Naruto: Survive to the end and send everyone away

I saw Aunt Keiko running to the nearest senbei shop and waving her big hand: "Boss, I have covered all the senbei that have not been sold!" The

Uchiha boss, who was placing the freshly baked senbei in the glass cabinet, was stunned for a moment, he looked at Aunt Keiko, and then at the young man of the same clan behind her.

The Uchiha boy gave a thumbs up and pointed to Aunt Keiko, "Sakuragi's family." The

Uchiha boss's black eyes suddenly lit up, this is a person from the Sakuragi clan who is not bad for money!

The Uchiha boss immediately agreed, but it would take some time to pack up all the senbei, so after Aunt Keiko paid the money, she ran several senbei shops in a row, and the same big hand waved ......

The facial expressions of the Uchiha boy who followed her were well managed, but the villain in her heart had already dropped her jaw.

Finally, the Uchiha boy carried several spatial scrolls (borrowed from someone) in his arms and followed Aunt Keiko to the Sakuragi clan.

That night, the Sakuragi clan bought all the senbei of the Uchiha clan, and it spread to every Uchiha's ears, and the next day in March, he found that the Uchiha he met on the road had a particularly good attitude towards him, although he was still paralyzed.

That's probably the charm of money.

Uchiha Fugaku looked at the large list of newly added numbers on the ledger, and before the ink dried, he grinned, and the old patriarch on the side looked at his expression, shook his head, and scolded softly: "Out of breath." Then he

turned around and picked up the treasured wine on the shelf.

Uchiha Fugaku: "......"

and March was silent for a long time in the face of the mountain-high senbei.

How long is he going to eat so many senbeis?

And Aunt Keiko, who was standing beside him, was a little embarrassed, as if she had indeed bought too much.

March turned his head: "Aunt Keiko, give them some to the other clansmen, it will be trendy after a long time." "

I'll call them over. Aunt Keiko turned around and trotted away from March's house.

Kakashi walked over in his pajamas, with a towel around his neck and wet hair, "This is ...... Uchiha Senbei?Why are there so many?

" Mitsuki reached for the towel hanging around his neck and began to wipe his hair: "

It's Aunt Keiko's fault, she always likes to wrap everything up.

Kakashi nodded, picked up a senbei, unpacked it, removed the mask as fast as he could, and took a bite before pulling it back on.

That's what the short hedgehog-headed guy called a senbei.

Salty and salty, it suits his taste well.

Kakashi removed the mask again, shoved the remaining senbei into his mouth, and pulled the mask again.

March looked at a bag with a bulging mask, and suddenly her fingers were a little itchy, and she wanted to poke it.

Kakashi's body stiffened, sensing that something bad was about to happen, and he glanced back at Mitsuki warily.

"......"

This vigilance is really too strong, if it weren't for the fact that the Sharingan absorbed a large amount of chakra from him, then Kakashi would definitely have the strength of the shadow.

It turns out that Kakashi's strength is much stronger than that of having a writing wheel without a writing wheel, at least without putting a thunderbolt to spread it.

The purple thunder and lightning in that hand is really wide.

Wait a minute.

Purple thunder and lightning?

At this moment, when it is silent!!

, I'm sorry,

I'm on the wrong platform.

Kakashi noticed that the feeling that had made him a little strange just now was gone, so he turned his head and picked up another senbei and ate it, but as soon as he took a bite, he frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It's sweet, it's not delicious." "

It's the first time he's ever eaten such a sweet senbei, it's made of sugar and syrup, Kakashi looked at the package carefully, remembering that the guy who looked at him a little unpleasantly brought it.

Huh~~ (disgusted) Can you actually eat such a sweet thing? Aren't you afraid of tooth decay? Your taste buds are broken!

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Mitsuki took the sweet senbei that Kakashi had bitten in his hand and ate it.

"......"

this amount of sugar...... It's easy to die!!!

