[Hokage] Brand

Hatake Mushou was holding a long knife and carrying a jug of wine, sitting on the roof. The knife in his arms was called Han Yun.He used to be the only one in the clan with two knives, but now it's no different.

He quietly looked at the dense cherry blossom tree in front of the house, and found it inexplicably beautiful, even though the season of cherry blossoms had already passed.

"Flower branches." Hatake Mori suddenly smiled, raised the wine jar, shook it at the cherry blossom tree, raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, the bright wine leaked from the corner of his mouth and flowed down his neck. Wet his chest, after drinking, he wiped the corners of his mouth casually, and smiled lazily,

"Miss Hua Zhi, today is also a different kind of beauty." His pale cheeks were stained with a faint crimson color, and the loose kimono exposed a large chest, which was still stained with wine, which added a bit of lust.

"Shoujun." A woman in a light blue kimono called him from below.Hatake Mori turned his head sideways, the soft moonlight scattered on the roof, casting a faint light on the silver-haired man, he looked at her, there was no emotion in his indifferent eyes, this scene fell in the woman's eyes, but it was like Like a banished fairy.

Takahashi Yanko stood there, staring at the man on the roof.Ever since Mamoru Hatake saved her from a bandit last time, she couldn't help but fall in love with this powerful ninja.

She is the most beloved daughter of Patriarch Takahashi. Although her father despises a ninja from a small family, since the other party saved her daughter and Takahashi Yanko likes her so much, it is not impossible to marry her.

Of course, in Takahashi's view, the main reason is that the daughter who was kidnapped by bandits once can no longer marry other nobles, and marrying that Hatake Mamoru can also strengthen the connection with the Hatake clan.

Under such circumstances, Patriarch Takahashi agreed after a little thought, and at the same time gave a very generous dowry with a wave of his hand, which was so rich that it could support all the expenses of the Hatake clan for three years.

Hatake is just a small ninja. He turned from a samurai to a ninja. He usually earns little income from taking on missions, and lives a tight life.

To suddenly be able to obtain such a large amount of wealth, and only need to marry a woman, this woman is not only very beautiful, but also the daughter of a noble family, in the eyes of the Hatake family, it is really a good thing that fell from the sky.

But everyone didn't expect that Mamoru Hatake, who has always been easy to talk, would not agree with anything, and even prepared to leave directly, although in the end the patriarch and elders worked together to arrest him and forcibly completed the wedding.

The silver-haired man jumped down from the roof lightly, shook the wine jar, found it was empty, and threw it aside casually, without looking at the woman who was waiting idly, and walked straight into the house.

"Shoujun," Takahashi Yanko hurriedly caught up with him with small steps, trying to grab his sleeve, but the man avoided him without leaving a trace.So she could only stand where she was, silently watching the person in front of her walk away without looking back.

Standing by the closet, Hatake Mori saw that his room was occupied by another strange woman's belongings, and his heart was full of irritability and helplessness. He never thought that he would be forced to bear another burden in this way. The life of a strange woman.

Young ladies from noble families are always too naive, planning to marry him just for one rescue.Hatake Mamoru stroked Han Yun's knife handle, he understood the concerns of the clan, when he was planning to escape, it was only on impulse, otherwise, even if the whole clan dispatched, they would never have thought of keeping him.

No matter which ninja, the interests of the family should be the most important.Moreover, his eldest brother is still the head of the clan. If he leaves, then his elder brother will be the first to bear the brunt, and then the entire Hatake clan will suffer an indiscriminate disaster.Hatake closed his eyes and sneered, "My family."

"Shoujun," he heard Takahashi Yanko calling him in a low voice behind him, her voice was nice and gentle like water, "the hot water is ready, let me serve you to take a bath."

"No need," Hatake Mori's voice was indifferent, "I still have something to do with the patriarch." After he finished speaking, he was about to leave.Turning around, I saw Takahashi Yanko crying, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, her moist eyes were looking at him closely, her petite body leaned against the door and trembled slightly.

"Why?" She lowered her head, and her long black hair was drawn down, covering her sad little half of her face. Tears ran across her beautiful cheeks and fell on the wooden floor bit by bit. "What's wrong with me?"

The woman whimpered softly, as pitiful as a wounded cat.It is undeniable that Takahashi Yanko is indeed a beautiful woman, not like Uchiha's delicate beauty, but as gentle and beautiful as Yamato Nadeko.Even when I cry, it's pear blossoms with rain, which has a different taste.

"You're fine, but I'm not suitable." Hatake Mori sighed, and he admitted that this woman is fine, and in the eyes of others, he was really lucky to be able to marry her.But he didn't want it at all. As early as the beginning, someone told him that the daughter of Takahashi's family had a secret love for him. He thought it was just a joke between male ninjas, and he happily answered a few words.

