Naruto training king

By the time Hinata Kiyomi stood in front of her house, the piece of chocolate had long since lost her warmth and had slowly become hard.

But the depression he pressed with his thumb has remained on the surface of the chocolate forever, and will not change until the next time it melts.

But what will melt it next time will be the temperature of Kurama Yakumo's palm?

Qingmi sighed slightly, sat down on the steps in front of his house, and stared blankly at the night.

Unexpectedly, the words he once used to tease Uchiha Sasuke would actually fall on him one day.

If Yakumo confessed his love to him openly, maybe he could refuse it with all his heart.

But now, he is like this piece of chocolate, there is always someone who sincerely melts it and leaves his mark.

Alas, you can carry hard knives, but who can carry soft knives?

Qingsi touched his pockets all over his body and found a coin with a face value of one hundred taels.

When faced with two choices, flipping a coin always works.

Not because it always gives the right answer, but the answer comes out the second you throw it in the air.

Make a fist with your right hand, pinch it with your thumb, and place the coin.

"Crunch——"

A slight voice came from behind, and Qingsi said without looking back: "Quan, I'll sit here for a while."

After that, he decisively threw the coin in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Hinata's voice sounded behind him, sounding a little confused.

Without even a second feeling sad about the flying coins, he immediately hid the chocolate in the palm of his left hand into his coat pocket.

At this moment, Hinata Kiyomi showed the excellent qualities necessary to practice the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Then he stretched out his right hand and effortlessly caught the coins falling from the sky and put them into his pocket. His movements were smooth and smooth, without even glancing at the result.

"nothing."

Qingsi murmured, looking at the night in the distance with a relieved smile.

He turned around and saw a girl in an apron standing under the bright yellow light. The apron is goose yellow, a little long, and looks like a long skirt.

"So you are here. I have been looking for you all day today."

Hinata snorted softly: "You can't find me outside, why don't you know how to go home and have a look?"

"I went to your house to see it, but I just didn't catch up."

Qingmi shrugged slightly, stepped on the stairs and walked up.

Hinata turned sideways, bent down and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and then put away the shoes that Qingmi had changed into.

Could she really have the potential to be a good wife and mother?

Qingmi was stunned when he saw it.

She straightened up, held a strand of hair behind her ear with her left hand, and her cheeks turned slightly red as if she noticed Qingmi's gaze.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm thinking, if you mean this place when you say 'go and have a look at your home', is it my home or your home?"

"It can't be..."

Her voice became quieter and quieter, and Lian Qing could no longer hear her clearly. Maybe it was because she was too shy to say anything.

"It can't be what?" he asked.

Hinata tilted her head, and her long hair fell down, covering half of her cheeks. Her red ears were like a little rabbit probing at the entrance of a hole.

"Can't it be our home?"

what is this?

Straight ball attack?

However, this was not over yet. She seemed to think she had said the wrong thing, and she waved her hands in panic again.

"Look, you have a key, and I also have a key...Although you gave it to me...but...oh..."

It was as if she had lost her language function. The more she spoke, the more urgent she became, and the more urgent she became, the less clearly she could speak.

One is a soft knife that slowly melts his defense, and the other is a cutie who can hit a straight ball and knock himself down first.

Even with a strong body and full defense, he still can't withstand this kind of real injury.

So... when he tossed a coin at the door before, he hoped that the result would be that it fell vertically, which made perfect sense!

Qingmi couldn't help but take a step forward and get close to her.

Hinata thought he was going to touch her head again, so she shrank her head slightly and exposed the top of her head.

However, what she didn't expect was that Kiyomi stretched out his arms to hug her and whispered in her ear: "Hinata."

Hinata was stunned by the sudden hug and didn't come back to her senses until his shout sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the first thing she felt was a smell that was stronger than the bed in the bedroom. It was a smell that belonged exclusively to Kiyomi.

The strength from his hands and the bodies pressed tightly together seemed to be rubbing her into his arms.

The temperature from her neck made her feel slightly hot. Was his body temperature a little high or was she too sensitive?

All kinds of thoughts in my heart are like mushrooms springing up after a rain, but before they have time to sprout, the hug breaks away at the touch of a finger.

There was a trace of reluctance and fascination in her eyes, and she really wanted to... really wanted to hold her for a little longer.

Qingmi squeezed her shoulders, his smile as warm as the little sun: "Cute."

"Ah? Ah!"

At this time, Steam Girl's safety threshold was completely breached, and she fell back and fainted.

