[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

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"Nin...Uncle Ninja?" I asked.

The moonlight is desolate in the desert, and the moon is full in the east.The middle-aged Iwa Shinobu looked at me, seeming to be thinking about something.

Minato was stunned for a moment: "...This is what you often mentioned to me...that, the ninja uncle who brought you to Konoha?"

I nodded and whispered, "Well...it's him."

I brushed back my loose hair, and carefully hid behind the water gate.Uncle Ninja has been unreliable since I was a child, and it is entirely possible that he can’t recognize me now—if he can’t recognize me, he must be chopped up in a blink of an eye. I’ve never seen him fight , I am not sure that I can beat him.

Uncle Ninja has been unable to remember anyone's name for as long as I can remember - including mine, my mother's, my neighbor's in Chaoyin Village, and even his own.

Uncle Ninja seems to clash with all the names in the world. Fortunately, he remembers people's faces.

Rock Ninja——No, Uncle Ninja paused for a moment, and immediately made a seal: "Tudun, Dundu Tangwu!"

I:"……"

I struggled and said, "Uncle Ninja, it's me! What's the matter with arresting someone for a disagreement!"

The water gate stopped my struggle, and the dungeon trapped me and him firmly in it.It was so dark inside the dungeon that I couldn't see my fingers. In addition, I felt my chakra began to be sucked by the soil, and I was very panicked.

I squeezed Minato's back angrily: "Minato, you bastard, you run fast, why are you trapped! It's fine to trap you, I want to run, but you actually stop me—"

Minato lowered his voice: "...If we want to leave, we can leave anytime. Flying Thunder God is very convenient...but I need to go to Yanyin's camp to check their reality. Don't call me during this time Your name——Chenai, your uncle ninja may not know you anymore, so don’t place too much hope on him.”

Then Minato took out a small, strange kunai with a three-sided blade and something written on it, from the ninja bag, and buried it in the ground under the dungeon.

Minato comforted me in a low voice: "Qinai, he doesn't know you, so you don't have to be too sad... just pretend that this is not that person, I think according to the uncle ninja you described to me before, his memory may be Very repetitive and disorganized, it's normal that he doesn't know you."

I whispered: "...I'm not too sad..."

Minato leaned over and kissed me in the dark.

I blushed and struggled: "Don't move...don't just kiss. Namikaze Minato, you've learned badly."

Minato smiled: "Qinai, you still misunderstand me quite deeply—to tell you the truth, I have never been a good person."

I:"……"

Since even Namikaze Minato's heart is so wide, I have no reason to worry.After all, long-term life experience tells me that things that Minato thinks are reliable will never go wrong, and he has a chance of winning.

I pressed my ear to the wall of the dungeon, and heard footsteps and very slight conversations outside.

"I caught two Konoha ninjas sneaking in." Uncle Ninja said in a serious voice, "I'll take them down and lock them up first."

Another Yan Ren told him: "By the way, interrogate these two people and see if you can ask about Konoha's deployment."

"Okay, let's talk about this tomorrow." Uncle Ninja said casually, "Let's go."

The dungeon at the River Valley base was very dark and damp. Mizumen and I were locked in two adjacent cells, separated only by a few reinforced bars.The desert is already very cold at night, and the dungeon here is damp, so I shivered from the cold.

Minato slipped his vest to me through the gap. I was wrapped in two layers of vest. I don't know whether it was intentional or not. Uncle Ninja left me on the side closer to the stove.

I managed to warm up by the stove, and Minato Namikaze buried the other kunai in the straw pile of the cell while the guards were not paying attention.

After I warmed up, I suddenly realized a problem. Couples will always travel together to enhance their relationship when they are in a relationship or get married. This trip seems to be called a honeymoon trip or something—but the honeymoon trip between me and Namikaze Minato, It turned out to be a few-day tour of the dungeon.

I:"……"

Minato raised his head in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

I said, heartbroken, "...it's nothing."

I think we have different styles of painting from the beginning.

My heart was very complicated, so I whispered to Minato: "...when can we leave?"

Minato apologized, "It's really not comfortable here. I wanted to sneak in by myself. I didn't expect you to come here...how about I quietly send you back?"

I shook my head and said, "That's not necessary, I'm not that delicate - if I go back, the guards here will become very strict, so you don't have to think about what you want to do."

Minato whispered: "...I'm sorry."

I laughed: "What is there to be sorry for? If you insist on sending me back, you should say sorry to me. That's too contemptuous of me. ——Wait, someone is here."

I immediately shut my mouth and pretended to be dead, and the water door leaned against the wall.

The lights in the dungeon were dim, the flames danced, and the footsteps of the guards came from the dark and damp dungeon.The shadow of the person grew larger under the light, and I put my hand on the ground to feel the guard's footsteps from near to far.

Minato closed his eyes and rested his mind, recharging his energy, I tried my best to check the people around me and then gestured to Minato that it was okay.

There was a golden flash, the mist burst open, and the water gate disappeared.

Uncle Ninja's sudden appearance made me very...shocked.

