[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

Itachi was not entirely involved in the game between the two adults around him.

In fact, what he did in Yokohama three years ago has already entered the sight of Mr. Hero, and his behavior of leaving Yokohama with the help of Peng Lie since then naturally cannot escape the eyes of those with a heart.

What's more, the boy who has followed and participated in several missions really has remarkable abilities, even the hero high school has extended an olive branch.

——Although it doesn't matter whose face the olive branch is for.

At this time, facing the invitation of All Might, who is a symbol of the heroic society and has a certain influence in other countries, it is always difficult to answer in accordance with the heart.

But that's just for ordinary people.

Proud as a Uchiha, this doesn't seem to be something worth stomping on.

Itachi was about to answer when he felt a sudden weight on his shoulders.

"Hmph, has All Might reduced to the point where he needs to abduct other people's disciples?" A familiar voice came from beside his ear, "This is really beyond my expectation."

Mr. Hero, who was originally just joking, laughed and changed the subject, seemingly not taking his invitation and the boy's hesitant refusal to heart at all.

To be honest, before this, putting the symbol of the heroic society together with the world's number one killer, no matter how you think about it, it is a state where the world is falling apart and the sky is dark, you and me are fighting with no sky and no sun.

No matter how bad it is, the distant Italy, where the sun is setting, a killer wearing a black hat is strolling leisurely in his pocket, passing by a tall man at a slow pace, and then suddenly draws his gun!At the same time, a man with a maniacal laugh flew towards him with a fist, and the wind of the fist made even the air tremble.

It's not the scene of babies in black suits sitting on the shoulders of strong men who are more than two meters long and eating ice cream together.

I can't even swallow the ice cream in my hand.The member of Vengley who was originally in charge of receiving Mr. Hero temporarily swallowed his throat and thought.

If these two fight, can he take Itachi-kun... no, can it be Itachi-kun stretch out his hand to protect him from being killed?

But the two people who caused the current situation over there did not have this consciousness at all.

"Oh Mr. Reborn, we haven't seen each other for a long time." All Might laughed, tilting his head slightly to probe, "The last time we met was in Japan... right?"

"Ah, my stupid disciple caused you trouble at the time," Reborn responded indifferently, who didn't care about the hint of prying, "But since Izuzuna left Japan, I almost never set foot there again."

"Hahahaha, it's easy to say, when you come to Japan and call me, I will definitely do my best as a landlord."

"It's natural."

The two in the strongest camp in the world can be said to have finally calmed down after spying on each other on behalf of the forces behind them.

Reborn, who is quite good at this to some extent, doesn't mention it, but All Might, who is better at punching criminals away than sitting at the negotiating table, exhales, feeling as if he has finally emerged from the crowd. Get on and off the bus to the ground.

"But it's an old story." He was obviously more relaxed than before, and turned his gaze to Itachi, "If the young Itachi wants to become a hero, I would be happy to recommend such a malleable talent to become a hero."

As the NO.1 hero All Might naturally has this qualification.

However, before Mr. Killer snorted again——

"Thank you for your love," Itachi, who had been wandering off the topic, suddenly raised his head, and his gentle eyes fell directly into the eyes of the number one Mr. Hero.

What a gorgeous color that is.

After many, many years passed, All Might still remembered seeing such a burning light in the boy's eyes.

What is he saying?

Ah, just remembered.

Those were quite, quite arrogant, confident words that were indistinguishable from this young man.

***

"Yo Yamabuchi!"

With a swipe, the paper door was pulled open, and the black-haired woman in white and scarlet hakama stepped into the room that seemed empty at first glance, and her eyes skillfully locked on Fu Sangshen who was bundled up and thrown on the bed.

The woman smiled even more before her eyes touched the other person, and she moved step by step closer to Fu Sangshen who was carrying her on her back.

"Please stop making trouble, my lord."

Fu Sangshen's indifferent voice came from in front of her, and the woman who tiptoed and felt that she was only one step away from victory was defeated.

"It's really boring, Yamabagiri."

She was obviously a spoof, but she would retort and accuse the woman of not cooperating with her, sitting boldly beside Yamabagiri's bed, taking out a can of wine from somewhere on her body.

"Yo, I'm here to drink with you!"

In the end, no one knows how it turned into a situation where Fu Sangshen was drinking with a blushing face and the guy who brought the wine just held his chin to watch. Open your mouth and ask.

"Na Na Yamabukiri," she said with the peculiar coquettishness of a girl, which almost made Fu Sangshen, who was originally blushing, red-eyed for a moment.

"What do you think my stupid son is like?"

Shan Muqie only cared about pouring water into himself and abandoned the poor lord.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, even if you tell me what he looks like at this time, it doesn't matter." The woman sighed softly, and turned Fu Sangshen who turned away, "After all, even if I know now, I can't be sure about the future. What effect does that kid have on...doesn't it?"

