Invert negative attributes from Naruto

Watanabe knew very well that he could not always do tasks behind Jiri. Sooner or later, he and Tsunade would enter the top management of Konoha. However, before entering the top level, he must first accumulate enough qualifications and prestige.

And a mission maniac like Jiri just suited him. In just half a month, his ninja resume was not inferior to those of his seniors who had graduated a year or two ago.

Watanabe felt that within a year at most, Mito would start to make efforts to promote him, and by then Tsunade would have returned from training.

When thinking about the scene of meeting Tsunade again, Watanabe couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He really wanted to hug Tsunade right now, and tell her how much he missed her in her ear.

He swore that he would never let Tsunade leave him for such a long time in the future. The separation between the two would only happen once and would not happen again.

"Time passes so slowly, please go faster."

…

The next morning, Watanabe was used to going to bed late and getting up early, and was combing his hair in the bathroom early in the morning.

When he had no money before, he certainly didn't have the heart to do fancy things, but it was different now. As he completed more tasks, his wallet also bulged. Watanabe had too much money and no place to spend it, so he began to pay attention to his own image.

After all, he is quite a figure now, and his achievement as the first in graduation has spread his reputation. Sometimes he will be called by his name by the villagers when he walks on the street. There is no harm in having a refined image.

After tinkering in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, I finally combed my hair and styled it elegantly, put on the high-end suit that Tsunade bought for myself, put on a bow tie, and sprayed some perfume.

"good."

Watanabe smiled slightly at the mirror, and saw that the boy in the mirror was sunny and handsome, with a gentle and easy-going temperament. He looked very much like a young man from a wealthy family. He himself was pleasant to look at.

"Let's go, another day of missions!"

…

It was still early, and when Watanabe came to the mission hall, only Governance was there, while Beiliuhu and Hyuga Rei were not there.

Zhili is still the same, her image remains unchanged, the familiar tights, the familiar long black stockings, looking very ladylike from a distance.

"Teacher Management, good morning." Watanabe greeted her in a familiar way.

Zhili glanced at him lightly, his eyes lingered on Watanabe's hair for a moment, and then moved away.

Watanabe didn't pay attention to her cold attitude. After half a month of contact, he had already figured out Jiri's character. Although Jiri was usually very cold towards everyone, Watanabe understood that she was actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Every time she performed a mission,

, she will teach her friends very carefully, and even teach them the Beiliu Ninjutsu in private, and really wants them to grow up.

"Have you not got your forehead protector back yet?" Zhili suddenly asked.

"It's coming soon." Watanabe replied: "In four or five days, Matt Dai's father should be able to completely improve."

It is worth mentioning that in the past half month, Matt Dai came every night to report the details of the day's mission to Watanabe, as if Watanabe was his immediate boss.

"That's good." Zhili nodded.

Watanabe asked in surprise: "Teacher, do you also care about Matt Dai?"

Zhili was startled.

After hearing Watanabe mention Matt Dai so many times, she really cared about that principled and strong young man, and instinctively hoped that he could get out of trouble.

But when Watanabe asked him this question, he always felt that something was strange, so Jiri remained silent.

Watanabe smiled and said: "I will convey the teacher's concern to Matt Dai, and he will definitely thank you."

Zhili curled his lips and changed the subject: "I have one thing to remind you, your dress is very inappropriate."

Watanabe was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Zhili turned to stare at him and frowned: "Don't you think you dress yourself up too..."

Zhili wanted to say "too handsome", but it was impossible for her to say such a direct compliment, so she changed her words: "too eye-catching."

"As a ninja, you should keep yourself as low-key as possible and reduce your sense of presence. Are you acting this way because you are afraid that others will not notice you?"

Watanabe was immediately unconvinced and thought, do you have the nerve to say this to me?

No matter how high-profile I dress, your long black stockings are not as eye-catching. Even Beiliuhu and I often look at you secretly, not to mention other outsiders.

"Teacher, I don't think ninjas necessarily have to lower their sense of existence." Watanabe reasoned with her, and she could only think about the black silk in peace, and definitely couldn't say it openly.

"Sometimes dressing more decently like me will make the client subconsciously look at you highly and think you are reliable, so they will take the initiative to come to you to entrust the task."

Zhili sneered: "Nonsense, how could the client think highly of you because of this? You don't understand the world of ninjas at all, you are too naive..."

"Little brother, I have a C-level mission that I want to entrust to you. I wonder if you are interested in taking it?" At this time, a young woman suddenly walked towards Watanabe and asked him.

Zhili's already cold face suddenly turned even colder, and he felt as if he had been hit in the face and hurt.

Watanabe knew that Jiri only accepted B-level missions, so he could only politely reject the young woman who came to the door. As the young woman left, she muttered to herself: "It's a pity, such a ninja looks very ugly at first sight."

reliable……"

Zhili: "..."

"Teacher, do you think I'm right?" Watanabe said with a smile.

Zhili felt that he was showing off his power to him, and he was extremely dissatisfied and snorted coldly.

Watanabe continued to clarify his point of view: "The capital of a ninja lies in itself, and you will never lose money if you invest in yourself. Moreover, I also have a girlfriend, and my girlfriend will be satisfied with her well-dressed clothes..."

"In the end, you were just trying to please Tsunade." Jiri couldn't help but retort.

Watanabe smiled and did not deny it.

"It's a natural thing to do to please your girlfriend."

Zhili choked and suddenly felt a large amount of something forcefully stuffed into his mouth.

"Teacher, you have never seen the teacher get close to any man. Doesn't the teacher have a boyfriend yet?"

Poof!

Zhili felt something stabbing into his heart again.

Too much!

unacceptable!

Is this what a team member can say to the teacher leading the team??

Watanabe touched his nose and continued: "Think about it. It's a bit difficult for a teacher with a personality like this to find a boyfriend. It's best to learn how to please others..."

"Shut up!"

Zhili gritted his teeth, a cold look on his pretty face.

"Say one more word and I'll kick you out of the team!"

Watanabe: "..."

In fact, he wanted to communicate normally with Zhili like friends instead of communicating in a superior-subordinate manner.

But there is nothing I can do about it. Zhili will get angry every time he fails to speak up to him. Obviously, what he says makes sense.

Come on, I'm afraid of you if you wear black stockings.

Watanabe fell silent and waited quietly for Hinata Rei and Beiliu to come and gather.

Zhili, who was thinking about it next to him, became angrier and more aggrieved.