[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

45.

I put my hands together and apologized: "I forgot to do my homework! Really, I'm sorry. After Xueji's information was given to me, I thought I didn't need to touch it until the half of the mission was over, so I didn't look carefully. I really didn't expect... that The ninja was let go."

Hatake Sakumo waved his hand: "Don't talk about it, go back and go through the materials for me, and don't miss anything from the beginning to the end. Then, each of you will communicate with you about the findings during the mission."

This can be regarded as a regular procedure of the Sakumo class. The morning light was dim, and I felt a little top-heavy after not sleeping all night. Aoyama Masahiro and Uchiha Fugaku reported the task situation respectively.

The target was caught and tied, and at this time I took medicine and forced him to sleep.The target—that is, the spy, is a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, who has no ability to extract chakra, in other words, he is not a ninja—but the information he has is more terrifying than any of us ninjutsu.The daimyo asked us to take him back, but said that he should be alive first.

"——Qina?" Minato called me, looked over with gentle eyes, "Report."

I regained my senses from my daze in a daze: "Huh?"

"Ah!" I returned to God, "I just think that the female ninja looks familiar, and the voice is a bit familiar—but I can't remember where I saw it!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"You were distracted just now, right?" Sakumo-sensei said, "Because Minato also talked about a similar problem just now, and he thought there were ninjas he had fought against."

Jiraiya said seriously: "Both of you have an impression of the ninja of Yunin Village--I don't need to say more?"

Needless to say, I carefully glanced at the direction of Aoyama Masahiro, he seemed to be one with Hinata Hizuru, and was painting on the hostage's nose - there is no need to stop it for the time being, after all, there are more urgent things that need to be done. A matter of covert discussion.

"The three cloud ninjas back then?" Minato asked in a low voice.

Hatake Sakumo nodded: "At that time, we were concerned about your age, so we didn't tell you all the details. I will explain the relevant information of these three people to all of you in detail later, but Uzumaki Chennai, you know that means what?"

I shook my head blankly.

"Not everyone has red hair like you." Jiraiya pointed in my direction, "We took off our forehead guards in advance to prevent the country of fire from being exposed, but two people like you who have fought against them at the same time Existence, coupled with the range limitation of red hair - the target is greatly reduced."

Ji Lai also said seriously: "Do you understand? To deal with these two people, we must - before they react and speak."

I wailed in pain: "Why don't you just give me a knife, where are you going to find someone now! I really committed a crime, and I insisted on putting some kind of detonating symbol in there, not to mention losing the hostage, I will follow the ninja school It's time to rot..."

"Is there a mark left?" Ji Lai also asked.

What imprint?I was confused, and saw Namikaze Minato nodded.

"Stay," he said.

Namikaze Minato loves to smile, with a hearty and sunny smile, sincere and warm, like an inexhaustible enthusiasm. When I first saw it, I might feel annoyed: "This person makes me feel ashamed", but after a long time Attracted by that smile, I couldn't help it—wanted to get closer to him.

It may be that it feels warm and reliable.I remembered that my first impression of him was that of a sissy, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The hem of Minato's clothes fluttered in the wind. He stood on the edge of the cliff, and the wind blew the blades of grass into the sky.He turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

I quickly found an excuse for myself: "I'm hungry."

Watergate:"……"

He opened the bag and flipped through the biscuits, and laughed while flipping through them: "—Actually, your appetite is not bad, how could you starve yourself in Muye Hospital?"

"What scene?" After I realized it, I scratched my head and laughed: "Which ninja has never seen anything bloody at our age. I'm not stupid..."

"It's not normal to have few lives in our hands at our age." I observed his expression and said carefully: "My emotions are very precious, and I won't waste them in this kind of place."

Minato seemed amused by my reaction, and asked, "Then where are you wasting your precious emotions?"

I was dissatisfied and said: "How can you use the word waste! It's 'use'."

He asked again: "Is it cold? The wind in the country of thunder is still quite strong."

I rubbed my arms vigorously with my hands, belatedly realizing that it was indeed cold.

Namikaze Minato quickly took off his coat and wrapped me in it.Konoha has equipped every ninja above Chunin with a thick coat that can block the wind and sand. I just went to get it once this year-the size 160 is just right for me. Of course, it does not mean that my height is 1.6 meters, but I am underweight and can only wear a small size.But Minato's clothes almost dragged to the ground when I put them on.

I feel embarrassed and ashamed of my height: "What size is your dress?"

"1.8 meters, what's wrong?" Minato said.

Me: "...Well, it's okay, I just feel like I might stumble..."

Minato joked, "If you fall down, I'll carry you away. I did that when I was a child."