March picked up the water glass on the side, took a few sips, washed away the sweetness in his mouth that was so sweet that it hurt a toothache, glanced at the time, and rubbed Kakashi's head: "It's not early, you should go to bed."

Kakashi nodded obediently, ran into the bathroom and brushed his teeth again, then picked up the stuffed dog doll that he had given him during the March New Year, and ran into his bed.

March drew the curtains and moved a few cacti and cactus balls to the window that could be opened, and once someone got through the window, it was easy to get pierced by the thorns on it, which was a way to prevent thieves, but in this world, this practice seemed a bit redundant.

But March is not here to prevent thieves or anything, but to correct the bad habit of Xiao Jindou never going through the door and only opening the window.

I really don't know who he learned this bad habit from.

Jiraiya who climbed through the window: ......

Flagwood Shuomao, who often flips through the window: ......

And, every ninja who flips through the window: ......

It can be said that opening windows is a common problem for all ninjas.

The next morning, Mitsuki sent Kakashi to school.

Kakashi didn't really want March to send it because he felt that he was grown up and didn't need someone else to pick him up, and of course, there were other reasons.

"Kakashi-good morning-"

A clear child's voice came from behind the two, and Kakashi's body instantly stiffened, and he took Mitsuki's hand and quickened his pace.

March looked back and saw a girl with short brown hair running towards them.

The distance was a little far, and March didn't see what the girl looked like until she ran closer, and March saw that there were two figure-of-eight on her face, a long purple pattern, which was none other than Nohara Rin.

March carefully discerned it and confirmed that it was painted with a special pigment.

Seeing that he couldn't run, Kakashi let go of Mitsuki's hand, then put his hands in his pockets and walked forward coldly.

Nohara Rin gasped and ran to him, "Ka, Kakashi, good morning."

Kakashi suddenly looked at her with dead fish eyes: "My name is Kakashi, not Kakashi."

"Hug, sorry.

Mitsuki patted Kakashi's head lightly with his hand, "Don't be so rude, your classmates have greeted you."

Kakashi raised his hand and covered the place where he was photographed, "Good morning."

At this time, Nohara Rin seemed to have just noticed the person standing next to Kakashi, she looked up, her face turned red as soon as she brushed it, and she stumbled and said, "You, hello, I'm Kakashi's classmate, my name is Nohara Rin."

March smiled and said to her, "Hello, I'm Sakuragi March."

Nohara Rin covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes full of disbelief and adoration: "Are you that Sakuragi March?" is that Sakuragi March who worshiped under Tsunade-sama?

" March looked at her with some amusement: "

There is only one March in the Sakuragi family, and that can only be me."

Yuan Yelin was surprised for a moment, and bent down and bowed: "I'm sorry, I was a little rude just now." She straightened up: "I've always grown up listening to your stories, but I didn't expect to meet you." The

phrase "......"

......

Something felt wrong in March, what did you mean by "growing up listening to my story"? This sentence simply increased his age by dozens of years.

This little girl can chat, and she can talk to death directly.

If the other ninjas heard her say this, they might have been very happy, because for it was a very good thing for them to be able to make a name for themselves at a young age, and to be able to have others worship him, comparable to the smoke on the ancestral grave.

Of course, they don't have ancestral graves, because during the Warring States Period, only the people of the Great Ninja clan would have graves, while the others just found a place to bury them, and at that time, they were busy with how to keep themselves alive, who could control whom, let alone bury others.

After taking them to school in March, they walked in the direction of the hospital.

Now, the few doctors brought out by his hands can pick up part of the burden and share his work, of course, except for some major surgeries that require him to operate, which can be said to make him a lot easier.

Walking to the hospital in March, when passing by the dessert shop, I also bought a few three-color balls, as snacks, and of course, there are other snacks, that is, senbei.

As soon as his feet hit the stairs outside the hospital, a boy wearing orange goggles and a blue tracksuit rushed out.

"It's over, it's going to be late!!" March

looked back and saw the Uchiha fan on the boy's back, and knew in his heart that the boy who shouted "late" was one of the future villain bosses - Uchiha Obito.

