Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming

early morning.

A white mist gradually filled the sky and the earth, and then the mist condensed into dewdrops on the grass tips, shining with crystal light.

The sun shines through the clouds, reflecting the quiet village and distant trees, and finally shines on the house, waking up the sleeping people in the bedroom.

Asuka smashed his mouth and looked around sleepily. After confirming that this was his home, he lay down again.

The golden nest and silver nest are not as good as his own doghouse, not to mention that during this period, he did not sleep in any golden nest or silver nest. He only slept in the wild. Occasionally, if he was lucky, he could find a hotel to stay for one night.

Zira! !

At this time, the sound of cooking suddenly came from outside the bedroom.

"Did that stinky tanuki make fried rice again so early in the morning? I just don't understand why a nice tailed beast suddenly likes to cook." Asuka closed his eyes and said in a daze.

Fatty didn't even raise his head, he changed into a comfortable position and lay down again, muttering.

“What else can it do besides show off?

I don’t know how that fox provoked it, and it made Shukaku remember it for so long. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes every day was to scold the fox, and then he cleaned himself up carefully and went to chat with Senju Hashirama. Chat and spend some free and boring time. "

"Is that stinky civet cat so idle?"

"Xian, I am busy running around the village every day."

As he talked, Feiniao no longer felt sleepy, so he simply put on his clothes, opened the bedroom window, and breathed in the fresh air outside.

The clouds on the horizon are covered with a golden coat under the sunlight, and the originally dark sky gradually turns to light blue with the emergence of the sun.

There were not many pedestrians on the streets in the early morning, but the breakfast stalls on the roadside were dotted with patrolling ninjas who had just gotten off work.

The aroma of food floats along the air, instantly arousing the bird's appetite.

He stared at the stall below for a while, then picked up his shoes with his hands and quietly opened the door, ready to see what Shukaku was doing.

Dang Dang Dang! !

As soon as I walked out of the bedroom, I heard the sound of chopping vegetables coming from the kitchen.

"We haven't seen each other for just one month. Is that stinky tanuki already so skilled at chopping vegetables?" Asuka couldn't help but sigh. Then he turned his eyes to the living room and found that Uchiha Mikoto, who was originally lying on the ground, was no longer there. He must have left.

Then, he walked to the kitchen door and glanced inside. The smile on his face froze for a moment, and he silently took a step back.

"What the hell"

Feiniao rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said confusedly, "You want to cook and turn yourself into a woman? What's wrong with this? Don't you know how to cook without transforming?"

Sometimes he even felt that some people in the ninja world might not have the same brain circuitry as Uchiha.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's grandson Konohamaru, when he was learning the Rasengan, he liked to turn himself into a woman, shaking his body while letting the water balloons in his hands explode.

Now Shukaku seems to be suffering from a serious illness. Not only has he transformed himself into a woman, he even wears an apron like a housewife.

Does cooking taste better this way?

He then sniffed the aroma of the food wafting from the kitchen, and a look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, "It seems that I am really hungry, but I actually feel that the smell is quite delicious."

"Hey!"

The sudden sound in her ears made Uchiha Mikoto pause in her movements.

Ever since she decided to cook after waking up, she had been thinking about what to answer when the other party asked, but until the dish was cut in half, Mikoto didn't think about how to answer.

After all, judging from the past relationship between the two, today's behavior is indeed a bit strange.

Even in Uchiha Asuka's eyes, her purpose of cooking this meal might be to poison the meal.

Seeing the "stinky civet cat"'s suddenly stiff body, as if he was unwilling to talk to him, Asuka blinked his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind.

Snap!

shy!

The secret was discovered, shy!

"But it's really shameful to be a woman cooking. If you go out to meet a fox in the future, you might not be able to hold your head up." Thinking this in his heart, Feiniao subconsciously rubbed his temples, thinking about how to speak without hurting the other person's self-esteem. At the same time, I also need to explain that this behavior is completely unnecessary when taking off your pants and farting.