Later, when he realized the seriousness and authenticity of the matter, he also went to her personally, and euphemistically stated that he was just a ninja, and she was a nobleman, they were not suitable, and asked her to change to a more suitable person.

But if his words had been useful back then, things would not have turned into what they are today, nor would they have caused such embarrassment.

"Hatake Mamoru," Takahashi Yanko saw that even if she cried like this, she couldn't get any sympathy from him, so she stretched out her hand, gently wiped the tears with her sleeve gracefully, and then stared at Hatake Mamoru's eyes

"Are you in love with other women?"

She heard it, she heard Hatake standing on the roof drinking wine and calling another woman's name just now.Takahashi Yanko is very confident in her beauty. Among noble women, her character and appearance are all excellent, not to mention that she can bring huge benefits to the Hatake family.

However, Hatake Mamoru.The man she was thinking of didn't love her, he was too stingy to give her even a little liking and pity.There is only one possibility. He has a crush on a woman in his heart, but that woman is not her.

Hearing such questioning suddenly, Hatake Mamoru squeezed Han Yun tightly, avoided her question, and prepared to leave, "I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"She's not called Huazhi, right." Takahashi Yanko blocked the door of the house sideways, her slender body stood upright, her head was raised to reveal a beautiful snow-white neck, and the temperament of an aristocratic woman was vividly displayed at this moment.

Mamoru Hatake looked down at her, squinting his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura. The silver-haired young man was tall, 1.8 meters tall, while Takahashi Yanko was only 1.6 meters.They were so close that their breaths intertwined.

"Don't do superfluous things."

"What is a superfluous thing?" The woman who was so weak just now suddenly became sharp.Her eyes are no longer so pitiful to me, but become gorgeous and compelling,

"Hatake Mamoru, now, I, Takahashi Yanko is your wife."

Her slender fingers caressed the man's firm chest, and then was held tightly by Hatake Mori.That force made Takahashi Yanko's face turn pale slightly.

She laughed suddenly, with a different style in her beautiful eyes, she untied the belt around her waist with her other hand, and the light-colored ribbon was drawn down.

The light-colored kimono was half-faded, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the round shoulders were slightly tinged with crimson. A large piece of snow-white skin was instantly exposed to the air, and some deep grooves on the chest could be faintly glimpsed.

"Hey, Shoujun, which one is more beautiful, she or me?"

Hatake Mori let go of his hand as if being burned, hurriedly looked away, took a few steps back in embarrassment, and turned his back.How could the woman behind him let him escape so easily?

Takahashi Yanko hugged his thin waist tightly from behind, her soft body stuck to his back.Feeling the stiff body of the man in her arms, she reached into the man's half-opened skirt and stroked his hot chest.

Hatake Mamoru has never met such a woman before. He took a deep breath, quickly grabbed the woman's troubled hand on his chest, pulled it out, then turned around, met her watery eyes, and closed his seal.

"Feel sorry……"

Takahashi Yanko's body froze, and then she passed out.Hatake put her on the bed and wrapped her tightly with a quilt.Although his illusion is not very good, it is still no problem to stun an ordinary person.

He looked at the woman lying on the bed, thought of her question just now, chuckled lightly,

"You are not as good as her, even one tenth."

Hatake Mamoru took out a piece of clothing, turned around and strode out the door.After Hatake Mori walked away, a man in black came in from the window. He was a ninja hired by Yanko Takahashi.

He came to the bed and made seals.Almost a few breaths later, the woman lying on the bed woke up.The confused eyes gradually cleared up, and then showed a bit of sadness and hatred.

"Senju and Uchiha are going to fight, right?"

"Yes."

"Isn't Hatake an affiliation of Senshou? You should also contribute to such a war."

"Yes."

Yanko Takahashi sat up, pulled up her kimono and put it on, "Min, how is father's place?"

"The head of the family married another woman."

"Where is Shinichi?"

"Basically mastered all stores and channels."

Takahashi Yanko walked to the newly installed dressing table and combed her long hair carefully with a comb, "Remember to let father have fun."

"Yes."

After a long silence, Takahashi Yanko still asked, "Did he say anything or do anything when he left?"

"..." Min lowered his head and hesitated for a few seconds.

But these few seconds were enough for Takahashi Yanko to realize that something was wrong, "What did he say?" The tone of her casual tone suddenly became a little eager.

"You are not as good as hers, even one tenth." Min repeated mechanically, without saying a word.

"..." Takahashi Yanko's hand stopped, and after a long time, her beautiful red lips moved slightly, and she squeezed out two words

"yes……"