Naruto: This Naruto wants to drive a mecha

"Ichimu, go slowly, no one is competing with you." Fengjian was speechless. He didn't expect that Ichimu, who was usually very quiet, would be so quick to see the barbecue.

Ichimu smiled awkwardly and put his chopsticks on the plate.

Picking up the plate beside him and putting the meat on the grill, Fengjian shouted to the bar, "Bring three more plates of meat."

"Ichimu, you look so thin, I didn't expect you to eat so much meat." Sagiri looked at Ichimu with curiosity.

"What's so strange about this? Ichimu is a swordsman." Seeing Ichimu's embarrassment, Fengjian said for him.

"Do swordsmen have a big appetite?"

Fengjian looked at Sagiri with an idiot look, and said with a pout: "Generally speaking, if you exercise a lot, you will definitely eat a lot.

My lady, didn't you notice that you can eat a lot too?"

"I... did I?" Sagiri said with a slightly red cheek, lowering her head.

"What do you think? Ramen, dumplings, and grilled meat are not only eaten by Ikki." Kazama turned a piece of meat over.

"I...you...you didn't eat it." Sagiri raised her head and said stubbornly with a red face.

"I didn't say I have a small appetite." Kazama turned all the meat over and winked at Ikki, "I say, Ikki, who paid for you and Anzi to go out for dinner?"

"Of course it was me. How can I let a girl pay for it?" Ikki said proudly with his head held high.

"Ichiki, you are this." Sagiri gave Ichiki a thumbs up, then glanced at Kazama, "Unlike some people, they let girls spend money when they go out to eat."

"Miss, there are some things that cannot be confused." Kazama put down his chopsticks, leaned his elbows on the table, and crossed his fingers in front of his chest, "Ichiki and Kyoko are lovers.

It is natural for either of them to spend money, and we are willing.

As for us, we can only be considered acquaintances, not even friends.

Ichiki treats me to ramen, you treat me to dumplings, and I treat you to barbecue. This is called reciprocity.

Also, Miss, you have a request for me, do you only rely on your upper lip and lower lip to ask for help? If you don't do something practical, is it called asking for help?"

Sagiri was a little embarrassed by what Kazama said, not only did her red face turn pale, but she was also shaking all over.

Seeing this, Yimu quickly tried to smooth things over, "Oh, the meat is cooked.

Come on, Miss, Senior Fengjian, you guys try it first."

After Yimu finished speaking, he picked up a piece of barbecue for each of them.

Sagiri glared at Fengjian fiercely, took the barbecue into her mouth, and chewed it hard, as if the barbecue was Fengjian, biting it very hard.

Fengjian ignored her and lowered his head to eat the meat.

For a while, the three of them were much quieter, with only the chewing sound of eating meat and the sizzling sound of barbecue.

Of course, the other diners were talking and laughing.

When they came out of the barbecue, the moon was already in the sky, but people on the street were still coming in an endless stream.

Sagiri patted her bulging belly and said awkwardly: "Kazama, where are you going?"

Kazama pointed at Sagiri's belly and said with a smile: "Miss, you are like this, and you still want to eat?"

"I... who wants to eat, I just ask you, where are you going to go?" Sagiri put one hand on her waist and the other hand on her belly.

"Uh..." Yimu burped at this time.

"Where are you going? Didn't you see that it's getting dark? If you don't go back, the boss will be furious." Kazama took a step back and was a little distance away from Yimu, "Let's go back to the hotel now."

"Go back." Sagiri was a little reluctant.

"Nonsense, let's go." Kazama waved and left the door of BBQ Q first.

Yimu was very obedient and followed behind Kazama, and Sagiri saw this, opened her mouth, said a few words silently, and quickly caught up with the two.

After turning a street, Kazama looked at the boy coming towards him, and his expression changed slightly.

Seeing Kazama suddenly slow down, Sagiri also leaned forward to take a look.

A boy came towards him, who looked to be in his teens, wearing an orange jacket and a Konoha ninja forehead protector.

Like Kazama, he had yellow hair and blue eyes, but this boy had short hair.

It was just a child, Sagiri just glanced at him and ignored him, but urged Kazama to hurry up, she wanted to go back and rest.

Kazama didn't say anything, just nodded, and quickened his pace, passing by the boy.

When he reached the street entrance, Kazama turned his head slightly, glanced at the boy's back, and then turned around and left quickly.

How could Kazama not recognize this boy, Uzumaki Naruto, one of the two protagonists in the Naruto world.

A boy who has been accompanied by loneliness since childhood, but his heart is full of sunshine. Because a weak firewood light is a thousand-foot light in Uzumaki Naruto's eyes.

It should have gone to the abyss, but relying on that weak flame, it came to the sunshine.The top of the mountain.

Uzumaki Naruto? A very interesting person.

Kazama pinched his chin, and he thought of an interesting question. He was also a disciple of Jiraiya, and Minato Namikaze was Jiraiya's apprentice. Then was he the uncle of Uzumaki Naruto?

Thinking of this, Kazama's mouth corners slightly raised.

Sagiri saw Kazama's smile and stretched her head in front of him, "Hey! What are you thinking about? You are laughing so obscenely."

"Obscene? Are you blind?" Kazama frowned and looked at Sagiri with unkind eyes, "Hurry back and let the boss take you to the hospital."

"You...you are blind." Sagiri wrinkled her nose and bit her lower lip.

Kazama ignored her and quickened his pace.

No words along the way, naturally walking fast.

Back to the hotel, just on the second floor, I met Wasabi Jirocho.

"Where have you three been? You're back so late."

When Wasabi Jiro-chan spoke, Sagiri and Ikki lowered their heads and said nothing. There was no other way, so Kazama had to be the first to tell Wasabi Jiro-chan what happened.

Wasabi Jiro-chan nodded, told them to go to bed early, and then he went downstairs.

Back in the room, Kazama scratched his head, "Ikki, are you sleepy?"

Ikki shook his head.

"How about we go have a couple of drinks?"

Ikki sat up instantly after hearing this, and nodded with his eyes shining.

Kazama smiled slightly, this is a drunkard.

When he arrived at the izakaya, Kazama pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, Kazama saw the back of a pineapple-headed man's head.

Just when Kazama felt familiar, the pineapple-headed man turned around and saw Kazama. He was a little surprised and asked, "Uncle, why are you here?"

Kazama was a little confused. He actually met Nara Shikamaru in the izakaya.

However, Nara Shikamaru at this time is not yet sixteen years old, so he should not be able to drink.

"Hey! Uncle, why don't you talk?" Nara Shikamaru put his hands in his pockets, and his face showed helplessness.

"Shikamaru, why are you here? Are you old enough to drink?" Kazama asked.

"Tsk! Uncle, you are wrong. I am not here to drink. I am here to call my dad home." Nara Shikamaru pointed to three uncles drinking not far away.

Following the direction of Nara Shikamaru's finger, Kazama also saw these three uncles. Everyone looked drunk, but they were still clinking glasses and drinking.

It turned out to be the old generation of Ino-Shika-Chou. As for what their names were, Kazama didn't remember.

However, are the old generation of Ino-Shika-Chou all drunkards?