Qingmi quickly reached out to grab her, carried her to the sofa, and laid her down. He sat down opposite her, with a long-lasting smile on his face.

At this moment, Quan took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen.

"Master, dinner is ready"

"Izumi, how did you know that such a cute girl like Hinata would like me."

"Um?"

…

"Master, don't say such things outside in the future, you will get beaten."

"Ah ha ha--"

Qingmi touched the back of his head and made a fool of himself. Then he walked up to Hinata and after a little effort, he woke her up.

Her pure white eyes were full of confusion, and she was a bit disoriented when walking. She had to rely on someone to help her sit down at the dining table.

Qingmi laughed and complained: "Why do you look like a drunk person?"

Hinata held her head in her hands, rested her elbows on the table, and said dazedly: "Because now...my head is just like a drunken mess."

At the dinner table, Hinata and Izumi kept chatting and seemed to have no intention of settling a score with him.

Since Hinata didn't take the initiative to bring it up, then Kiyomi definitely wouldn't take the initiative to bring up the matter of Tian Country.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the Immortal of Six Paths, this matter will just go away.

I don't know if it's because Quan's personality is better, or because they are both girls, but the conversation between the two has never stopped.

It wasn't until dinner was almost finished that Hinata paid some attention to Kiyomi.

"Is today's food not to your liking? Why did you only eat so much?"

The moment he finished speaking, Qingmi suddenly felt sweaty, and the piece of chocolate lying in his pocket suddenly became a little hot to the touch.

"No, when I was looking for you outside, I bought some snacks to fill my stomach."

"So that's it..." Hinata nodded thoughtfully.

Just when Qingmi thought he had gotten over it, her next words instantly made him break out in a cold sweat.

"With your personality, you will definitely be too anxious to buy snacks when you are looking for someone. Could it be... there is someone else?"

Qingmi wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued: "So you also know that I am in a hurry..."

"Humph!" Hinata crossed her arms, "I did it on purpose, otherwise how could I calm down?"

"I happened to meet Yakumo when I came out of the Hokage Building, so I went all over Konoha looking for you with her."

"Heh, I think you want Yakumo to be a lobbyist."

Otherwise, you should go back to your silly look just now.

Qingsi was about to coax him when he heard Hinata change the topic and said: "Forget it this time, if there is a next time, I won't forgive you so easily."

call!

This matter is finally over.

Immediately afterwards, she pestered Qingmi and asked about various things on the battlefield.

He picked out some things and talked about them, ignoring his plans to "show off as a hero". The rest was basically just dawdling on the battlefield.

But even so, when he heard the Byakugan sniper tactics were so brilliant, and when he and Nara Shikaku sneaked into the Sunagakure camp, Kiyomi still felt the look of admiration.

The former has long been spread throughout the Konoha Village, and Hinata must have heard it more than once.

As the night got darker, Qingsi had sent her to the Hyuga tribe. After returning home, I lay down on the sofa and let out a long breath as if I was relieved.

At this point, the various influences caused by the Uchiha incident are finally over. Until he graduates, there should be nothing wrong with the ninja world.

Then...it's time for me to plan my own development route.

Qingmi sat up, walked into the bedroom, and pulled out a lot of things from under the bed.

Like a treasure trove, he was counting his assets in the future of running rampant in the ninja world, bullying men, dominating women, and not eating beef.

"The Uchiha clan's jutsu, sealing jutsu, medical ninjutsu, the secret jutsu Hinata gave him, the soft fist technique, and..."

He stretched out his hand and took out a scroll and put it on the bed. Then he ran to the other side of the bedroom and picked up the Feng Shenqi on the knife rest.

"Flying Thunder God's Technique and Sword Technique."

Qingmi threw the Feng Shenqi in his hand onto the bed. The weight of the metal made the soft bed dent, and pulled out a section of the bedside sheet.

"Um?"

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered something unexpected on his bed.

Qingmi walked to the head of the bed, put his fingers into the gap, and pulled out a long hair. Under the light of incandescent lamps, her hair shimmered with purple luster.

The other hand reached into his pocket, took out the piece of chocolate and pressed it together with the purple hair.

Qingmi stared at these two things closely, folded his hands on his chest, and thought for a long time with a steady chin.

After a while, he sat up straight, took out a pen and paper and continued to write down a plan for himself.

He didn't know how to deal with the relationship between Yakumo and Hinata, but Kiyomi understood one thing.

Only if they are strong enough, they will not be interfered by the outside world when making choices.

the next day.

Qingmi stood in front of the Hokage's office and sighed: "Sure enough, the flag was set too early."