the dumpling, he saluted slightly with a calm expression.

The boy on the opposite side nodded politely, looked at the strangely made balls, and handed the good ones to his younger brother.

Maybe this kid is here because of the frequent buy one get one free lately?

Watching the older children eat the strangely colored three-color balls with a blank face, I was inexplicably speechless, maybe I will do better next time.

"Mr. Er."

"?" Unexpectedly, this person remembered his name, and looked up at him.

"It tastes good when mixed together." The older child seemed to organize his words. "Don't be so sad."

Sad means my expression is too flat?He looks cold, but he is also a careful person like Yan Kong.Turning his head to look at the child who was tugging at the corner of his clothes, he probably understood that the calm expression just now might have frightened the child.

Raising the corners of his mouth, trying to imitate his aunt's smile.

"Thank you, I will try harder next time."

Probably because the success played a soothing effect, the other party's gaze shifted back to the child.

Brother, it's really enough to make people feel envious.

After a week, the meatballs were finally able to make a normal appearance, and they could perfectly make all kinds of snacks, and at the same time began to learn how to make fillings.

For the next two weeks, the elder brother of the brothers ate all kinds of sweet or bland snacks.

calm life.

In the last week of the month, I was finally able to balance the ingredients and rush to make the shapes. Since I didn’t need to make a lot of dim sum, I had time to carve the dim sum leisurely with my finger blades. Later, the person who ate the snacks that came with it became a younger brother.

Really spoiled.

After the New Year, the pair of brothers who loved each other rarely came again. During the annual meeting, my uncle and aunt took me to a shrine.

The lottery I asked for in the New Year was full of trickery, and I wrote a lucky one hastily.

……

In the early spring of Konoha, it snowed unexpectedly, and my aunt wove a thick red scarf with a small ball chain link flower on it.

Although it has been adopted, the separate apartment has not been taken back, so it does not live in Uchiha Street, but only occasionally stays later.

Time passed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and it was almost the season of cherry blossoms.

Only occasionally can I meet the elder brother who brought his younger brother, and it seems that something has changed slightly.

"Has Er Jun been here all the time?" One time Itachi came here, accidentally did not bring his younger brother, but still gave a piece of newly made cherry blossom-shaped joint fruit.

"I was adopted about half a year ago." After thinking about it, I answered, maybe I have improved a little bit now, at least I can chat with some people about some unnutritive topics. In the past, it was just a waste of time.

Itachi didn't continue, nodded and started eating snacks.

Inexplicably, I have some closeness to this person, maybe because he is a bit like Yankong in some respects.Occasionally, my aunt heard that Itachi was going to leave the village for a long-term mission, and without any explanation, she gave me a box of snacks and asked me to send them over.

"That's the child of the patriarch's family. Isn't Xiaoer on good terms with him?" My aunt said and stuffed the box into my arms.

"Okay, I see." Maybe seeing that I talked a lot with Itachi, the misunderstanding turned into a good relationship.But since please, just do it.

When I came to the gate of the village, I just saw Itachi and his teammates together again, and there was another guide, Jonin.The entrance to the village is relatively open, and Itachi could probably see me from a distance.

Itachi seemed a little surprised to see me, handed over the snack box, raised the corners of his mouth and tried to smile as warmly as possible, but this time he didn't succeed, it became a standard smile.A bit ugly, simply gave up.

"Mr. Weasel, Auntie said to be careful on the road, and come to the shop more often when you have time." Finished the narration flatly.

"Thank you." The other party hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

"You're welcome." Nodding, he turned and returned.

Probably because there is a kind of fanciful aura, and he didn't hear his teammates' comments until after he left.

"Itachi, is that the little girl who admires you?"

"so cute"

……

Recently, I feel a bit awkward like a fan, my feet froze, and I turned my head slowly. It seems that my hair has not been trimmed for a while, and it seems to be longer. The voice is from childhood, and the boundaries between men and women are not clear. At least this is the first time Misgendered.

In theory, there would be no malice.It seems that some care too much about these details and the evaluations around them.

It's really getting longer and longer.

Maybe it's time to retreat for a while to sort out my state of mind.