Uchiha is at it again!

"I will start formal ninja training in a few days."

Que Yusheng was biting the straw and sucking the coconut in the milk tea. Kusuo was reading the comic book that was refreshed in the bookcase a few days ago, and he was a little strange when he heard: "Didn't you start training before?"

Before?Queyou was stunned, and couldn't help thinking: Did I train before?Could it be the seal training?

"The seal training can only be regarded as the foundation, and now is the official start."

Chosu clapped his fingers and explained to Kusuo: "Balance training, agility training, strength training, concealed weapon training, ninjutsu training, illusion training, physical training—"

"To train so much?"

Kusuo was taken aback by the listed training, and sighed when he saw his little friend who was not the same age as him, and sighed: "Who said that the profession of ninja walks on the tip of the knife, if you are not omnipotent, you will die."

"Aren't you going to be very tired then?"

Saiki Kusuo is not worried about Que Yu's life, even if the world is destroyed Uchiha Que Yu can still be alive and kicking.

Seeing Que You whose face collapsed in an instant, his gaze became pityful.

Others don't know, but he knows Queyou's super power.

Ninjutsu training?It's clearly training this superpower to use his acting skills even more perfectly!

"You, come on."

After much deliberation, Saiki Kusuo finally just dryly encouraged: "It's really not possible [I don't want to act], just change their memories."

Queyou desperately blew bubbles into the milk tea, and the coconut at the bottom of the cup tumbling: "... Gulu Gulu."

It is very tiring for Queyou to pretend to be a newcomer to a skill that he has already mastered. On the way home, he didn't even have the interest to look up and talk to people.

Madara was sitting at the door, her eyes lit up when she saw him come back, and she flailed her little hands for a hug.Queyou picked up his younger brother, and Madara kissed him a few times, hugging his brother's neck and leaning on his shoulders, mumbling what he was talking about, after all, he was still young, and he only knew a few words.

"Is Queyou back?"

Uchiha Risa, the gentle mother leaned out from the back room, and couldn't help laughing when she saw Madara in his arms: "Hey, this little villain finally got his wish."

"What's wrong with the blob?"

Because both hands were holding Madara, Queyou kicked on his shoes, looked at his mother and asked suspiciously.

"After you left this morning, Madara insisted on sitting at the door and waiting for you to come back, crying and calling you as soon as you picked him up."

Lisa said amusedly, and blinked at the surprised Queyu: "Didn't expect that?"

"did not expect."

Queyou answered honestly, looking sideways at his younger brother lying on his shoulder, his heart was so soft that it was a mess.

"Madara really likes you, today is the first day of training, how do you feel?"

Uchiha Risa made hot tea, sat there and watched the youngest son and eldest son make out, and couldn't help laughing. Queyou raised his hand to protect his restless younger brother from falling off: "I don't feel anything, just Feeling tired."

The body is tired, and the heart is also tired.

Risa smiled, eyes a little relieved.

Queyou was a different child. He always stayed at home alone and read the big history books that few people read, or the poems and poems circulated among the nobles.Occasionally, when I put down the book, I sit under the tree outside the house and practice mudra by myself, and I seldom go out.

She didn't know that her child had superpowers that caused him headaches. The reason for this was to hide her differences. She was always worried about whether she was too out of group.

After all, as the eldest son, if Queyou can grow up safely, he will take over the position of patriarch from his father who is the patriarch.

A patriarch who is alone outside the group is bound to be very hard.

But since the birth of the youngest son, everything is going in the right direction, isn't it?

"Ni, Ni-chan..."

Madara yelled inarticulately, looking at Queyou with wet big black eyes, Queyou's eyes lit up: "Mother! Mother! Listen! Madara is calling me brother!"

"Hey, I'm so jealous."

Lisa intentionally put on a look of disappointment: "Blade really likes you, even though I keep teaching him to call him mom and dad, he still calls you in the first and second sentences."

"I also like Zebra the most."

Queyou pressed his face against Madara's small face and rubbed vigorously, his soft brother smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"You're screwed."

Kusuo read manga with coffee jelly in his arms, he didn't even bother to look at it.Holding a thick dictionary, Queyou, who never forgets to praise his younger brother while studying, raised his head in a daze: "Ah? What? What's wrong with me?"

Saiki Kusuo: "I still remember that half a year ago you complained to me that my brother was so troublesome and annoying. Now I just say "brother is good" and "be good."

Queyou played dumb: "Eh? Did I say that? How is it possible, Madara is so cute."

"It's really cute to hear what you say."

Although what comes out of Uchiha Sparrow's mouth is the image of Uchiha Madara with a thick layer of beautifying filter, the real composition may only be such a pitiful one-tenth, but the child outlined by this one-tenth is still Saiki Kusuo agreed with the "cute" in the silly brother's mouth, and then sighed expressionlessly: "It's a pity that I don't have such a cute brother, only a very troublesome brother."

Saiki Kongsuke is super troublesome.

Queyou comforted him: "Didn't you say that uncles and aunts are tired every day? Maybe they will give birth to a younger brother? Or a younger sister?"

"Then I hope to be a younger brother."

Saiki Kusuo thought about his pair of idiot parents whose relationship was so good that they often turned the topic to immerse themselves in the world of two people. He felt that what Queyou said was not impossible, and he seriously followed up and thought: "If there is a new family member, I don't want it. It's a girl, because I can't educate her if she competes with me for coffee jelly."

"You think so far?"

Que Yu was speechless, and sighed helplessly, not everyone regards coffee jelly as their life like you, Kusuo, it’s uncertain whether the new family member will like coffee jelly.

But he didn't say what was on his mind.

Kusuo would be furious.

In this independent space, all superpowers have been nullified, and Kusuo, who can't hear his heartbeat, doesn't know that his little friend is slandering him.

Even if he knew—he couldn't do anything about it.

The fact is so cruel, without using superpowers, the current Saiki Kusuo has no chance of winning.

How could he win a Uchiha who paid attention to physical fitness from a young age by simply fighting?

Que Yu was so amused by the contents of the manga that he rolled all over the floor, Kusuo held the manga calmly and listened to a series of magical laughter rolling from one end to the other, and from the other end to this end, circling around with him as the origin lock up.

He is not angry.

There is no need to be angry about things that are already commonplace.

Nobita Nobita in the manga really cried bitterly while shouting "Doraemon" while crawling and rushing into the room, plunged into Doraemon's arms wanting new magical tools.

Doraemon, the omnipotent robot cat.

Looking at the manga in his hand, Kusuo thought about the possibility of traveling through time and space.

If there is such a robot cat, it would not be difficult to block the heart sounds from all over the world, right?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Que Yu slapped the ground wildly with a smile, Kusuo was attracted to the manga that Que Yu was reading - what kind of funny content could make Que Yu burst into laughter.

"Wow...the smile on my face is so sour."

Queyou rubbed his face with a stiff smile. In his world, Madara, who was awake, looked at his brother who was always smiling when he was asleep, and curiously stretched out his little hand to pat his face, waking him up.

Seeing Que Yu disappear into the space, Kusuo immediately put down the Doraemon in his hand and went to pick up the manga on the floor.

"...Love from the Earth Defense Department of the beautiful male high school??"