The love spiral of super ordinary subjects [Comprehensive me English]

"It's a headache..."

Looking at the figure curled up in a ball on the sofa, Aizawa Shouta felt his wound ache again.

After receiving her call, Aizawa Xiaota braved the heavy rain to pick her up and asked why, but she didn't say anything, only said that she had a quarrel with her family.

I talked well with Mrs. Green Valley, if we quarrel, we can only stay with Green Valley for a long time.

His students are really more worry-free than each other, Aizawa Xiao thinks too much.

The same is true of Lugu Nana, who loves to cry too much. She almost cried when she lost the cat that time. She was even tired from crying just now, so he went to punish her, and she fell asleep when she came back.

Ah, what a trouble, the guy at midnight is not here, so you can't leave her on the sofa!

Aizawa Yuta stared at the girl who was sleeping on the sofa, her nose was still red from crying.

For the first time, the decadent teacher hated that his dormitory was not big enough.

After a long time of ideological struggle, Aizawa Shota walked back to the bedroom, took out a set of brand new quilts that had not been opened, spread them on his own bed, rolled the quilts to the side of the sofa, and wrapped Nana Midori, like a cocoon , slipped back to the bedroom with the restraint belt.

The whole movement was very gentle and did not wake her up.

Aizawa Kota glanced at her sleeping face, went to the kitchen and turned off the fire, and put the ginger soup back in the refrigerator.

Forget it, let him make do with the night on the sofa.

Nana returned to the familiar dreamland.

It was a downtown area. She looked at her surroundings and judged that she was very close to where she was when she left last time.

She walked towards the Hokage Building, but within a few steps, a familiar black figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

It's Shouta Aizawa.

His face was wrapped in bandages, and the strange-looking man hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he was a little confused; the ninja next to the Hokage Building had already noticed him and gradually moved closer.

"who?"

"Master Aizawa!"

Nana hurried to his side and shouted.

"Midoriya Nana?" Aizawa Xiaota was puzzled: "Where is this?"

Feeling those ninjas approaching, Aizawa Shouta's eyes glowed red, his black hair was about to move, he turned sideways to block Nana: "Be careful."

"Don't worry, Aizawa-sensei," Nana said, and she yelled at one of Anbu, "My lord, please don't be nervous, we are not enemies."

"?!" Anbu was taken aback, but did not respond.

"Please take us to see Hokage-sama, I will prove our innocence!"

"What are you arguing about?" The two sides confronted each other, and the tall, white-haired young man swayed upstairs, Zilai also had frizzy hair, and was a little confused when he saw the scene in front of the door.

Intuition tells Aizawa Shouta that this white-haired man is very strong.

"You are Jiraiya-sama! We are not enemies. I want to meet Sarutobi-sama. Could you please tell me?"

The young Immortal frowned and looked at the two of them, but there was no trace of Chakra.

"Little girl, will I believe you if you say you are not an enemy?" He smiled and asked.

He stared at Aizawa Shouta with fluttering black hair.

Nana anxiously tugged at the corner of Aizawa Shouta's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Aizawa, they are not bad people, please don't be nervous...I will explain the specific reason to you later."

Form is stronger than people, Aizawa Xiaota's hair fell down, and he said: "Your Excellency, we really have no enmity." "Master Jiraiya, please tell Master Hokage! He knows me! We are really not enemies! "

"Oh?" The white-haired young man thought for a while, and told Anbu: "Don't move, just watch them, I'll go up and ask the teacher."

Two minutes later, Jiraiya appeared at the top of the stairs. The smile on his face was visibly less defensive. He swung Anbu back and said, "Excuse me, teacher, please go up."

"Thank you!" Nana breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and whispered to Aizawa Shouta, "Teacher, let's go up first, there is no danger, really."

The man who was wrapped up like a mummy was finally dragged by the hem of his clothes and went upstairs.

Before entering the office, the smell of cigarettes wafted from the door. The old man with a red cap on his head was sitting at the desk, smoking a pipe, saw her coming in, and said with a smile, "It's rare, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Nana was taken aback: "Why are you so old, Third Generation?"

