Konoha's task master

Ninja Academy.

Masako Mori noticed the tone Yakumo used when she liked her, and her inner hostility towards Yuhi Kurenai weakened slightly, but she still labeled her as an "enemy" in her heart.

After school, the small team went to training ground No. 14 again to start training. Harano Lin mainly practiced chakra control, Kakashi practiced sword skills, and Uchiha Obito practiced the fire ball technique on the side. The result... blew.

Two hours of black smoke...

It's just that this time Yakumo and Masako Mori asked to go home before it was completely dark. There were still some details that needed to be explained about yesterday's incident.

The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people, and Uchiha Obito showed a gossipy smile.

"Are they two already together?"

"I feel faster." Yuan Yelin raised her head and said, the chakra flow in her hand suddenly became disordered due to distraction.

"What do you think?" Yuan Yelin asked Kakashi.

"Yakumo only has the desire to become stronger in his heart." Kakashi said something incomprehensible, but it also represented his point of view...Yakumo will not have feelings for anyone at the moment.

The two pushed open the wooden door and stepped into Yakumo's small courtyard one after the other. Yakumo turned around and carefully closed the wooden door.

"This yard is a lot desolate." Masako Mori still remembers that before Uncle Jing rushed to the battlefield, many delicate and beautiful flowers were planted in this yard, but now only the tenacious weeds and a few single-colored wildflowers remain.

Every summer there is no longer the intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the air, and it looks a bit chaotic and desolate.

"I don't like growing flowers. After all, no matter how much I grow, I won't be able to survive on the battlefield." Yakumo said calmly. Only one's own strength is the foundation for settling down in this world.

"Okay, let's not talk about these sad things." Masako Mori only thought that Yakumo was talking about Uncle I who died on the battlefield and quickly interrupted.

"Didn't you say that you have a ninjutsu scroll for me?"

"follow me."

Yakumo took a few steps forward and turned the key to open the door. A piece of inconspicuous hair slowly fell to the ground. Yakumo breathed a sigh of relief. No one broke in during the day, which meant everything was safe.

"come in."

Masako Mori stepped into the room. The living room was different from what she had imagined. There were no dirty clothes or smelly socks, and the air was fresh. Although it was simple, it was very clean.

"I thought I wanted to wash your smelly socks." Masako Mori looked around and sat on the sofa casually and joked.

"Here you go..." Yakumo pulled out a very simple scroll from the gap in the sofa. It recorded the training method of Fire Dragon Flame Bomb, but for Yakumo it was like a hot potato.

"After all, this thing cannot see the light of day. It will be burned after the final cultivation."

"Then I'll accept it." Masako Mori took the scroll directly. Yakumo was slightly stunned as if she didn't hear the second half of the sentence at all.

"After practicing...burn it." Yakumo once again ordered in a very serious tone.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Masako Mori replied with a smile, and put the scroll into the ninja bag very solemnly.

This seems to be the first time he has sat on this sofa since Uncle Jing passed away. Yakumo has become stronger and more independent, so the souls of uncle and aunt in heaven should feel much more at ease when they see this scene.

"If someone asks us about yesterday, just say that we did take that path but didn't meet anyone. Of course, this possibility is very small. After all, the rain yesterday came at the right time..."

"Want to spar?" Masako Mori suddenly said, eyes flashing with eagerness to try.

"Are you listening carefully? I'm telling you something very important!" Yakumo emphasized again. He suddenly felt that his childhood sweetheart seemed a little unreliable... Is there a unique attribute of the Senju clan?

"Of course I listened carefully. Yesterday we did walk that path to go home early, but we didn't meet anyone." Masako Mori replied word for word.

"So... do you want to spar?"

"I can't beat you." Yakumo admitted defeat directly. The competition did not give him any proficiency. He might as well practice swordsmanship in this time.

This is equivalent to playing a game and fighting without losing experience, which is simply unreasonable!

"Don't hide your strength, let's compare." Masako Mori continued to insist, she was really curious about how strong Yakumo is now.

"No, no... Please come back if you have nothing else to do. I have to practice swordsmanship..." Yakumo's face was cold and he gave the eviction order without hesitation. Using the hiding technique requires 100 gold coins. Each use represents... a day's daily tasks.

It was all in vain, this woman actually wanted to make all his hard work go to waste.

He's...very busy, okay?

Five thousand words... Thoughts after reading.

Two thousand words...daily insights.

Five hundred words…diary.

He really doesn't have time!

"Are you okay, Brother Yakumo~"

Masako Mori suddenly hugged Yakumo's arm and said in a very coquettish tone.

"Not good." Yakumo's attitude was still very cold.

Don't be moved by beauty.

Suddenly he lowered his head, and what he saw was not Masako Mori's usually eighty-point face, but Zhang Mei's touching face.

Before this, Yakumo didn't believe that someone could make him fall in love at first sight based on looks alone, but now he believes it.

The sudden glimpse last night was not an illusion... This is Masako Mori's true face, not the one she usually hides through hiding techniques.

Those bright eyes seem to contain the entire galaxy, and the touch of red under the eyes adds a different kind of temptation. The straight bridge of the nose is just right, and the curved corners of the mouth contain half of the smile and half of the grievance.

Beautiful, very beautiful, thrilling.

"Brother Yakumo, are you okay?"

She called me...brother...

She is still very beautiful...

Why don't you agree to her once?

Yakumo's firm will is shaken...

Scratched all over, Masako Mori was shut out by Yakumo. At this moment, her face was full of frustration and confusion. She clearly felt that Yakumo's heartbeat was speeding up... as if he would agree to spar with her in the next second... The result was like this.

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The temporary setback did not make Masako Mori give up, but instead sparked a raging fire in her eyes.

How strong is Masako Mori's Super Curious Yakumo? She is a girl who is full of strong curiosity about everything like a cat.

Yakumo held the ninja sword and gradually calmed down his inner panic, and began to hint to himself through words.

"A woman will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

"I have been working on missions in the game for more than ten years, and my heart is as cold as the mouse in my hand."

"But...why does your heart beat faster?"

Ten minutes later, Yakumo's heartbeat gradually calmed down. He held the ninja sword and began to practice for a day. It started over and over again... without beginning or end, and the continuous sword skills seemed to form a cycle.

This is the effect produced by the Hatake Secret Code, which is about to cross the threshold and reach the proficiency level. At this moment, Yakumo's sword dance is beautiful, but it also contains awe-inspiring murderous intent secretly.