I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"Mesha, look at that boy, isn't he cute? With red hair, is he a foreigner? Go and strike up a conversation."

"Don't be like this, look at his appearance, he is a high school student? Maybe even younger, if he is a junior high school student, it is a crime."

"Not at all, junior high school students know a lot now, and I just..."

"Oh, stop talking, don't be ashamed!"

Before the door of the Ota City Museum opened, there were two young and energetic female college students at the door, with drawing boards on their backs, whispering to each other while biting their ears.

Their gazes have been staring at a boy in a black robe blatantly.

This handsome boy has curly red hair that Japanese people don't have. Although his expression is flat, his immature baby face has a hint of melancholy, which makes him very cute.

At this time, the museum finally opened, and the two female college students reluctantly looked at the red-haired boy several times before walking inside together.

Two female college students came to the painting exhibition area, placed the drawing boards in front of a Peter Paul Rubens oil painting of a lady, and then began to copy.

First make a base with a pencil, outline the lines, then squeeze out the paint, color, base, and color...

Half an hour later, the oil painting on the drawing board has begun to take shape.

The female college student named Meisha wears gold-rimmed glasses and has long hair. She looks very artistic, and she is concentrating on copying with a brush in her hand.

At this time, her best friend quietly poked Meisha with her elbow.

Meisha, who was immersed in artistic creation, was disturbed and gave her best friend a dissatisfied look.

I saw my best friend winking at her, motioning her to look behind.

The red-haired handsome boy that the two female college students met at the door was behind them, staring intently at the oil painting on the wall.

From this angle, the beautiful boy's face is like a work of art, and Meisha, a female college student in the art department, couldn't help but feel her heart thump.

If I can invite him to be a model, I will definitely be able to draw the best paintings.

Meisha blushed and couldn't help lowering her head.

My best friend can't help but feel amused seeing Meisha like this. A refined girl like Meisha actually likes the junior department.

But this beautiful red-haired boy with an exotic style does look very delicious.

The girlfriend licked her lips, and couldn't help but strike up a conversation:

"Little brother, do you also like the painting style of Peter Paul Rubens?"

"Peter Paul Rubens?"

The red-haired handsome boy shook his head suspiciously, and said:

"I do not know who he is."

The two female college students looked at each other, feeling a little strange in their hearts.

I don't know, then why are you watching so intently?

"This oil painting was created nearly 400 years ago. The woman who served as the model has long been reduced to dry bones, but her appearance has been frozen in this moment forever through this oil painting, and has been handed down to this day."

The red-haired handsome boy glanced at the introduction under the lady's oil painting, and said calmly.

"Art is something that can be beautiful for a long time and can be passed on to future generations. The eternal beauty is art. I admit that painting is also a kind of art."

"Haha, what my little brother said is really interesting!"

The cheerful female college student had a gorgeous and mature appearance, with a protruding figure and a youthful and fashionable dress. She pulled another female college student over.

"My name is Akiyama Atsushi, and this is Misa Koizumi. We are students of the University of the Arts. Today we are on vacation to copy this portrait in the museum. What is the name of my little brother?"

"Xie, just call me Xie." The red-haired boy blinked and said.

Uchiha Itachi just emptied the files of Lesson 5 yesterday, and today he suddenly appeared in Sato Nakakoya to kill evil spirits, so his purpose is self-evident.

In the future, the Metropolitan Police Department will definitely guard against the locations of other evil spirits.

Although Naruto Uchiha is no longer afraid of the Metropolitan Police Department, it is good to have less trouble.

In order to shoot smoke bombs, the vest Naruto Uchiha used this time is the Red Sand Scorpion.

Now he is not even wearing the red cloud robe with a black background that is representative of the Xiao organization.

Seeing these two female college students attracted by his current appearance, Uchiha Naruto couldn't help sighing that the appearance of the Red Sand Scorpion was not inferior to his own.

In particular, Scorpion's appearance is still a little immature, with a melancholy and lonely temperament, which can arouse the pity of big sisters.

The red sand scorpion's appearance is also very good in the Xiao organization. The three views follow the five senses. The most popular people in the Xiao organization are almost all handsome guys.

"Scorpion? Is this the Japanese name you gave yourself? My brother shouldn't be from this country, right?" Atsushi Akiyama asked curiously.

Japanese people don't have red hair.

And this little brother is dressed in a long robe, with a white square scarf shawl hanging around his neck, which looks a bit like the style of the Middle East.

"Of course I'm not from this country." Naruto Uchiha said as a matter of course.

Is it the child of the consul of the embassy who came to visit the museum?

It seems that the attribute of a foreigner has aroused the excitement of Atsushi Akiyama. She said enthusiastically:

"Your Japanese is really fluent. You are here to visit the museum, do you need a guide?"

"Thank you, no need."

Naruto Uchiha came to this museum, but because behind this museum is the street where Sato Nakakoya is located.

After scouting the terrain, he wandered around the museum on a whim.

At this time, a few people dressed as otaku came over in a hurry, holding the pamphlet issued by the museum in their hands, and scratched the easel.

"Sorry, sorry."

After leaving a few words, those people ran to the east side in a hurry.

"What's the matter, we come to the museum every week to copy, why are there so many people today? I don't even have the mood to draw." Atsushi Akiyama complained.

"Today, the museum will display the military equipment lent from the Oyama Shrine. It is said to be Minamoto Yorimitsu's armor and the legendary famous sword Spider Kiri."

Koizumi Misa took out a booklet from her handbag as if by magic, and replied:

"And it will only be exhibited for one day, and the weapons will be transferred to the Tokyo National Museum, exhibited for a week, and then returned to Oyama Shrine."

"Minaraikou?"

Naruto Uchiha's expression moved slightly, was Minamoto Yorimitsu who was as famous as Abe Seimei in the Heian era, and who retired one of Japan's three major monsters, Shuten-douji?

Naruto Uchiha's curiosity was aroused.

Seeing the change in his expression, Atsushi Akiyama also covered his mouth and laughed:

"You foreigners will definitely be interested in Japanese samurai. This is a rare opportunity. Let's take a look together."

The Japanese have always had a kind of superstitious self-confidence, thinking that foreigners who come to Japan will definitely indulge in their samurai ninja culture.

Naruto Uchiha twitched the corner of his mouth, a little disapproving, but he didn't say much.

Several people came to the exhibition area on the east side of the museum together, where a large number of tourists had already gathered.

The few people dressed as otaku before were also among them, but they were a bit out of place with the surroundings.

In the middle of the exhibition area, there is a quaint full-body armor. Next to the armor is a lacquered paulownia knife holder, on which is a samurai sword with a sheath.

"This is Minamoto's armor, cut from the legendary spider? Is it true?"

Atsushi Akiyama took a closer look and felt disappointed, because the samurai armor was too worn out.

"With the certificate issued by the Oyama Shrine, it should be true." Misa Koizumi said uncertainly.

Naruto Uchiha looked at the armor belonging to the legendary Minamoto Yorimitsu in front of him, his eyes lit up, and a whimsical plan came to mind.

After thinking for a while, Naruto Uchiha's right hand hangs by his side, he spread his five fingers without showing any trace, and flicked in the direction of the armor.

"Crack."

The glass cover that separated the samurai's armor from the tourists shattered directly.

"Why did the glass suddenly shatter?"

The tourists turned pale in horror as they followed the prestige.

I saw that the armor had stood up.

Between the pockets of the helmet and the cheeks that cover the face, two faint blue will-o'-the-wisps rise faintly.