Zilai, who followed behind, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Cough cough cough," the third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi was choked and coughed, he said helplessly: "Anyone will grow old after 30 years, you think everyone is like you, cough" the old man shut up and changed the subject:

"I wonder if this is...?"

"I am" "He's my friend lol"

Aizawa Shouta looked at Nana with surprise in his one-eyed eyes.

Thinking of what she found last time, Nana was afraid that Aizawa Shouta would say something, so she quickly held the man's hand, and sure enough, with a "bang", the black smoke exploded, and in Jiraiya's guarded eyes, the black-haired man became A bandaged black cat was held in the arms of a silver-haired girl.

Black Cat Aizawa:? ? ?

"Hahahaha, after so many years, it's still amazing to see this scene!" The old man in the Hokage cloak chuckled, and said to his disciples, "Don't be nervous, Zilaiye, they are not threatening."

Aizawa Xiao wanted to talk too much, he opened his mouth, but let out a "meow meow".

Seeing the bandages on his face, waist and abdomen, Nana remembered that his previous injuries did not seem to be healed, so she asked Hiruzaru Sarutobi, "Master Sandaime, he is injured, can you treat him?"

The old man nodded with a smile: "Okay, it happens that Tsunade is here, Ziraiya, go and ask Tsunade to come over."

"Huh? Can't we go there?" Ji Lai also groaned while touching the practice imprint on his face.

"You are the laziest, hurry up." Third generation puffed out a puff of smoke and ordered.

The black cat in Aizawa's arms struggled, Nana was afraid that if she let go, she would return to her original shape, so she held the black cat in her arms without letting go.

"How long are you staying this time, little girl?" Sandaime smiled.

"I don't know, my lord." Nana said, feeling a little nostalgic: "I saw you for the first time. You are obviously younger than me. It's so strange that I am called a little girl by you."

"Hahahaha, that's right. But that's different, you obviously haven't changed much." Said Thirdaime

"Hashirama-sama..." Nana asked tentatively, unable to believe that the world had changed.

"Master has left! He's passed away!" said Third Generation. Seeing that her expression became sad, he smiled and puffed out a cigarette: "Life and death are destiny, there is no need to be sad."

"If it wasn't for the teacher's entrustment, the two of you would have been arrested and interrogated by Anbu downstairs just now." In order to dilute the sad atmosphere, Third Generation threatened.

The black cat's fur in her arms blew up and began to struggle again; Nana tried to hug him tightly, rubbing the cat along her back, trying to comfort him.

"Old man, what's the matter?" The door was pushed open, and the tall and sexy Yujie Tsunadehime walked over a few steps, and when she saw the silver-haired girl sitting there, she took a few extra glances in surprise.

Why does she feel a little familiar.

"Come on, Tsunade, let me introduce you," the third generation pointed to the girl holding the cat, "This Green Valley... what's going on with Green Valley?" The old man was a little embarrassed.

"Nana Midoriya," Nana said hello to Tsunade Hime while holding the cat, "My name is Nana Midoriya."

"? Hello?" Tsunade was puzzled and asked, "Old man, why are you stuffing me with students again?"

"No, you help her cure her cat, and I'll tell you something."

"Cat??"

Tsunade Hime raised her eyebrows: "Are you kidding me? Just say what you want, teacher."

Ji Lai next to him was also watching a show, sneering.

Tsunade rolled his eyes at him, seeing Nana looking at him expectantly, took a few steps forward, put his hand on the bandaged black cat's back, and activated the Palm Immortal Technique: "Isn't it just a cat... eh? "

"The structure of this cat is a bit strange," Tsunade said inexplicably, "How can a cat survive such a serious injury? Isn't it a ninja beast?"

Aizawa Black Cat wanted to struggle again, but Nana pushed him up in desperation and stopped moving.

She thought his treatment was too painful, so she covered the black cat's face with her hands.

Was bitten hard.

Nana resisted not withdrawing her hand until the treatment was over.

"Okay, it's basically fine." Tsunade Hime said, "It's the first time I've seen such a strange structure, little girl, can you lend me your cat to study?"