I immediately blushed as if I was about to explode: "—No need, my own two legs are fine!"

Zilai also shouted in the distance: "What are you dawdling in! Wait for them to meet up?"

Minato immediately said: "Alright——teacher, let's go!"

I pulled up the hem of my clothes, the feeling of being a dwarf became more and more obvious and embarrassing, I struggled and shouted to Namikaze Minato: "What-what, do you know where they are? Wait, wait, Namikaze Minato You put away this coat first, it’s too long for me to run—”

Namikaze Minato said strangely: "Do you think we are going to run over?"

He grabbed my hand suddenly and pulled me into his arms.My nose slammed into his shoulder, and I almost yelped in pain.Then his breath brushed my ears, and the voice in the wind was steady and reliable:

"The Art of Flying Thunder God."

Panting heavily, I hid behind a tree, and those cloud ninjas set up camp about 30 meters away to rest.Minato covered me with a cloak, I clutched my chest and took a few breaths before recovering, and said to Minato with true affection: "This technique is so cool—can you teach me?"

Minato rejected me without saying a word: "No."

I:"……"

I said heartbrokenly: "That's right—such a powerful technique should indeed be a kind of nirvana. If you don't teach it to me, I can understand it."

"It's not because of this reason that I don't teach you." Minato explained, "Can you recall your math scores at Ninja School?"

"...Probably at the level where I can barely graduate..." I couldn't help shivering when I thought of my math grades, "I probably still know Arabic numerals now."

Minato lowered his voice and said, "If I remember correctly, you don't even know how to find a parabolic formula for a given point, right? This technique uses a three-dimensional coordinate system for positioning. It could have been integrated into four-dimensional coordinates, but the theoretical foundation is not enough..."

I:"……"

I said sincerely, "Stop talking."

Minato laughed, removed the cover of the coat, and I smoothed my ponytail and wrapped it in my hood.

Minato pointed to my wrist: "Are you wearing it?"

I looked at the red stone bracelet in my hand, blushed a little indescribably, rubbed my face and said, "Well, it's pretty—and it's also a gift from you."

"It's you, I lost your little fox, right?" I asked heartbroken.

Namikaze Minato immediately explained: "It's not—"

"Someone is here." I covered his mouth.

Why on earth is Namikaze Minato so tall... I suddenly feel a little bit stuck, but it's not too difficult to kill it, and it's in a forest with a lot of natural cover, so it's not an exaggeration to say it's a piece of cake.

Medical ninjas are generally more sensitive to specific chakras. I closed my eyes and sensed it, and then told Minato: "The mission target has been singled out."

Then I saw a golden light flash in front of me.

I remember seeing such a light the night I was kidnapped, but it was only because Minato moved too fast—his hair was shining golden in the night sky, but now this light really flashed, very fast.

That cloud ninja ninja let out a muffled grunt, a golden light flashed, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, blood gurgling from his neck.

Flying Thunder God Jutsu—I suddenly remembered, isn’t this an S-level time-space ninjutsu developed by the Second Hokage, but sealed due to Chakra energy consumption and various reasons?

Minato - Minato is only 17 years old this year.

I followed Minato's ass and finished it skillfully, dealing with and sealing the traces of Chakra left at the scene - the female ninja didn't seem to be dead yet, with blood bubbles gurgling in her throat.I glanced at Minato, and he came over with a kunai, as if he didn't need my hand - so I tucked my loose hair behind my ears, and my red hair fell out of the hat, just so casual the flash.

"Whirlpool... Whirlpool." She suddenly roared loudly, "Whirlpool family, yes, it's Whirlpool—"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the water gate squeezed out the pain, and the steel blade rubbed against the fleshy bone, making a sticky and hideous sound.

I couldn't tell what it was like——I looked at the two corpses lying on the ground. I couldn't say I was sad or unhappy, but I just felt suddenly awkward.

Minato handed Kunai to me and said, "...I didn't expect to have a chance to fight these people."

"Normal, we don't meet each other anywhere in life, but we will never meet again in the future." I wiped away the blood of Kunai, glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground and said. "Actually, if you watch this kind of thing too much, you will probably get used to it—forget it.

In the past four years, my daily life has never been affected by the strict secrecy of the third generation.Sometimes I even forget that I am still a Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, but at that moment I suddenly felt an indescribable fear.

Such iconic red hair, iconic ability, tailor-made general chakra for the sealed tailed beast—and the monster sealed in my body.

I clearly know that I am not a monster itself, but would the villagers of Konoha Village think so?

——What should I do if they find out that I am Nine-Tails Jinchuriki?

I looked at Namikaze Minato, he reached out and grabbed my sweaty palm.