Hearing this, Fu Sangshen stood up and retorted——

A hand stretched out.

Just like a child who didn't want to hear them nagging her and directly covered her mouth, the interrogator who had anticipated what Fu Sangshen would say next just stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, covering Fu Sangshen's mouth. The unfinished words were stuffed back with one hand.

"Words are curses," she leaned forward in front of Fu Sangshen, looking at Fu Sangshen with a pair of nimble black pupils, vigilant and helpless, "Yamabagiri is in the position of a god, no matter how casually you say it, to a certain extent [ The effect of words and spirits.”

"So please be careful what you say - didn't I teach you this kind of thing in the future?"

As she spoke, the female judge became angry.

Yamabachi thought for a while, and stroked the other party's soft black hair with one hand.

"Itachi-kun... is a very good boy."

"Hmph, don't think that you can get away with it...then what and then?"

The blond-haired Fu Sangshen breathed out softly, and continued, "Serious, polite, well-behaved, extremely talented and gentle with others, he is a good boy."

The judge who heard this series of adjectives had a strange expression on his face.

Yamabuchi took a look at the master, and felt that the other party was suspicious of how such a well-behaved cub could be born by himself, so he continued to add after a pause.

"Even so, that child is not an immutable generation." Speaking of this, there was a strange but natural look on his face, "On the contrary, in my opinion, although that child is used to acting humble and self-retained, that child It's just nature."

In other words, the consistent good upbringing and the subtle influence of the adoptive father made the child a seemingly gentle and harmless person.

But actually?

Uchiha is proud.

Mio lowered her eyes, looked at her little curly black hair swirling on her chest, and suddenly smiled.

"That would be great," she heard herself say, "my children should be as proud as the scorching sun, or the bright moon that can devour the scorching sun."

***

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly sneezed.

He had just finished arguing with the representative sent by Japan—although most of the time it was his guardian who talked to the government officials on the opposite side—and suddenly felt that he needed a ferret to be lifted up, hugged, and held high by himself to relax .

Then he saw the boy in the dream (bushi) walking towards him.

Subconsciously, Tsunayoshi Sawada smiled softly and bent slightly. Even All Might, who is known as the symbol of the Japanese hero society behind the boy, was postponed for the time being, and he only put the boy's affairs first.

"What's wrong, Itachi-kun?"

A leader who is still young at this age added in his mind: Is the guy from Japan bullying you? Come to brother Agang to file a complaint and let brother Agang give you justice, Kakakaka.

But what is destined to disappoint the young leader is that there is no bullying, and there is no justice. He just tilted his head when he looked at the grown-up child.

"I want to ask you something." The young man raised his head. He has long since passed the age when only those who look up high can see youth, but he is still young and needs to look up to the elders.

"Huh? What?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi bent over and was pulled by Itachi to the sofa in the chief's room.

Speaking of which, although the sofa in the chief's room is soft, it is not him, the chief who is stuffed into the office chair, who sits the most.

So Mr. Pengo Li, the leader, sat on his sofa and looked at the boy after feeling the tolerance of the off-white beanbag sofa.

"So? What do you want me to do?"

he asked again.

The warm black was projected, and for a moment Tsunayoshi Sawada saw another piece of the same black in it, just like a tutor who persecuted him for decades.

He shook his head quickly, thinking that he might have listened to so much nonsense that even his eyes shook.

He's not old enough to be presbyopic, is he?

When he was thinking like this, he saw Itachi walked a few steps to him, and the jade-like black stared at him calmly.

"I want to ask a question, Mr. Sawada."

"Yes, I know."

"The question I want to ask is, where is Mr. Yamabukiri now...and, what is your real intention of sending me to the parallel world?"

The young man tilted his head, and there was a faint scarlet flash in his eyes, but when Tsunayoshi Sawada looked carefully, it was still a peaceful black.He was standing as before, with his back straight like his own strength of character, and his face was calm as if he had never been aggressive.

But the boy's heart is definitely not peaceful at this time.Both sides knew that this conversation would come one day, and at this time, it was just a raft made with Yamabuchi and the parallel world, so that the boy who wanted to fight could stand in front of him.

What exactly was Uchiha Itachi asking?

Sawada Tsunayoshi naturally knows not where Yamabuchi Kunihiro is now, nor what is the meaning of his going to the parallel world.

It's why no one told or even concealed these things before he found out.

This is the struggle of a teenager who thinks he has grown up.

He is silently declaring with his guardian at this time.

I am mature enough.

The author has something to say:

Gang-jun: What?Itachi-kun, what did you say?I'm too old to hear clearly!

Regarding the rejection of R as a tutor, a certain Mr. R, who did not want to be named, said: Hmph, the prey (crossed out) student I have set my sights on has not yet escaped. 】