Naruto training king

Taking off his blood-stained gloves, Kabuto Yakushi put his hands under the faucet and washed them carefully.

Hinata Kiyomi stood aside and also washed his hands, but his eyes remained on Kabuto's hands.

"Kabuto." He suddenly shouted.

"What? You still don't understand the surgery just now?"

"Are you in any trouble?"

Kabuto paused for a moment, then laughed, and then asked: "Why do you say that suddenly?"

Qingmi stared into his eyes and said, "There are serious scratch marks on the inside of your fingers."

But since Dean Noonoyu took him back from the roots five years ago, Kabuto has never been exposed to ninja things.

He was either helping at the orphanage or working at Konoha Hospital every day, and the guy who ate his meals had also changed from kunai to scalpel.

People who hold a scalpel all year round will leave relatively small marks around their fingers.

When Ninja School students come into contact with kunai training for the first time, they will leave large scratch marks on the inside of their fingers and the tiger's mouth.

Of course, people who haven't touched a kunai for a long time and start training again will leave similar marks.

"It's really amazing. Your ninja skills are much better than mine."

Kabuto said with some emotion, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was remembering.

"You have been a spy. I can't compare to you in this kind of control of details."

"No," Kabuto shook his head slightly, "A spy only needs to be able to act."

"Really?" Qingmi shrugged, and he had no intention of asking any more questions.

During the conversation, Kabuto kept talking about him. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk, so it would be disrespectful to continue asking.

After the two returned to the office, he changed his words and asked, "Do you have any other plans for today?"

"No more for now. If you want to leave, you can leave work early."

"Then I'll leave first."

Kiyomi nodded, took off his white coat, hung it on a hanger nearby, turned and left Konoha Hospital.

After he left, Kabuto took off his glasses, revealing a tired face.

"Really...why do you have to choose me?"

There are so many people in this world who are better than me.

On the other side, after leaving the hospital, Qingsi went to the shopping street first, bought some things, and ran home impatiently.

As soon as I opened the door to my house, I could smell a very strong yet complex smell in the air.

"What are you doing?"

Qingmi muttered, put on his shoes and walked to the kitchen, only to find an unexpected person in the kitchen.

"Eh? Temari, why are you here too?"

Temari said without looking back, "Maybe I'm bored."

"How about... I will send a shadow clone to take you on a mission tomorrow?"

"No need, you should take care of things at the hospital first."

At this moment, Uchiha Hikaru picked up a freshly baked octopus ball with chopsticks, ran over excitedly, and handed it to his mouth.

"Ah~"

"It's like coaxing a child." Qingmi couldn't help but laugh, then he opened his mouth and bit into the meatball without any dipping sauce.

Although this octopus ball does not have any dipping sauce, you can clearly taste the light taste of salt as soon as you put it in your mouth.

Did she put salt in the batter?

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and then he bit it open with his teeth, and the secret contained inside the meatball suddenly exploded.

It has a strong seafood flavor, and even the octopus pieces inside the meatballs are delicious.

As for the octopus balls that are often eaten outside, without the layer of sauce on the outside, the balls themselves have no taste.

Qingmi raised his eyebrows slightly, swallowed the meatballs, and then asked: "What did you add to the batter?"

"It's fish soup." Guang raised his finger and pointed to the other side of the stove, where there was a pot of fish soup that had bottomed out.

"How about we use fish soup instead of water?"

There was a proud smile on her face, as if to say: Praise me quickly.

"Is this your idea?"

Qingmi cooperated and pretended to be surprised, then touched her head and praised: "It's really amazing."

Just like coaxing a child.

Hahaha.

Then he walked over to the soup pot and took a look, turning the base a little with a spoon. There were three fish bones lying under the soup, and the meat on them was almost cooked to pieces.

No wonder the seafood smell is so strong...

The octopus balls made in this way are indeed delicious, but they are not suitable for setting up a stall. Instead, they should be placed in a higher-end izakaya.

Because using fish soup instead of water will cost a lot.

Qingmi thought for a while, thinking about how to tell her this truth tactfully. After much thought, he decided not to say anything.

After all, losing money in business is part of experiencing life, so she can be happy with it.

It’s not like I can’t afford the loss, I can earn it back by doing a few D-level tasks.

"But I think the taste of the fish soup can be lighter, after all, the final product needs to be added with dipping sauce." He changed his mind.

"That makes sense!" Guang turned around and shouted, "Izumi, Temari, come and help me."

It's definitely not possible to add water directly to the existing batter, so you need to add a little water and a little flour into it.

