The Talent of Konoha

"father!"

Qiyu looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. After going out, he didn't go directly to the training ground, but walked to Konoha's commercial street, ready to buy something before going to training.

After all, I'm going to visit Uchiha Fuyake's house at noon, so it's not good to be empty-handed, isn't it?

"Kai! Let's run around Konoha! Run to the end of youth!"

"Ok!"

The two green figures staggered away from Saitama and rushed out. The older one gave Saitama a thumbs up when he was still passing by Saitama.

"This is Dai Kai and his son?" Qiyu caught up with his eyes, and only saw the dust.

Konoha seems to be almost a sanitation worker. It can be developed in the future to alleviate the problem of employment and layoffs.

The flying dust made Saitama seldom complain.

Looking away, Saitama continued to walk forward. Kai and his son did not disturb Saitama's plan, and he continued to choose gifts for the visit.

In the end, picking and picking, Saitama bought some pastries for Fugaku and Mikoto, whom he had never met. Before leaving, he thought that Itachi in this period should also be two or three years old, so he went to the weapon shop and carefully selected one. The short knife was somewhat similar in appearance and style to the one he had bought back then.

The things are not expensive, anyway, it is the mind, and there should be no problem with the meaning.

It was another morning of training, sweat was pouring out, Shisui didn't come all morning today, so Saitama's opponents became other members of the guard team.

The gap in strength makes Qiyu completely unable to let go of his hands and feet, but it also happens to give him the opportunity to hone his "snapshot".

"Saitama!" Mori's voice sounded from the sidelines.

The moment Uchiha Nagisa's sword came in front of him, Saitama's figure disappeared instantly and appeared behind him abruptly.

"Boom!" A leg pressed on Uchiha Nagisa's shoulder, suppressing him half-kneeling on the spot.

"Come here, I'll go over there to see what's going on with Mori." Saitama said to Uchiha Nagisa without intending to continue the fight when Uchiha Mori called him.

Among the current members of the guard team, Uchiha Nagisa is the top few except Saitama and Shisuihou. He happened to be at the training ground today, so Saitama pulled him over as a training partner.

"Okay, you pervert, I don't know how to improve your strength, so strong!" Nagisa rubbed the shoulder just now, shaking his head, with a wry smile on his face.

"Well, I'm going." Patting Nagisa, Saitama turned and walked towards Mori on the sidelines.

"What's the matter, Mori?" As he approached, Qiyu raised his head and asked with one hand on the knife at his waist.

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you." Uchiha Sen was a little shy today, and his face was a little abnormal.

"Say it, don't be silly." Qiyu looked at Sen's appearance and suddenly wanted to laugh. He had never seen him look like a big girl before, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Oh, that's the one. You are still young and don't understand." Sen's face was a little red.

"You mean it?" Saitama was a little strange.

"It's the first day of the new year, when I get married, remember to have a meal with Zhishui."

Mori was still a little embarrassed at first, but finally finished speaking under the pressure of Saitama's eyes.

"Uh, that's it?" Saitama asked back.

"Well, that's it." Mori looked at Saitama who seemed to be very calm, and felt that Saitama might still be too young to know what marriage meant.

"Okay, I will definitely come. But why did you get married so suddenly?" Saitama stared at Mori, and he had never heard that Mori had a girlfriend. Why, the girlfriend of the Uchiha family was assigned by Bao?

"No, the family is in a hurry, and I have been with Miko for a few years, so it's time to get married." Mori rubbed his face, a little embarrassed.

"Isn't the clan going to continue sending people to the battlefield next year? I will definitely go this time, so." Sen didn't continue.

"Well, where's Lin?" Qiyu was a little concerned about Lin. After all, he only knew that Lin was Mori's younger brother after getting acquainted with him. Should Lin have something to say about Mori's marriage?

"The battle in Lin's side is more urgent, so he probably won't come back."

"Alright then, I'll pull up all the guards for you to celebrate."

"I have nothing else to do. I'm going back first. I probably won't come to the training ground these days." Sen turned and left with his head down.

"Huh, I didn't expect Mori to look so shy. He usually looks like he is in control of everything." Shaking his head, Saitama was also about to leave the training ground.

Take a shower in the lounge, change into clean clothes, and then take the things you bought in the morning, and Saitama leaves here.

Chapter 35 Some people, you have seen the last side

Today's weather is not bad, the sun is shining brightly, and it is very comfortable to shine on people in this winter season.

The clan land of the Uchiha family is still very lively, and Saitama walking on the street can feel the vitality of this family.

"Shut up!" Saitama knocked on the door of Uchiha Fuyake's house.

"In other words, the patriarch's house is different, the door is so big."

Qiyu stood at the door, sighing inwardly.Compared with his family, this place is not of the same class at all, and it looks like a rich family at first glance.

"Who are you looking for?" A childish and crisp voice sounded behind Qiyu, and Qiyu turned around.

He had felt a footstep approaching behind him when he knocked on the door early in the morning, but he didn't pay attention to it. After all, the place he was standing was still within the scope of the street, and it was normal for people to come and go.

Looking at the half-meter-tall boy in front of him, Saitama vaguely saw the shadow of the captain from his small appearance.

"Is it Itachi?" Saitama smiled slightly and squatted down.

"Huh? You know me?" Itachi looked thoughtful, but he was sure he didn't know the tribe in front of him.