The Happy Man of the Hatake Family of Konoha

When Yasuo and the three returned to the Blackwood Caravan station, more than two hours had passed.

Juuzang has woken up from a coma and is surrounded by everyone from the Blackwood Chamber of Commerce.

"This is the Grass Pheasant, a famous rebellious ninja from the Kingdom of Grass!"

"Is it the legendary evil pheasant who never leaves anyone alive during his mission and kills all women and children?"

"I heard that on the underground black market, the head of the evil pheasant is worth more than 200,000 yuan!"

"Juzang-sama can actually defeat such a powerful opponent!"

"And there are no injuries at all!"

"Did Juuzang-sama really hide his strength?"

"..."

Juuzang, who had just woken up from a coma, was a little confused at the moment.

In Juuzang's consciousness, he seemed to be performing Ruyulu Senbon, a C-level ninjutsu that he still struggled to use.

Then the back of my head hurt and I didn't know anything anymore.

When he woke up, there was only a corpse with a bloody buttocks in front of him, and this corpse actually had a ninja forehead protector on its head.

Juuzang instinctively stepped forward to check, and this scene was watched by the Kuroki people who got out of the special carriage...

In this world, the most well-informed and knowledgeable people are not ninjas, but businessmen who travel all over the world, especially those who survive in troubled times.

Kuroki recognized the identity of Grass Pheasant, and a beautiful misunderstanding began.

"Damn it, these stupid businessmen, it's obviously you Yasuo..."

"Yes, it was I who, regardless of the risk, recorded on camera the elegant and easy-going appearance of Brother Juuzang, who killed the evil grass pheasant with just a few clicks!"

Seeing this scene, Jiraiya naturally wanted to tell the truth to the public angrily, but Yasuo decisively interrupted him.

Are you kidding? He just killed a chuunin, and it wasn't as impressive as fighting the first Hokage. It wasn't impressive enough to tell the truth.

Moreover, attracting the attention of caring people in the village is completely worthless.

As Zhuge Yasuo, Yasuo knows that if he wants to survive in the world of high martial arts for a long time when his strength is insufficient, there are only two ways.

Either he pretends to be a big guy who can intimidate everyone, or he just makes a fortune quietly, that is the loudest thing!

Therefore, Yasuo decisively gave the credit for killing Grass Pheasant to Juuzang, who had a question mark on his face.

At the same time, Yasuo also developed some photos he had taken before and showed them to Kuroki and others.

In the photo, Juuzang looked majestic, with complicated hand seals on his hands, and a look of disdain in his eyes. He didn't take Kussara in his eyes at all, as if he was looking at an insignificant opponent.

This photo completely demonstrated Juzo's masterful demeanor, and Kuroki suggested submitting it to a newspaper in the Land of Rain.

Of course Yasuo will not tell others the story behind this photo. Master Juuzang must be a rebel nin who is bombarding the Land of Grass with ninjutsu, not some weak bandit.

Moreover, Yasuo personally wrote a heart-warming newsletter to Juuzang - "Endurance Breaks the Sky".

“One punch can move mountains.”

"One palm can break the sea!"

"This kid is so scary!"

Looking at these exaggerated sentences, Juuzang said with cold sweat: "Isn't it too exaggerated... Even the first Hokage is not that powerful..."

Yasuo shook his head, carefully rolled up the manuscript and put the photos into the container and handed them to Kuroki, who carefully put them away.

"Brother Juuzang, please don't belittle yourself. I think these are just objective descriptions of your battles."

Jiraiya said with bright eyes: "Yasuo, your writing method is very interesting. Speaking of which, I have been wanting to write something recently. If there is a chance, we can work together!"

"It's easy to say, easy to say. Although I'm not very good at creation, I still have some immature suggestions and a few bold ideas..."

Yasuo has no plans to make money through writing for the time being. If there are too many pirated copies, the writer will starve to death. However, technically speaking, it is still possible to give Jiraiya some guidance.

…

Although there was an episode during the journey, the convoy still moved forward slowly. Three days later, the convoy arrived in Konoha.

On the occasion of parting, Juuzang also became sad, and his trademark rosacea also turned red.

After encouraging his little brother for a few words, Juuzang couldn't help but ask again: "Yasuo, you really don't know what happened that day? Why did Grass Pheasant's... Grass Pheasant's butt look like this?"

Yasuo said innocently: "In the beginning, Brother Juuzang was fighting against that ninja. Later, the fluctuations in chakra became more and more intense. Jiraiya, Orochimaru and I could only stay away from each other... "

Hearing Yasuo's answer to him again, Juuzang could only accept that he had suddenly exploded in an unconscious state. Maybe he had unintentionally mastered a trick similar to the fake sleep technique.

It’s just...why does the back of my neck hurt so much...

Juuzang touched the back of his neck, still a little confused.

Without thinking too much, Juuzang patted Yasuo on the shoulder and said: "If you have the opportunity to come to the Land of Rain in the future, you must be a guest at my elder brother's house!"

Juuzang had a mysterious look on his face, and then said in a low voice: "Don't think big brother is so low-key, but in fact, big brother is a member of the Maori family, a wealthy family in the Land of Rain!"

Hearing this surname, Yasuo was shocked and blurted out: "Mouri Kogoro?"

Juuzang frowned: "Who is Kogoro? Is there such a person in our Maori family? But to be remembered by you Yasuo, he must be a great person like me, Juuzou Maori!"

Yasuo looked at Mouri Juzo who was holding the back of his neck and nodded firmly.

…

After saying goodbye to his two gay friends, Yasuo returned to Hatake's ancestral home. Keiko was not at home, and the huge yard seemed empty.

When we walked into the ancestral hall, the evergreen lamp was still full of grease and the tabletop was spotless. Keiko must have just tidied up the place.

Yasuo looked at the dozens of portraits on the wall, among which a black and white photo stood out.

Before his father in this life went on a mission, the recently invented black and white camera left him with his last image.

A very handsome young man, Keiko deserves it, and Yasuo gave an objective evaluation.

In this life, Yasuo was born in this ninja world without taking anyone's body, so he didn't feel any guilt towards the Hatake family.

But people are not grass and trees. After living here for six or seven years, they naturally have feelings. This ancient and dilapidated building also gave Yasuo something called a sense of belonging.

Bowing to the portrait of his ancestor, Yasuo said softly: "Don't worry, that guy Sakumo is working hard to become stronger, and he will protect the glory of this family.

And in order to revitalize the family, I will reluctantly marry one hundred and eighty wives as soon as possible, give birth to five hundred children, strive to surpass Hinata or Uchiha, and make Hatake become the top three families in Konoha. It is my duty! "

"Of course, if I really can't give birth, I can also ask Orochimaru to help...make some..."

Yasuo added silently in his heart...