But now it is true that he is a young man with good roots, is helpful, and hopes that the world will be full of beautiful aspiring boys.

March walked into the hospital and asked the two medical staff in the medical guidance desk

: "What happened to the boy who just ran out?"

The two medical staff saw that it was March and immediately stood up: "Sakuragi-sama, that boy just now carried a grandmother who flashed her waist, and then ran out when he shouted that he was late." Another

medical officer said, "Look at the time, now the first class of the ninja school has begun."

March nodded, indicating that she understood.

Look, what a young boy, when someone needs help, he will be the first to help, the only drawback is that he is easy to be late.

Of course, there are times when good intentions do bad things.

March saw with his own eyes that when Uchiha Obito was not yet enrolled in school, he helped a trembling grandmother cross the street, only to be beaten several times by the grandmother with a crutch.

The old woman was beating him, and her dentures almost flew out.

March Lian Meng guessed that he was referring to the grandmother's movements, and analyzed that it should be the grandmother who finally crossed the road, but was helped back by the Uchiha with soil.

At that time, the Uchiha Obito did not have orange goggles, and the clothes on his body were also standard Uchiha family clothes.

That's why I didn't recognize it just now.

March was eating three-color balls, sorting out all kinds of materials, drinking tea from time to time, and waiting until noon, Aunt Keiko would bring him lunch, after that, he lay on the newly bought rocking chair, in a slight shaking, into a light sleep.

In the afternoon, the warm sunlight shines through the glass, through the curtains of the white gauze curtains, and finally falls on March's body, which looks like the whole person is emitting a faint light with the naked eye.

Outside the window, from time to time there is the rustle of leaves blown by the wind, the chirping of birds, and the occasional chirping of cicadas that have just crawled out of the ground.

Not to mention how pleasant it is, what is called quiet and beautiful, and the years are quiet, this is it.

Although the days are a little boring, but this kind of boring days are passed every day, so that's good.

This kind of boring days reminds March of the modern life of her previous life.

Go to school every day, figure out the knowledge points of the day, and then expand outward, and when you are tired, lie on the table to rest for a while, or look into the distance, so that your sour eyes can be relieved.

After school, you can also walk home with your classmates and friends, and buy some spicy noodles, crispy noodles or other things to eat, drink or play when passing by the store.

What a beautiful day.

Now that I think about it, the happiest days are when I go to school, because I don't have to work from morning to night for thousands of dollars, and then I have to work a few hours of unpaid overtime.

You don't need to be scolded because of the leader's mistakes, and you don't dare to fight back, for fear of losing this job, then you won't have a salary, you can't pay the rent, and you're afraid that your parents will worry.

Of course, the student days are also very hard, there are endless questions to do every day, endless knowledge points to learn, and articles that are misinterpreted meaning, which seem to be the answer but are not the trap of the answer.

I hope that my children can have good grades, and I hope that the students I teach can be better than other students.

The school is also a small complex club, and everyone in it is jealous that others are prettier than themselves. Jealousy of learning better than yourself. I can't get used to every move of people I hate. Gangs up to isolate others and bully others.

Sometimes, it should teach and educate people, and treat everyone who learns like him/her equally, but it is like a gust of wind.

A gust of wind capable of turning sparks into fire.

treats the opposite sex very well, will persuade, will be coquettish, and will "make exceptions" to give opportunities.

It's also very disgusting to treat the same sex.,Will use insulting words.,Will become impersonal .......

In a word......

People who are half-buried in the loess are courted online.

There is no other way to treat this kind of person than to bless him/her in a dream to become ugly.

Or sue up, and it will definitely go all the way to the end.

Having said that, the days without Little Golden Bean are really boring, no one is chirping his name in the ear, and I am really not used to it.

Little golden bean, ah......

Come back quickly, those fairy shells are all yours!!(

Ahem, it's far away.)

Do you think I'm telling you that every age has a different kind of pain?

No, I'm Kavin. ）