The air fell into an eerie silence at this moment.

Uchiha Asuka leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and his attention was obviously not on the woman in the kitchen; while Uchiha Mikoto in the kitchen was staring at the uncut vegetables and became distracted.

"that."

After a moment of silence, Asuka looked at the figure who looked like Uchiha Mikoto in the kitchen and said, "This dish is very fragrant, and the skills are no worse than those of the chefs outside."

Uchiha Mikoto hummed slightly, and the chopping movements of her hands returned to normal again.

Dang Dang Dang!

As the sound of the kitchen knife quickly hitting the cutting board was heard, Asuka couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the other party's skillful movements, which really seemed like a housewife.

"Who did you learn this cooking skill from?"

Hearing this, Mikoto replied calmly without raising her head.

"Teach yourself!"

"Genius!" Asuka praised, then fell into silence again.

He couldn't figure out how to educate Shukaku to get rid of this special habit.

Sensing that the air was once again filled with strange embarrassment, Uchiha Mikoto paused in her chopping action, then immediately returned to normal, and asked, "Do you have a heavy taste? Do you have any taboos?"

"There are no taboos. I can eat anything humans can eat."

"As for the taste.

"As long as it's not lethal, I don't have any requirements on taste."

Asuka replied casually, then secretly glanced at the figures busy in the kitchen, and couldn't help but admire Shukaku's transformation ability.

As expected of him, he is the only one among the nine tailed beasts who can use ninjutsu.

Look at how it looks after transformation, it's exactly the same as the real one.

"This hair, this face, this figure."

If he hadn't known that Uchiha Mikoto couldn't cook for him, he might have mistaken the person in the kitchen for Uchiha Mikoto. It was really hard to find any flaws.

Um?

Just as Asuka was sighing at the power of the transformation technique, he suddenly frowned and looked down at his feet.

"Smelly civet cat?" Looking at the teapot that suddenly appeared at his feet and kept tugging at his trouser legs, Asuka was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Hip-hop~"

A burst of sharp laughter suddenly sounded in the room.

Shukaku took out a brown wallet from the tea cauldron. He glanced at the image of "Shukaku" printed on the top of the wallet, nodded with satisfaction, then touched the shriveled wallet, and shook his head dissatisfied.

This thing was given to it after it signed a contract with Uchiha Asuka, and every month a sum of money would be put into its wallet for it to eat and drink.

only

Looking at the empty wallet, Shukaku looked up at Uchiha Asuka and said quickly in a sharp voice, "Give me some money, I've been addicted to gambling recently and can't help myself."

"No, I hate gamblers who don't win money!" Feiniao didn't even look at it, but sneered and refused.

"Being obsessed with winning or losing is ridiculous and pathetic!"

After the words fell, Shukaku put his hands behind his back, exuding an unpredictable temperament, "Senju Hashirama and Tsunade are very good grandsons. They are never obsessed with winning or losing, and they are happy even after losing money every day. of.

And you Uchiha care too much about winning and losing, too much about these superficial things. "

Hearing these nonsense, Asuka subconsciously rolled his eyes and refused again, "I won't give it to you. You can lose even gambling with Hashirama-sama. Your luck is extremely bad."

"The result is not important!" Shukaku jumped up on the spot and said angrily, "What the uncle cares about is the fighting process. It is the kind of fighting process where you come and go, not giving in to each other, the atmosphere is extremely tense, and in the end the uncle is willing to lose. ”

Asuka's eyes widened for a moment, staring at its deflated wallet for a long time, somewhat doubtful about the way of life.

"Who would lose all their wallets when they lose? You have failed miserably, failed miserably."

"Fart, the fighting was extremely thrilling. I just made a wrong step."

"Smelly tanuki, you must have made the wrong move every round."

Poof! !

Seeing the two guys quarreling with red faces, Mikoto couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

Uchiha Asuka followed the laughter and subconsciously turned to look at the kitchen.