"Thank you Tsunade-sama." Nana hugged the cat and bowed to her, saying, "But I'm sorry I can't lend it to you."

Ji Lai also sneered again.

"If you don't borrow it, you won't borrow it. Hey, you're laughing at yourself!" Tsunade was furious, clenching his fists.

The lustful fairy's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Wait a minute," the third generation said to his disciple, he knocked on the window frame, and a masked Anbu fell in, kneeling on the ground, "My lord, what are your orders?"

"Bai Fang, you take this girl upstairs first, and come back after she leaves." The third generation ordered: "You don't have to worry about what she does." "Yes"

The third generation turned his face away with a smile, and said to Nana: "I still have something to do, Midoriya..." "My name is Nana, Hokage-sama."

"Oh, Nana, you go upstairs with Anbu first, and ask him for anything you want to eat and play." Third Generation said in a coaxing tone, Jiraiya and Tsunade exchanged a look, and his expression became strange.

"Okay, it's really embarrassing to trouble you every time." Nana said gratefully: "I should be able to go back soon, please don't worry."

"Go, go," watching the silver-haired girl being taken away by Anbu, the old face of the third generation showed a little emotion, and before he was moved for a few seconds, he saw his two disciples looking at him with the expression of looking at a scumbag.

Three generations: ? ? ?

"Teacher, you... are so flirtatious?" Ji Lai also asked in surprise.

"What?" Third Generation was shocked.

"Don't explain, old man." Tsunade Hime said sadly: "This is your granddaughter who has been living abroad for many years, I know!"

"What granddaughter??"

"Old man, don't worry, I'll tell my wife right away."

"Teacher, an explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth!"

Seeing the performance of the two disciples acting like drama stars, Sandaimu sneered and said:

"In fact, she is White Fang's illegitimate daughter."

"what???"

Tsunade was shocked, and shouted: "Hatake is 15 years old, how old is his daughter?? Teacher, don't make it so outrageous, okay?"

"Look, you don't believe it." The third generation smiled and said, "I won't lie to you, she is Jilai's daughter who is also outside, and she just came to the door."

"Teacher!" Jiraiya Tsunade looked at himself suspiciously, his eyes resting on the white hair, and shouted:

"No, teacher, I was wrong!"

"Jiraiya, it is indeed possible." Tsunade nodded: "The hair color is also close."

"I'm not I didn't!"

"Okay, you two take a break."

The third generation took a puff of cigarette and said seriously: "What I want to talk about is about this girl, this Midori..." "Midori Nana" "Oh, Midori Nana, when I was your age, I've seen her, she was exactly the same then as she is now."

Under the shocked eyes of his disciples, the third generation continued to narrate: "The first person to see her was Mr. Hashirama. The teacher told me his speculation. He said that every time he used Mudun, this girl would appear soon. , and disappeared out of thin air after a period of time. The teacher felt the breath of the sacred tree from her."

"Although it is not yet possible to prove the relationship between her and the sacred tree, I think the teacher's deduction is correct."

"It shouldn't be, she has no trace of Chakra at all." Tsunade shook his head, looking puzzled.

"Her existence is not like an entity, but more like a kind of image, Jiraiya, what do you think?" The third generation looked at the eldest disciple and said, "Looking at her is similar to seeing a person in an illusion."

"...The feeling you mentioned does exist." Jiraiya mused, "But the feeling is not exactly the same. She can convey the real five senses to us, which cannot be done in any illusion."

"No, it can be done, at least some of the illusions I know can be done." The third generation's eyes became distant, and he thought of Uchiha Madara again.

"Then why do you say she disappeared?" Tsunade asked

"So it's a projection. I guess, she may be the projection of the will of the sacred tree in this world. Because there is no entity, it will appear and disappear for a short time. The power that can support her appearance is the chakra of the wooden escape." The third generation retracted The eyes, the eyes under the brim of the hat became sharper:

"Now in the village, no one except Danzo can activate Mudun, even Jiraiya"

"exist."

"Go and find out where the source of this power is."