Naruto: My Own Wind

Hearing the arrival of the Konoha ninja, Kazama looked over with curiosity. With just one glance, he recognized who they were.

The adult ninja wearing Konoha Jonin mail, with a hairy beard and a cigarette in his mouth was Sarutobi Asuma.

The other three people were: Nara Shikamaru with pineapple head, Akimichi Choji with underwear pullover, and the little beauty Yamanaka Ino.

The son of the new version of Ino Shikacho and Naruto.

Watching the negotiation between the lord and Sarutobi Asuma, and the curiosity of Ino Shikacho and the other two, Kazama once again became confused about the cargo this time. Even if there were more fish, was it necessary to hire a Jonin to be the guard?

Is there any confidential mission here?

Or does the boss have a lot of money and has nothing to spend?

It shouldn't be. Although the elder Jiro Yamashiro is very generous most of the time, he has never been generous in escorting the caravan.

Then why did the Sarutobi Asuma team come this time?

Wait, team?

Kazama slapped his forehead, and he suddenly realized that this was probably the first time that Asuma Sarutobi took the pig Shikacho out of the village to perform a mission.

Just like the mission in the anime where Kakashi and Zabuza met, it was also the first time that he took Team 7 out of the village to perform a mission.

In this case, it is reasonable for Asuma Sarutobi to appear here.

However, I hope they don’t have a physique of a disaster star. I don’t want to be calm, I just want to live a stable life.

Thinking of this, Kazama no longer looked ahead, but half-lying on the carriage again, holding the dogtail grass in his mouth, looking leisurely and contented.

After greeting the big seat, Asuma Sarutobi asked the pig Shikacho to guard the back of the convoy, and he was responsible for the front.

The sound of footsteps came into Kazama’s ears. He turned his head and saw that it was the fat boy Akimichi Choji, who came to him with a schoolbag on his back.

"Uncle, hello, can I sit here?" Akimichi Choji said with a smile.

"Of course, sit down." Fengjian moved to one side to make room for him.

Akimichi Choji thanked him and sat on the carriage.

The elder waved his hand and the caravan set off again.

Not long after the carriage started, Fengjian heard a crunching sound and turned around to see Akimichi Choji eating potato chips.

Fengjian's eyebrows twitched slightly. Akimichi Choji was really different from other ninjas. Other ninjas carried ninja tools when they went on missions, but he brought a bag of potato chips.

This was not a mission, this was probably a picnic.

Feeling the gaze of Kazama, Akimichi Choji stopped chewing, turned his head to look at Kazama, and took out a bag of potato chips from his schoolbag, and handed it to him with a smile, "Uncle, you try it too, it's delicious."

Looking at the potato chips in front of him, Kazama was a little dazed, and seeing Akimichi Choji's friendly eyes, he grinned, "Thank you, but I don't eat puffed food."

"Uncle, why? Potato chips are delicious."

"Fill the gaps between teeth, and make you fat."

"Uh..." Akimichi Choji was a little confused, because he never cared about these two problems, especially the second problem of getting fat, which he needed very much.

Looking at the thin Kazama, Akimichi Choji still stuffed the potato chips into his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, you won't get fat if you eat a little occasionally."

Feeling Akimichi Choji's kindness, Kazama also showed a kind smile, opened the bag, took out a potato chip, slowly put it in his mouth, closed his right eye, and recalled the long-lost taste.

The taste of potato chips is really old for Kazama, because the last time he ate potato chips was in his previous life.

Seeing Kazama enjoying himself, Akimichi Choji was also very happy. He took out a potato chip and put it in his mouth to chew.

In a few seconds, a potato chip was swallowed. Akimichi Choji took another one. Turning around, he saw Kazama still enjoying it with his eyes closed. He smiled and said, "Uncle, the potato chips are delicious, right?"

After that, Akimichi Choji threw the potato chip in his hand into his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay." Kazama nodded and took out another potato chip. "Little Ninja of Konoha, what's your name?"

In fact, this is a question that he knows the answer to, but he has to ask.

The phrase "Little Ninja of Konoha" made Akimichi Choji a little amused. Ninja is just a ninja, but he actually added a small word. He was speechless.