The moment he saw Uchiha Mikoto, he fell silent for a moment, and then looked at Shukaku, who was jumping in anger, and the corner of Asuka's mouth suddenly twitched.

How stupid!

He is so stupid!

How could the person in the kitchen be Shukaku?

He should have guessed that Shukaku was an idiot who couldn't do anything except simple fried rice.

"Uchiha Mikoto will cook for me?" When thinking of this possibility that he didn't even dare to think about, Asuka immediately looked at the cooking in the pot with suspicion and said warily, "Mikoto-sama, although I was cruel to you yesterday, it won't be a big deal. Will you poison me?

As a housewife, poisoning the food is a bit disrespectful to the food. "

"I'm not poisoned!" Uchiha Mikoto shook her head slightly, then picked up some food in the pot with chopsticks, and said while tasting, "I'm really not poisoned, I just want to thank you."

Asuka:? ? ?

He watched Mikoto chew a few mouthfuls, her throat moved up and down, and she swallowed the fried vegetables in an instant. His eyelids twitched slightly, and he also murmured in his heart.

“These girls are so cruel!

In order to reassure themselves, they actually planned to die together? "

Anyway, I wouldn’t believe that this dish is not poisonous even if I kill Asuka. The two people who still disliked each other in the middle of the night not only ignored what happened last night the next morning, but even cooked the food themselves.

"Mikoto-sama, you..." He couldn't help but ask after seeing Mikoto putting the dishes on the plate, "Have you lost your memory? Even if you lose your memory, you shouldn't cook for me, right?"

"I have no memory loss!"

As she spoke, she picked up the plate and walked up to Asuka, and then lightly bumped the opponent's body with her shoulder. Uchiha Asuka staggered, and instantly stepped aside to get out of the way.

After placing the plate on the table, she took off the apron from her waist and hung it on the door frame. She looked at Asuka who was stunned in the aisle and said calmly.

"Don't you have any life in your eyes? Get the bowl."

Hearing this commanding tone, Asuka's face darkened, and he glanced at Uchiha Mikoto sitting at the dining table. He couldn't figure out why this guy became like this.

Obviously yesterday, the relationship between the two was on the same level.

"Is it Stockholm?? Likes to be tortured??"

"Or was Fugaku completely heartbroken??"

Thinking of Uchiha Mikoto entering the hospital again and again because of herself, Asuka directly eliminated the first option.

If I fainted because I was angry yesterday, I could change my view of myself.

So as early as a year ago, when the two of them communicated physically, they changed it

"She must have been completely hurt by the clan leader Fugaku." Asuka slightly raised her eyelids and secretly looked at Uchiha Mikoto who was eating quietly, and suddenly some sympathy welled up in her eyes.

Uchiha Mikoto, who had always been gentle, threw away her gentle image and blocked his door to swear at him because he mentioned "divorce" at the clan meeting.

The two of them had conflicts over this kind of thing.

But as time flies, in just two short years, without any help from Asuka, the relationship between Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Mikoto has become what it is now.

Ding ding ding!

Mikoto knocked on the plate and frowned and asked, "Asuka-kun, you always look at what I do when you don't eat. Is there any seasoning on my face? Can I eat more if I look at it for a few more times?"

"I still like the gentle look of Mikoto-sama in the past. The contrast is a bit too big now." Asuka put down the bowl and chopsticks and suggested very seriously.

Gentle?

Hearing this old word, Uchiha Mikoto's vision was blurred, and the appearance of the young man in front of her suddenly turned into Fugaku.

Since her marriage, she has been playing the role of a gentle housewife.

When she talks to Fugaku during meals, she always speaks softly and never uses words to squeeze him; before each meal, she is the only one who sets the dishes and chopsticks before calling Fugaku over; after the meal, facing the mess on the table, she cleans up while thinking about what to cook for dinner so that the family can supplement nutrition more balanced.

After all, compared with Fugaku's work, she doesn't do much every day.