When I was young, Uncle Ninja was like a father to me. My father died before I was born. I have no memory of my biological father, nor did he leave me anything to remember. .As long as I can remember, Uncle Ninja has been by my side like a father.

He used to help my mother cook - I have to say that my mother is indeed my own mother, she fried every pot in my house as I fried Minato's kitchen, Uncle Ninja descended like a god at that moment, flustered Copying a cooking book in one hand and holding a spatula in the other, feeding me and my mother.

In this way, he is not only a father-like existence to me, it is not an exaggeration to say that Uncle Ninja is my savior.After all, without him, I would have been poisoned to death by my mother with her semi-liquid baby carrot paste as early as the third day after weaning.

Sometimes I hate Uncle Ninja, he's the kind of guy who would let a six or seven year old girl do his laundry, but there's no denying that I have a lot of affection for him.

I always thought I'd never see him again, I thought he was like the mom I left, the burnt Shiogakure, the dead Mito grandma and all - completely out of my life ever since.

The moon was as cool as water, so I leaned against the fence of the corridor, trying to help Minato watch the wind.

Minato went out to investigate for a long time and didn't come back. I just felt that the danger was approaching, and I was extremely nervous-then when I was thinking about domestic violence seriously, Minato Namikaze appeared with a bang at the place where Kunai was buried.

I:"……"

Minato threw the kunai to me and motioned for me to put it away, and I sealed it into the little seal on my wrist.

Shuimen whispered: "I checked the surroundings, and I will tell you the specific situation when we go back. I am afraid that people will hear me here, and it will be troublesome."

I nodded, stayed away from the stove, crawled to sit next to him, and whispered: "...It's cold."

Minato stretched out two hands through the gap and held my cold fingers in his palms.

"Is it still cold?" Minato pinched my fingers, "If not, you'd better lean against the stove over there, it's still cold here."

I blushed a little: "It's...it's okay, I just want to hug and sleep."

Minato asked gently, "Well—didn't you hug enough yesterday?"

I can't wait to get into the cracks in the ground: "What does this have to do with it, Minato... you, sleeping in your arms has nothing to do with that..."

Minato smiled, took my hand and kissed it on his lips, my face suddenly turned red like an explosion.

I suddenly felt that I was too young, how could Namikaze Minato be innocent, how could he be as white as paper - he was under the tutelage of Jiraiya who enjoyed peeping in the bathhouse and writing pornography, his good looks doesn't mean others are innocent .

Minato said softly, "But Chennai was so cute last night."

I:"……"

I almost cried out of anger, and murmured: "You don't... You better stop talking, Namikaze Minato, you are a bastard..."

Minato smiled and didn't speak any more. He raised his head to look outside the fence, and then froze suddenly.

I wondered: "...what's wrong?"

As soon as I followed his gaze and looked up, I suddenly felt that I had seen a ghost.

Uncle Ninja held the key and stood by the fence on the side of the water gate, with an expression of indescribable emotion, his eyes focused on our clasped hands.

Watergate:"?"

I:"……"

The uncle opened the door of the cell, and said to the water door, "Come out."

The things in the torture room on Yanyin's side are really scary, and in my eyes, they are on the same level as orthopedic operating rooms.On the walls hung whips and grotesque knives, hammers and splints, and other hideous implements which I cannot describe.

I sat on the side shivering, the uncle probably wanted to interrogate one by one, I couldn't even imagine how embarrassed he would be when he interrogated me - there is no more embarrassing reunion in this world than this.

The uncle was sitting at the table, and Minato was sitting opposite. The uncle's expression was as usual, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.Uncle Ninja has always been not very serious, and he likes to make some harmless jokes. He is no different from ordinary people in this respect-the only difference is that he can't remember people's names and place names clearly.

Then I suddenly realized that Uncle Ninja's interrogation of us this time was absolutely against the rules.

——A person with a bad memory like him should never appear in an interrogation where intelligence is needed.

This is definitely a private operation, so what does Uncle Ninja want to do?Minato and I exchanged a puzzled look, and then the uncle lifted a barbed whip from the wall.

I was so scared that the sunfish in my heart died again: "..."

I just think that if this thing gets caught on Minato, I'll be heartbroken to death.

The uncle flicked the whip, and there was a loud and frightening sound.

I tried to stop it, and whispered: "...Uncle Ninja...you..."

Uncle Ninja looked at the whip in his hand, ignored me, but straight to the point and said to Namikaze Minato: "Young man, you probably think now that I will ask you about Konoha's deployment in Helm Gorge, if you don't answer me truthfully Just whip you, right?"

Minato smiled: "Since you've said it all, then you don't intend to do it."

Uncle Ninja applauded: "Yes."

"Actually, I didn't intend to torture you." The uncle said, "— torture is something that barbarians do, besides, I also feel it. If I whip you, the little red-haired girl over there will come up and bite you .”

Minato: "...huh?"

The uncle kindly put the whip on the table.

The uncle supported the table and said softly: "—and the question I want to ask you has nothing to do with you Konoha, just answer it truthfully."

Minato: "You asked."

The uncle thought for a while, then showed a kind smile: "—do you like her?"

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