She ran to the basin with the batter, Temari was standing on the left hand side holding water, and Izumi was standing on the right hand side holding flour.

"The legendary three".

Qing Si laughed happily a few times. At this moment, a little carrot head poked out of the kitchen door behind him, looking inside curiously.

"Brother Qingsi."

Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked over: "Hanabi? Why are you here?"

As if Hinata Hanabi didn't want to disturb the three people who were busy over there, she waved to Qingmi, gesturing for him to come out and talk.

Outside the kitchen.

As soon as Qingmi walked out, he rubbed her cheek happily.

Cute.

Hanabi struggled to break free from his clutches and continued: "I have learned the trick that my brother taught me."

"Did you learn air palm so quickly?" He was slightly surprised, "Then what do you want to learn next?"

"Return to Heaven!" Hanabi waved her fist vigorously.

"It seems that you are ready, but before that, I have to test you a little."

Qingmi touched the top of her head and then led her towards the backyard.

Ever since he was accepted as a disciple by Tsunade, he had hardly seen Hinata Hinashi. Although she didn't see him very often before, Qingsi could clearly feel that Lao Deng was avoiding her now.

Later, on the day when Hanabi turned three, Hizu seemed to intentionally ignore the matter of letting Kiyomi teach Hanabi, but...

If you say you don't want to do it, then you won't do it?

Today I am going to let you know what it means to invite God but not to give it away, and what it means to be surprised.

Qingsi's temper got the better of him, and he immediately decided to give Rizu a slap in the face. At the clan meeting, he stood up in front of all clan members and mentioned the matter again.

Nowadays, he is no longer the transparent person he was back then. Even if Hinata Hizu is the clan leader, he can't stop this.

backyard.

The two formed a seal of opposition.

"If you want to learn to return to heaven, first of all, the amount of chakra must reach the standard."

"Hanabi, hit me with your empty palm as many times as you can."

Hanabi nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Then he showed the starting position of the soft boxing technique, and then came a powerful and heavy Bagua·Kongzhang strike.

She used all her strength as soon as she came up. If it weren't for the fact that Bagua and Kong Palm could only hold so much chakra in one go, she might not have had to knock out all the chakra in her body.

Qingmi raised his hand and struck out with an empty palm, neutralizing Hanabi's attack.

Maintaining this momentum, she used it ten more times, but the empty palm at the back seemed a little weak.

"Okay, that's it."

Kiyomi looked at the panting Hanabi and shouted stop.

Before she had time to rest, Hanabi couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Kiyomi, am I qualified?"

"Barely qualified."

"That's great, hurry up and teach me."

Kiyomi shook his head: "Rest for a while first, recover your chakra and then I'll teach you."

By the time the two returned to the living room, dinner was ready.

Of course, fish soup and octopus balls are indispensable.

Guang put a plate of dishes on the table and happened to notice the bag placed on the table.

Before taking it elsewhere, she opened it and took a look and found a very new notebook inside, as well as a nice blue pen.

At this moment, Qingmi came over holding Hanabi who had washed her hands: "Light, this is for you, please accept it."

"Given it to me?" Guang was slightly startled, "Thank you, but...what should I use it to write something with?"

Kiyomi smiled and said: "Write down the various experiences you have experienced in life, just like writing a diary."

"I'll compile it into a book one day in the future. I've already thought of the name. It's called "Hikaru Uchiha's One Hundred Lives". How about it?"

One hundred kinds of... life...

Guang murmured and hugged the notebook tightly in his arms: "Is it true that there are a hundred lives waiting for me to experience?"

Qingsi coughed twice and explained: "Ninety-nine kinds of life, seventy-seven kinds of life, they all sound pretty good."

"Anyway, just do whatever you want."

Guang was silent for a while, and then showed a slightly relaxed smile: "Then... I should be living my second life now."

As for the first kind of life, it is naturally the life called "nameless". Even though it was a painful past, she never intended to forget it.

Uchiha Hikari came back to his senses, only to find that everyone around the dinner table was silent for a while.

It seems...she is not the only one who is experiencing a second life.

Qingmi didn't expect that these few sentences would be so lethal. They were all emo?

He glanced around, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Soon, he found an excellent entry point.

Kiyomi stood up, filled a bowl of fish soup and placed it in front of Hinata Hanabi.

"Little Hanabi, let them forget it. Why do you look so heavy-minded at such a young age?"

Hearing this, Hanabi's round face suddenly puffed up with anger: "Humph!"

"Who says you can't express your feelings about life at a young age?"

I don’t know what’s going on, but one of them was hiccupping this morning.

When I write two words, my hand shakes...