The Talent of Konoha

Looking at Qitama, Xiaonan suddenly said such a sentence, which made Qitama raised his head and looked over in surprise.

"you and me?"

Qiyu frowned, not because he didn't believe in Xiaonan's strength, but because he was used to being alone, and felt that Xiaonan's behavior was a bit strange.

Shouldn't she have been by Nagato's side to protect him?

"can!"

Payne glanced at Xiao Nan, then agreed.

"I have no problem." Saitama showed a slight smile, put his hands on his chest, and leaned back on the chair.

Since Nagato has no objections, he will not have any objections.

"Well!"

Seeing that the task assignment was almost over this time, Payne made a comment and was about to get up and leave.

"Jue, you cooperate with them, go down and prepare!"

The moment he turned around, he said again.

"learn!"

Bai Jue nodded, a narrow look flashed in his eyes, jumping back and forth on both Qiyu and Xiaonan.

He felt that if Xiaonan chose to follow Saitama this time, something interesting would always happen.

Saitama's eyes fell on Payne's back, thinking about something.

Payne was in such a hurry to plan, but it was still different from what he expected, and something seemed to happen.

Of course, this has a lot to do with [Xiao] being exposed earlier than in the original plot.

Chapter 259 Daily Life

It has been a long time since the funeral of the three generations, and the scene of that day seems to be replaying in many people's minds.

The death of a village, the end of a generation.

And among the three generations of people of the same generation, it seems that there are only historical remnants of those two who retired from high positions.

The death of the third generation made them lose their backbone in an instant.This is also a blow to them. Unlike the death of Danzo, the death of the third generation is the last straw that overwhelms them.

Originally, when the third generation was still alive, they still had the confidence to talk to Minato, but now, they can only do their duty obediently - providing for the elderly.

……

After finishing his work all day, Minato raised his hand tiredly and rubbed his eyes a few times.

"Lu Jiu, are you finished there?"

Watergate asked.

"It's over soon, why don't you go first."

Lu Jiu didn't look up, he was still flipping through the documents.

"Well, I'll go first, you watch the time yourself."

Minato nodded, then fiddled with the things on the table a few times to make them neat, and then got up to leave.

He didn't go through the main entrance, and jumped out from the balcony directly. His figure was like a flash of yellow lightning, bouncing on the roofs of the houses.

He didn't choose to go home directly, it was still early at this moment, according to his speed, he rushed to the ninja school, and school was almost over there.

He was going to pick up that little bastard Naruto. Although many things had happened, life still had to go on, and there were still necessary rituals, such as the interaction between father and son.

……

"Naruto, then it's settled, see you on the weekend!"

A little fat man, with some talismans drawn on his face, and a penis pierced upside down on his head, said to Naruto Uzumaki with some reluctance.

"Got it, got it, this time I'll bring meat, you bring snacks, Shikamaru and the others bring drinks."

Naruto waved his hand, smiling all over his face.

"Yeah, it's still the same place, don't be late, I like the barbecue made by Aunt Jiuxinna the most, bring more, I can finish it!"

The little fat man, that is, Choji Akimichi nodded, with a happy face, and patted his chest when he spoke, making a promise to Naruto.

"no problem!"

When Naruto heard that someone liked his mother's marinated barbecue, he looked proud and puffed out his chest.

"By the way, do you want to take that tsundere with you?"

Naruto turned his gaze and saw a black-haired kid standing at the school gate, as if he was waiting for someone.

The kid had a ping-pong racket on his back, folded his arms in front of his chest, and looked cold and unwilling to talk to other people.

But if you pay attention, you can see that this cool kid is listening to the chat between the two people here.

"Uh...you mean Sasuke? Will he come? I called him for a picnic last time, but he didn't come, and he said that the food was not as good as his brother's cooking..."

Ding Ci's eyes fluttered, his face was a little red, remembering the last experience.