Long Live The Hokage

In the giant forest, there were explosions one after another.

Five minutes ago, Didara was very disdainful of Masahiko's self-proclaimed 'performance artist', and shot directly at Masahiko, but was stopped by Junmaro, and the two fought together.

In the same age group, Jun Malu is indeed a rare opponent. Facing Didara, he could finally have a good fight.

Didara said that he didn't feel happy at all, his clay reserves were getting less and less, and the chakra in his body was running out after two consecutive battles. If he continued to fight, he might be left here.

These guys are very troublesome... Didara forced Junmalu away with an explosion, looked around solemnly, and finally settled his eyes on Xianglin, and chose the direction to break out.

There is still some chakra left, now we have to find a way... Deidara touched his pocket with his right hand, his face suddenly changed, Oops! The clay is used up.

Facing Junma Lu who was rushing straight forward, Didara cursed secretly, and took out Kunai to resist the bone spur.

Jun Ma Lu slashed vigorously several times in a row, causing Didara's right hand to tremble, and he could barely hold Kunai firmly. Just when Didara was about to be unable to hold on, Junmalu's physical style suddenly changed and became 'softer'.

Although Didara didn't understand what was going on, he also procrastinated. The ninjas chasing him from Iwanin Village should be coming soon.

Damn it, these weird guys caused me to be chased, and I will be taught a lesson by the old man again. Hmm!

Masahiko, who was watching the battle, shook his head slightly, with a helpless expression on his face. Jun Malu probably felt that the opponent was hard to find, so he used his 'Shen Xuan Gong'.

Xianglin next to him tugged on Zhengyan's sleeve, his eyes were bright: Grand Elder, someone is here.

Masahiko nodded: I know, there is another interesting ninjutsu.

His right leg kicked back suddenly, and a strong man holding a kunai came out from behind him. The strong man fell down clutching his stomach without even screaming.

Invisibility, this is a good secret technique. If you don't have to rely on special terrain...

Brother Didala, are you alright! The voice of the little girl from before came, and she brought two ninjas wearing Iwanin Village forehead guards in front of Didara, while Junmaro was on guard. He retreated to Masahiko's side.

Tch, Heitu, you came too early. Didara took a few breaths, relieved in his heart, but still refused to admit defeat.

Black soil didn't care about these things,

He said softly: Brother Didala, who are these people, Dashi was killed by...

Didara rolled his eyes, where did he know, and he played two games for no reason.

Masahiko looked back at the unconscious ninja behind him, picked him up and threw him over, and said with a smile: Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Isn't this because I didn't eat at noon? I just wanted to hunt a bird to eat, but I didn't expect the bird to eat it. The child has an owner.

Xianglin rolled his eyes, this explanation was not sincere at all.

Two ninjas from Iwa Ninja Village caught the ninja named Oishi and healed him. Heitu nodded, and really believed Masahiko's explanation: So it was just a misunderstanding, that's fine.

Hey, Heitu, you bastard... Didara was taken aback.

Let's go, Brother Didala. If you don't go back, the old man will be angry. Heitu winked.

Don't be in a hurry. Masahiko stopped them, facing the guarded look of the ninjas in Iwanin Village, he smiled and took out a seal scroll: Meeting is fate, let's have lunch together.

Seeing Didara's expression, Masahiko untied the sealed scroll: We won't eat your birds this time.

Didara: ...

What is in this scroll? Pots, pans and pans are all available, all kinds of seasonings are available, and there is even a half-haired wild boar... Was the bird that hit me really provocative on purpose?

...

Half an hour later, in the giant forest, smoke rose from the kitchen.

Half of the wild boar was roasted until it was shiny with oil. Masahiko took out the 'Forty Meter Machete', sliced ​​off pieces of pork, and distributed them to the five children in front of him.

The other two ninjas of Iwanin Village stood quietly aside, staring at Masahiko vigilantly. They rejected Masahiko's invitation to have lunch together, but it was a pity that life and death could not stop the little girl Heitu who was willing to go her own way.

Hmm... Uncle is good at cooking. Heitu took a bite of the pork and gave him a thumbs up.

Masahiko smiled: Don't call me uncle, call me senior. If you call me uncle, I always feel that I am being taken advantage of.

Didara picked up the pork in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he glanced at Masahiko and the others who were eating deliciously. He huffed proudly and threw the pork back on the plate.

Masahiko smiled: Don't be so awkward, boy, do you see how refreshing this little girl is?

That's right, brother Didala, this pork is very delicious. Heitu said.

Hei Tu, they are enemies, what are you thinking? Hmm!

Uncle red hair, are you enemies?

Masahiko smiled and shook his head: No. Also, don't call me uncle.

Heitu turned his head: Look, Brother Didala, they are not enemies.

Didara: ...

Broken Zuizi Xianglin remained silent, but Cruel Little Prince Jun Malu took the initiative to say: The craftsmanship of a god is not something that ordinary people can taste. Let's fight again after lunch.

God? Didara gave Masahiko a strange look.

Masahiko smiled: Yes, it's me. Isn't it like?

whispering sound!

Masahiko continued: I'm curious, can those two mouths in your hand be used for eating?

Didara was expressionless.

A long mouth in one hand is really an enviable talent... Ahem! Masahiko coughed again and again.

Several children glanced at him inexplicably, Masahiko changed the subject and said: Little girl from the black soil, we are going to Yannin Village, and I will trouble you to lead the way.

Okay, uncle. Heitu readily agreed, Magic leech, Huoguang, you can eat some too, they are not enemies.

The ninjas of the two rock ninja villages looked at each other and shook their heads slightly at Heitu, expressing that it is better to be more vigilant.

Heitu curled his lips: Boring. Uncle kicked the boulder until now. If he wants to attack us, it's useless to guard against us. Isn't it, Uncle?

Masahiko smiled: It seems that Onogi has a real successor.

Huh? Uncle, do you know our old man?

Masahiko spread his hands: Master Tsuchikage, who doesn't know him? He will be almost 70 years old this year, and he should retire.

Heitu pouted: I thought he should retire a long time ago, but he never listened.

Masahiko smiled: So you have to grow up quickly, let him retire early, and make him live longer.

Heitu nodded: In two years, I will take his place as Tu Ying.

Well, I'm looking forward to the day when you usurp the throne of Onoki...