People are in Konoha, this Naruto lies flat

Chapter 169 New

Arriving at the training ground in the woods covered with white snow, Naruto saw the newly replaced wooden stakes from a distance, and slowly walked to the middle of the training ground and stopped.

He turned to look at Jiraiya, who was slowly arriving, and asked suddenly.

"Since it is actual combat training, should everything be based on the actual combat situation? What I mean is letting go of one's nature and so on."

"Nature?" Jiraiya didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. He was still kept in the dark and said casually, "Whatever, you can fight how you want."

After finishing speaking, Jiraiya stretched out a hand and showed a shy smile.

"I'll give you a hand."

"Okay." Naruto smiled. Without the shadow clone, he directly rushed forward with the Rasengan with one hand in a curve, "Old man, just stick your neck out and die!"

Hearing this, Jiraiya frowned and clenched his fists immediately.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

"Isn't the New Year's Festival in a few days?" Naruto asked after being stunned for a long time.

"Um."

With a few bangs, Jiraiya flashed and kicked Naruto's wrist directly. The Rasengan suddenly covered the snow uncontrollably, turning the ground violently into a big hole!

Ino said so quietly that Naruto didn't hear it and had already rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen. As expected, Ino's cooking skills were very limited and he could cook a lot of soup in one pot.

He doesn't care about other people's grievances or deep hatreds. He just needs to kill them all together. Standing in front of the enemy's tombstone to repent is always the most pious moment.

Jiraiya, who was standing beside him, suddenly patted Naruto on the shoulder. Naruto turned around and saw an awkward smile on his face, as if he was a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"Without me, someone would have missed the New Year's Day completely."

"What's wrong? Are you stupid? Are you obsessed with this girl's beauty?"

"Have you forgotten?" Ino said with her hands on her hips and snorted, "Practice has damaged your brain, and I'm afraid no one will want it in the future."

"That's good, that's good." Jiraiya retracted his hand, smiled awkwardly, and then walked towards the izakaya, shouting loudly.

Jiraiya and Naruto stood by the street and stopped for a while, watching the children slam the white snowballs onto the red wall. The tiles on the old wall were knocked off and fell on the thick layer of snow.

No one cares.

"What day is it today?"

The wind became stronger, and the snow began to fall. The two of them started to look back, and they saw a vast expanse of white. There was almost no sound in the forest except for the sound of the cold wind and the sound of stepping on the snow.

A veteran like Jiraiya has quick reactions and plenty of experience, and he has endless tricks in battle. Naruto took a month of beatings before he slowly adapted.

"Oh, didn't you say you want to be real?" Naruto covered his wrist and grinned in pain.

We’ll talk about the future later, but the Akatsuki organization really has no meaning in existence.

"Absolutely, so-so." Jiraiya scratched his head.

"Only a talented person like me can learn a ninjutsu so quickly in one winter." Naruto was not embarrassed at all. His speed was indeed pretty good.

I have practiced all the taijutsu and genjutsu Rasengan over and over again. The effect is of course very significant.

"Did you ever play this with your friends as a kid?"

He sighed silently, took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, and started to cook. Ino saw Naruto cooking, so she sat nervously on the sofa.

"It's quite real now. At least the beatings you received are very real." Jiraiya, who had silver hair, clapped his hands and said, "That's it for today. It's snowing heavily."

"Why are you here?" Naruto smiled.

"How did you know?"

"How could you not know if you haven't seen anyone for two or three months? You underestimate Jiraiya-sama's reputation too much." Ino put the shoes in front of him and said, "Quickly change shoes."

In the living room, under the bright yellow light, Naruto looked toward the kitchen for a long time. Ino walked up to him, frowned and stared at him, then reached out and touched his forehead.

Naruto looked at everything in front of him and thought of Moshan Mountain with red walls and white snow. He only found it interesting and smiled.

"That." He pointed his finger at the group of children playing with each other, with a flattering smile on his face.

He blinked, and he had seen that smile in his previous life. It was a winter night, and his grandfather, who had been missing for five years, was brought back by people from the police station.

The last training just now was just to let off some steam, so I cleverly called out "old boy", but unexpectedly I received another beating.

If you have time, just kill them all.

Naruto stood there without watching Jiraiya leave, without saying a word and without any expression on his face. He did not slowly leave until heavy snow fell on his shoulders.

"What?" He came back to his senses, his voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed and asked.

When we returned to the village, the sounds around us started to become lively.

Seeing this, Naruto was slightly stunned and asked: "Luxury Immortal, what's wrong with you?"

Water was being boiled in the kitchen, and the soup in the pot began to boil, emitting a trace of white gas.

At least now the only people who know Rasengan are Jiraiya and him. If a battle breaks out, when facing the enemy, this move can often hit the opponent hard by surprise.

"Really, you should have a few drinks in this weather!"

"You have now mastered the Rasengan. A winter's hard work has not been in vain."

Children wearing thick cotton hats and cotton gloves were fighting and running on the street, shouting lines for ninja games, and grabbing snow to use as shurikens.

"It's New Year's Day." Ino sighed and looked at Naruto, "I knew you would forget, so I came here specially. How about it?"

Naruto was also stunned for a moment. He had been training with Jiraiya in the past few months, basically training day and night besides eating and sleeping.

"Take it and play."

With that said, Ino hurried to the kitchen.

Jiraiya chuckled dryly, still pointing his finger at the group of children throwing snowballs, and asked with some restraint.

Ino opened the door wearing a blue apron, her hair was slightly messy, and she was wearing a thick pink sweater under the apron. She was a little confused when she saw Naruto.

"It's that kind of thing. There's no need to thank you specifically. Just put it like that." Ino's face turned a little red, "I think the atmosphere is weird."

Naruto was still a little confused and didn't know what was going on with Ino today, so he stumbled into the living room and stood there for a while. Kyuubi was lying on the exclusive sofa, already asleep with his eyes squinted, and his stomach was heaving slightly.

"Thank you, Ino."

It seemed that the whole world had become quiet, and Naruto walked in front silently. Jiraiya was two steps behind, one foot deep and the other shallow, stepping on the snow. Occasionally, he could break dead branches and make a crisp crackling sound.

ring.

With the same kind of flattering and embarrassing smile on his face, he panted hard and said.

"Come here as soon as you want." Ino pulled him in, holding his sleeves at the entrance with one hand and patting the snow off his shoulders with the other, "Are you going to train again?"

"As if"

There was heavy snow falling on the shoulders of the shiny military coat, and his hands, which were chapped by the cold and swollen and red, tightly grasped the toy of a seven-year-old child and handed it to the sixteen-year-old.

I walked back home through the rustling snow. The moment I turned the key, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

She finally mustered up the courage. Although she pretended not to be nervous at the door, she...

"Ino." Naruto suddenly poked his head out of the kitchen and called out.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"Come with me to meet someone later."

"Huh? Who are you meeting?"

(End of chapter)