Konoha Ninja Wants an Ordinary Life

The capital of Kyoto, the capital of the Kingdom of Fire, is already pitch black outside the city, but the entire city is already brightly lit.

Especially in the center of the entire city, the dazzling light almost obscures the stars in the sky, where - the palace of Daming of the Kingdom of Fire, is the center of the gathering of power.

In the living room of the palace, Daming of the Kingdom of Fire was holding a wine glass, his face full of joy.

But under this smile, his eyes narrowed into slits would occasionally face the crowd sitting at his head, and remember the expressions and postures of the people firmly in his mind.

"Daming, the time for rest is coming." The guard who had been standing beside him quietly walked to Daming and whispered in the latter's ear.

Daming of the Kingdom of Fire turned his head and looked at his guard who reminded him that the face that was extremely inconsistent with his age came into his eyes. Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol. For a moment, he couldn't remember this familiar name.

Then his eyes swept over the other person's body, and the fiery red triangle cloth around the latter's waist reminded him of the latter's identity.

Asma Sarutobi - the son of the third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Hinazo, the youngest guardian ninja ever.

【Sarubi...Sarubi...】

Dana of the Kingdom of Fire silently recited the surname of Sarutobi Asma in her heart several times, then looked down and shouted:

"Come here--continue serving wine and continue serving food."

Asma Sarutobi was quite disgusted by Daming's approach. Daming's current state is just recovering from a serious illness. How could he do so randomly? He had to speak out again and reminded him: "Daming, it's time to rest."

Daming of the Kingdom of Fire just replied indifferently to Asma Sarutobi, "Okay, I understand, I'll just drink for one more round and rest."

"That's fine."

Although the answer given by Daming did not satisfy Sarutobi Asma, Daming made concessions after all, and he could stop when he was about to get better, otherwise it would cause an unhappy separation.

Sarutobi Asma silently retreated to the place he should have, and continued to protect Daming's safety with his teammates.

But what he didn't notice was that everything that happened just now was seen by the two people below. One was the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Fire and the other was the internal affairs sitting next to the party last month.

Minister Masato Honda.

"That is the son of the third generation Naruto..." Honda Masato looked at the food in front of him and used chopsticks to tick the fish on the plate, but his slight voice was accurate and reached Tan He's ears last month.

After hearing this, the latter just kept a faint smile and slowly swallowed the sake of wine with not high alcohol concentration in his mouth. After pursing his lips, he said, "A genius boy, whether it is family background or strength, he is all

The best choice.”

"Last Yuejun, I really rarely heard you praise someone so much. Are you ready to take action?" Honda Masato seriously piled up the fish bones he had just picked up and fiddled with the family emblem of the Tian family.

"It doesn't mean that. He is a genius boy and a genius ninja, and he is the type we cannot get close to." Tan He last month still maintained his caution in facing his old friends, and he thought twice before saying anything.

As he said, as an ordinary person, an ordinary person in a high position, there is only one who can maintain their status - that is, the Daming sitting above.

Ninjas are existences opposite to Daming. No matter what purpose it is, excessive proximity to ninjas will only lead to destruction.

Daming can give you everything and take away everything from you.

Of course Masato Honda knew all this, so he continued, "Of course I know this, but, last Yuejun, how did that happen?"

"It's okay," Tan He looked at the exquisite dishes he had just served, but had no intention of continuing to enjoy. He put the chopsticks aside and glanced at his friend's robe, "I'll come back from Konoha when I inquire.

He's doing well now."

"It's really hard for him. If we can succeed in the future, most of this credit will be his."

Tanhe did not comment on this last month. He twisted his waist and moved his muscles and bones, "He should thank me for helping him solve so many troubles."

"Trouble?" Masato Honda picked up the exquisite bottle and poured himself a glass of wine. "What? Is he a troublemaker?"

"Of course it's not the trouble making machine you're talking about, but a trouble-provoking machine."

Last month, Tan He said some things he knew in full, especially after focusing on what he did last Moonlight and Huoji Shangyuan, he sighed a little lonely.

"Are you worried that he will know about this and affect the future arrangements?" Honda Masato looked at Damei who was escorted by Asma Sarutobi and looked at Danyue last month after the other party turned around.

The latter waved his hand, "How is it possible? He would never know this except for the two of us."

"It seems you have done it."

"Of course," Tanhe looked around last month, and said after finding that many people had left the seat, "Let's go too, let's talk about the rest of the way."

"Okay, there's something I need to do with the knife in your hand."

In the words of these two people, he naturally refers to the fact that Konoha was arranged to be the ninja's Homoto Scene when he was arranged by the meeting last month. At this moment, when these two people with high powers were communicating, Homoto Scene was wearing it.

He walked into an ordinary hotel with a raincoat, pushed the door and raised his legs.

"A serving of grilled fish, and fried tempura." Wangyue Jingshi stood in front of the counter and said. After receiving the boss's affirmative answer, he found a table nearby and sat down.

Looking at the moon, looking at everyone in the store bored while putting the wet raincoat aside and waiting for the food to fill her stomach.

He was forced to stop as his gaze rotated from left to right, as someone raised his head before his gaze arrived, staring at him with green eyes staring straight at him.

When he looked at the moon, he knew that person, so he pretended to be calm and looked away at the busy boss.

He suppressed his heart, which was beating faster, and said loudly: "Boss, Tempura's face is wrapped a little less."

"Haole—!"

The boss's vivid voice calmed down a lot when Wang Yuejing was in a mood, so he suppressed the feeling of needle pricking on his back, closed his eyes and bit his lips and began to think about countermeasures.

"Looking at his outfit, he hasn't joined the Akatsuki organization yet. If he is targeted by him, it will be troublesome. You must leave here as soon as possible."