Naruto: The Savior

Because Ninja School is preparing for the end-of-year exam, today is a day off temporarily, so Miyuki doesn't have to go to school.

The rare thing is that today's mother Chie Tsubaki is also resting at home, but Xiao Meixing is so happy that she pesters her mother to learn flower arranging.

Miyuki, who occasionally visits Hinata Hinata's house, is already a beginner in flower arrangement.

Because of the basic foundation, and the courses taught by Hinata Hinata for girls from noble families, Xiaomei completely fell in love with flower arrangement.

Seeing the birth of flower arrangements like works of art in her own hands really made Xiao Meixing feel a little anxious and impatient.

"Xiaomei, your flower arranging skills are almost better than your mother's, it's amazing!"

Because I am good at it, I like it and become more passionate about it.

Patience, energy, focus...

The benefits of flower arranging to cultivate one's temperament are self-evident, and more importantly, let Xiao Meixing find a hobby to work hard for, and is willing to go out of the house for this, and learn from each other with some familiar and unfamiliar people.

Ever since Xiaomeixing became sensible, she has become less and less fond of going out to play with people she doesn't know.

Parents are children's first teachers, so Mizuki's disposition also largely affects Miyuki's character.

"Mother, it's not that good, it's sister Hinata who taught me well!"

"That's right, Hinata also said that our Xiaomei is a smart child, and he can learn it as soon as he learns!"

"I'm still far behind. The flower arrangements at Hinata's sister's house are beautiful, and their maids are also very good..."

"Xiaomei likes sister Hinata very much?"

"Well, sister Hinata is very nice, and sister Hanabi is also very beautiful!"

"Hanabi is my sister! You can't be so rude."

"Know it!"

Xiao Meixing knelt on the chair, carefully placed the last flower, and then smiled contentedly,

"It's done!"

As the end of the year approaches, many flowers have already withered, and there are not many types to choose from. Fortunately, my home is a flower shop, and I have the conditions to meet Xiao Meixing's needs for learning flower arrangement.

"Today's work is also very good, let's put it on the table in the living room, just in time for guests to come later."

Not long after, the doorbell rang at home.

Xiao Meixing jumped up and rushed to open the door, and Xiang Lin, who was smiling all over her face, and Jing Yin, who was holding a gift box, stood outside the door.

"I took the liberty to visit, Xiaomei, do you still remember my mother?"

"Sister Xianglin who works part-time in my flower shop, and this..."

Xiao Meixing stared at Shizune's pretty face for a while, then remembered,

"The big sister in the hospital..."

Although I have seen it a few times before, I have a little impression, but I really don't know who Shizune is.

"This is Aunt Jingyin, don't be rude!"

Xiaochun stepped forward and invited the two to the living room.

Jing Yin laughed dryly:

"It doesn't matter if you call me elder sister, it will make you look younger!"

Nearly forty years old, although she still looks like a young woman, it is almost time to be very sensitive to the topic of age.

Walking into the house, the bottle of freshly placed flower arrangements in the living room is so attractive, the water on the flower branches is still not dry, and the water vapor has a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

"so beautiful!"

Xianglin, who likes to collect perfumes as well as flowers, couldn't help admiring.

"This is Xiaomei's masterpiece, specially prepared for guests!"

Xiao Meixing couldn't help puffing out her proud chest. It's always a happy thing to be praised for a work that has been done so hard.

"That's right, it's amazing, it's not like Senior Mizuki has no talent for flower art at all!"

"Father is so stupid that he can't even tell the types of flowers."

"Then Xiaomei has to work hard in the future, otherwise the flower shop will lose money."

Xiang Rin and Jing Yin are joking,

"The business of Four Seasons Flower Shop doesn't seem to be very good now, it would be bad if it goes bankrupt."

"It's all right!"

Miyuki is a good boy who cares about the family.

"Sister Yuhuo helps out from time to time, so it won't go bankrupt."

"Fishing fire?"

Xianglin has no memory at all, Jingyin has seen this name before, but can't remember who it is.

Xiaochun poured hot tea for Xianglin and Jingyin.

"Yuhuo is a child that Mizuki brought back from the Kingdom of the Sea in the early years..."

"The country of the sea? It seems to be the case. The little girl who helped take care of the flower fields should have grown up by now."

I have been the mute of Naruto's secretary, and I have been exposed to a lot of information, so it is natural to know some unknown secrets.

"That child is twenty-two or twenty-three years old now, how time flies!"

"Yeah, I'm getting old before I know it."

Shizune smiled wryly,

"Stop talking about this, Xiaochun, I brought you this..."

While talking, Jingyin and Xianglin put the gift box they brought on the table,

"This is a secret medicine that Xianglin and I personally cultivated and picked. It is good for the body..."

"Thank you, Jingyin, and Xianglin, for causing you trouble."

"Where is it, we don't usually come to visit, and I feel a little ashamed."

Xianglin's face turned red,

"Received the kindness of senior Mizuki, and didn't repay much..."

"grace?"

Jing Yin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Although Tsunade personally accepted Korin as a disciple, it was indeed Mizuki who discovered the identity of the descendant of the Uzumaki family in the death forest of the Chunin exam, and forced him to stay, so that he later got involved with Tsunade Opportunity.

In terms of favor, it is indeed worthy of it.

However, what happened several years ago, Xianglin still misses it?

Xiao Chun shook her head with a smile:

"You are too polite, Mizuki didn't take it seriously, not to mention, you have helped us a lot over the years! If you are really sorry, there will be opportunities in the future, just come here often. During your absence, Xiaomei still I was thinking, why is the red-haired sister gone..."

"Have it?"

Miyuki asked suspiciously.

Xiao Chun caressed Xiao Miyuki's little head:

"You were still young at that time, so you don't remember much now!"

"Then why didn't Sister Xianglin come?"

"Probably too busy, it's hard to say!"

Xianglin replied with a smirk.

...

It was more than half of the afternoon, and Mizuki, who was a little tired, returned home.

"Where are the guests?"

"left already!"

Miyuki was carefully cutting the flower branches, and said that she wanted to make another flower arrangement and give it to Nagi to cheer for the exam at the end of the year.

"Sorry, I'm too busy today, there are too many things in school."

Mizuki would rather fight with someone for 300 rounds than it would be easier to convince others.

"It doesn't matter!"

Xiaochun took out a letter and handed it to Mizuki.

"Given by Xianglin?"

"You really guessed it!"

Xiao Chun pursed her lips and snickered,

"At a young age, there are still little girls who fall in love with me, which shows that my vision was not too bad back then."

"Of course."

Mizuki took the envelope, thought about it and put it away,

"I thought that child would give me a letter a few years ago. I didn't expect to hide for so many years, but now I can't help it!"

"Don't you take a look?"

"No need, just put it away."

Mizuki roughly guessed what was written in it.

"How do you know how to reply if you don't read it?"

"That child firmly believes that girls' beliefs are invincible. If they were of the same age, they would have been desperate to stalk them!"

Mizuki smiled,

"A girl's heart is worthy of respect, so I put away the letter, but there is no need to reply. As a result, Xianglin guessed it a long time ago. If I solemnly refuse, won't I humiliate her?"

It started because the hero saved the beauty, and died in order to win the hammer.

But the last hammer, forget it!