"Buy vegetables, cook, clean the house, take care of Itachi and Sasuke." Thinking of what she used to do every day, Uchiha Mikoto's dazed vision gradually regained focus.

Vegetables, rarely bought, anyway, she eats alone, and she can eat for several days after buying once.

Meals, rarely cooked, anyway, she eats alone, and she can eat for several days after cooking once.

The house, rarely cleaned, anyway, she lives alone, there is no need to clean up every day.

Itachi, the education doesn't seem to be successful, and Sasuke is the only future Uchiha.

"I, a housewife, look quite a failure now." Mikoto showed a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Uchiha Asuka sitting opposite her, and said softly.

"Asuka-kun"

"Stop, stop!" Asuka quickly made a stop gesture and interrupted, "Mikoto-sama, don't call me so gently, the relationship between us is not good."

Mikoto said lightly, and the bitter smile was perfectly concealed by her, and her expression returned to coldness.

Then, she picked up the white porcelain bowl filled with porridge, raised her head and looked at the opposite side again, and there was no human emotion in her cold voice, "Asuka-kun, I find you are quite mean."

Seeing that she suddenly seemed like a different person, Asuka blinked in confusion and said subconsciously.

"How about you, Lady Mikoto, be gentle?"

"Don't force me to scold you while I'm eating." After glaring at him fiercely, Mikoto picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip of the porridge. Suddenly, she saw a gap on the edge of the porcelain bowl.

Hmm?

She stared at the familiar yet strange gap for a while and asked suspiciously.

"Asuka-kun, where did you buy your porcelain bowl?"

Asuka replied without raising her head.

"Oh, I picked it up."

Hearing this perfunctory answer, Mikoto suddenly looked at the plate of food, narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued to ask.

"Where did you buy the plate?"

Asuka glanced at the plate and answered truthfully.

"I picked it up too!"

As a gift from the system, it is indeed picked up after rounding off.

More than a year ago, he completed the task issued by the system and received a reward.

A big meal made by the mother: [A big meal made by the host's mother can increase the family atmosphere. No matter how conflicts there are under the table, the atmosphere will become unusually harmonious when eating this meal. 】

When he finished dinner with Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Ryoichi, the plates with the dishes did not disappear.

When Asuka thought that this set of tableware was a witness to his and Uchiha Madara's dinner, it was of great collection value. In line with the principle of not wasting, he washed these things and kept them.

As for the white porcelain bowl.

Seeing Uchiha Mikoto's expression turn pale and her attention completely attracted by the white porcelain bowl, Asuka couldn't help but pick up the white porcelain bowl and looked at it, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"The system is really considerate."

"Knowing that eating vegetables without rice will reduce the taste by half, it not only turns out a pot of steaming rice, but even prepares the spoon and porcelain bowl for rice in advance."

"Good system!!"

Compared to Asuka who kept praising the system in her heart, Uchiha Mikoto's mood was not so wonderful at this time.

Because she suddenly found that this set of tableware was really similar to the one lost at home! !

That was the set that lost both the dishes and the plates! !

"No wonder when I was about to leave this morning, I saw the plates in the kitchen and felt familiar with them. I suddenly wanted to cook something with them." Uchiha Mikoto continued to look at the plates on the table and slowly clenched her fists.

"At that time, I thought that I hadn't made breakfast properly for a long time, and my hands suddenly felt itchy. The plates did make me feel familiar, and I wanted to repay Uchiha Asuka for taking care of me last night."

"But now it seems that my desire to repay Uchiha Asuka was fake, and my desire to cook with this plate was real."

At this time.

Uchiha Mikoto only felt that her scalp was a little itchy, as if a brain was growing out of it.

No wonder she couldn't walk when she saw the plate in the morning. She wanted to do something with it.

Now

She seemed to have guessed why she couldn't walk.

This plate was bought when she got married. She took it out that night to celebrate Itachi's return from the battlefield.

It was new, unopened, and had special meaning. She threw it away after using it for the first time.

She would remember this for the rest of her life.