Not only Akimichi Choji thought so, but Nara Shikamaru, who was not far ahead, also had a helpless expression.

However, Akimichi Choji still told Kazama his name and asked him his name.

Throwing the potato chips into his mouth, Kazama also said his name and continued to eat.

After learning Kazama's name, Akimichi Choji chatted with Kazama while eating potato chips.

Kazama also deliberately or unintentionally asked about Akimichi Choji's ninja career.

In fact, Kazama just had nothing to do.

At noon, the caravan stopped to rest. The boss arranged someone to be in charge of the guard, and the rest of the people hurried to eat.

And the person in charge of the guard,It was Kazama. This was not the first time such an arrangement had been made, and he was used to it.

The chief invited Asuma's team to have dinner together, but they declined.

Looking at Kazama who was guarding the goods alone in the distance, Yamanaka Ino nudged Akimichi Choji with her elbow and asked softly, "Choji, what did you talk about with that yellow-haired uncle?

I was at the front and could hear your voice.

Choji, you are usually very quiet. What happened today? Why are you so talkative?"

Before Akimichi Choji could answer, Nara Shikamaru put his hands behind his head and said lightly, "Choji, talk less to that uncle. If you keep talking, he will know everything about you."

Shikamaru's words made Ino and Choji a little confused, and they turned to look at him.

Sarutobi Asuma, who was sitting on the tree, looked at the three people under the tree with curious eyes.

Seeing his companion's confused expression, Shikamaru sighed slightly and lowered his hands, "Choji, think about it, is that yellow-haired uncle always curious about ninjas, intentionally or unintentionally?"

Crack, crack, Choji nodded while eating potato chips.

"You're still nodding? People are curious, just answer truthfully!

Then if they ask you what ninjutsu you know, will you show them again!" Shikamaru took out a bag of potato chips from Choji's schoolbag, opened it and started eating.

"Uncle Kazama won't ask." Choji grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Kazama? Uncle's name?"

Nodding to Ino, Choji grabbed another handful of potato chips.

"Whether he asks or not, you have to remember that as a ninja, don't reveal your information to strangers.

Information is the life-saving capital of a ninja!" Shikamaru patted Choji's shoulder, "In the afternoon, let's change positions."

After hearing this, Choji nodded and poured the last potato chip into his mouth.

After listening to the conversation between the three people, Sarutobi Asuma showed a trace of an old father's smile, and at the same time turned his head and looked at Kazama who was alone.

At this time, Kazama was in a daze, and he didn't respond even when the big seat called him to eat.

Until someone patted him, Kazama came back to his senses and stared at the person who patted him, a little confused.

The man looked at his expression and was speechless, pointing to the big seat, "Kazama, the big seat asked you to go to eat."

Kazama nodded after hearing this, came to the side of the big seat, and sat on the ground.

"Kazama, what are you thinking about? You didn't respond when I called you over?" The big seat asked curiously.

"Ah, I'm thinking about which tavern to go to after I go back this time." Fengjian picked up a rice ball and took a big bite.

"I guess it's you, as long as you have money, you will be drunk and dreaming." The big seat shook his head helplessly, and said earnestly: "Fengjian, you are not a child anymore, don't you think about your personal problems?"

"Ahem..." Fengjian was choked by the rice ball, and quickly patted his chest to make himself breathe smoothly.

"Why are you in a hurry, no one is competing with you." The big seat touched his chin, "The sister of the owner of the barbecue restaurant, she looks..."

Fengjian swallowed the rice ball in his hand, picked up another rice ball, stood up and left, and said as he walked: "Brother Big Seat, let's go."

Watching Fengjian run away, Big Seat sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and the caravan set off.

And Fengjian sat in the last carriage, lowered his head, and fell into a state of contemplation. Even when Shikamaru sat next to him, he didn't react at all, and still lowered his head.

Shikamaru frowned slightly, and was a little puzzled. He didn't understand why Kazama, who was still chatting and laughing with Choji in the morning, didn't even look at him when he arrived?

Moreover, what was the meaning of him taking a rice ball and not eating it?