Konoha: Genocide Night? I Will Stand In The Sky!

Sunset on the west mountain, the setting sun is like blood.

"Then. I'll take my leave, sir." Uchiha Mikoto bent down slightly after tidying Wu Yue's messy collar, ready to leave.

"Wait, Mikoto." Kushina quickly got out of Wu Yue's chest and grabbed her arm. "I happen to be picking up Naruto too, let's go together."

Uchiha Mikoto was stunned for a moment, she still hadn't figured out why her best friend always appeared in such a strange way. But he quickly came back to his senses and nodded slightly. "good."

The two women left the office arm in arm.

But before leaving, Kushina still gave Wu Yue a meaningful expression.

click.

The door closed and the office fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the translucent figure of Kurosaki Masaki slowly floated out. Looking at Wu Yue, she said softly, "Thank you."

As a pure-blooded Quincy in the Shinigami world, Kurosaki Masaki's soul body is obviously more solid than the soul of a ninja in this world, and even her soul body can speak and affect reality.

"There's no need to thank you." Wu Yue scratched his head, a little embarrassed and said: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Although it was because of Wu Yue Hōgyoku's nourishment that she regained her complete memory and consciousness. But strictly speaking, it should be Aizen who saved her.

If Aizen hadn't split the soul of Kurosaki Masaki with the Hōgyoku fragments, she would have been completely annihilated with the death of the ghost.

"I didn't expect death to come to the ninja world." Kurosaki Masaki smiled slightly, his expression full of sunshine and optimism. "What an amazing place, and Mrs. Kushina is... interesting."

The exchanges and conversations between wives are not as immature as those between little girls. There is nothing intriguing, it's just that the parents are short-sighted.

The two shared their mental journeys and life experiences with each other, and then had an in-depth exchange on educating children.

certainly.

In the end, there was no agreement on education.

Kushina is obviously the type who beats up children if they don’t obey, she is simple and rude; Kurosaki Masaki is not the same, she is the typical Yamato Nadeshiko type, and she advocates communicating with children.

The two mothers talked with the duck, and had to change the subject.

"What are Masaki's future plans?"

As the host of Hōgyoku, Wu Yue can hear their conversation if she wants to. But he doesn't like to pry into other people's privacy, so he doesn't know what the two of them talked about.

"I'm your property now, of course I'm following your arrangement." Kurosaki Masaki tilted her head and blinked.

"Ma'am, don't be joking..." Wu Yue was very embarrassed, he never thought that anyone was his property.

People are equal, and their personality and will are independent. He doesn't want anyone's will to be imposed on him. I also don't like to impose my will on others.

"Hahahaha, it's exactly what Mrs. Kushina said." Kurosaki Masaki covered her mouth and chuckled, "Mr. Wu Yue is a very cute little boy. If I didn't already have a child, maybe I would really be moved." oh."

Tsk, it really is a problem.

Wu Yue pursed her lips, feeling resentful towards Brother Ran again in her heart.

His character is not a completely passive type, otherwise he would not be aggressive towards Konan at the beginning. But this kind of aggression will only work on people who are acquainted, Mrs. Masaki in front of me... It's only the fourth day of acquaintance.

Facing the unfamiliar young mother, Wu Yue couldn't use those tricks at all.

"Speaking of which, I'm dead now." Kurosaki Masaki stretched out her index finger and pointed at her chin, and said to herself a little cutely: "Is this considered reincarnation? Shouldn't it be better to start a new life?" ?”

"Your family members definitely don't think so, but this kind of thing mainly depends on your own wishes." Wu Yue replied seriously: "I can't make decisions for you, people's wishes should come from their own heart."

"It's amazing that I can say such philosophical words even though I'm still a child." Kurosaki Masaki reached out and patted his head with a smile. "Then please take care of me from now on, my little master."

?

Wu Yue froze in place with a dazed face, staring blankly at her. Little, what the hell is little master? What cosplay are you playing here? What you said before the emotional self fell on deaf ears, right?

Kurosaki Masaki looked at his expression and covered her mouth with a coquettish smile, her brows and eyes curved like a little fox.

"Mrs. Masaki, I think..."

Before Wu Yue could speak again, Kurosaki Masaki went straight into Hōgyoku in his chest. This skillful movement is almost like withdrawing from Kushina.

Gan!

The corner of Wu Yue's mouth twitched fiercely, and she directly opened the group chat interface.

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: @发精手之男, Brother Dye! Thank you so much! You have caused me a lot of trouble this wave!

Poisonous old man:?

Aizen paused when he was copying the paperwork, and the corners of his mouth curled up: I have been using it for several days, but now I feel that it is troublesome?

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: ... Would you like to see what you are talking about? What do you mean it has been used for several days? Am I that kind of person? Moreover, how can the soul body be used?

This Aizen is outrageous. How could you think of sending this kind of gift here?

The man with the hairspray hand: The soul body is more useful than the living beings with the flesh. Hosted in your Hōgyoku, you can use Hōgyoku to forcibly deprive her of her memory and consciousness, and instill her with a memory and consciousness that is only loyal to you.

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: Humanoid ** Cup, right?

Poisonous Old Fat: ** Cup?

Wu Yue shook his head, quite sighing: I underestimated you before, Brother Ran. You're pretty playful in a way too!

The man with hairspray hands: Human thinking can diverge infinitely, as long as you can think of it.

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: I can't think of it at all! You are a big-eyed, abstinent person on the surface, but I didn't expect that your thinking behind the scenes would be so filthy! I misread you!

Wu Yue beat her chest and felt that her pure brother Ran had changed.

Man with Hairspray Hands: I'm not interested in these, and I haven't put them into action. Just to give you a feasible proposal.

Poisonous Old Fat: So, what exactly did Aizen send you? @沙砖集主.

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: ... People.

Poisonous old man:?

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: Kurosaki Ichigo, his mother!

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes were wide open, her face full of disbelief:? ? ? Fuck, Aizen you fucking...