Quest Master of Konoha

After the fog cleared, Aoyama Reiko came to Yakumo's side and her hands glowed green light and began to heal his wounds. Even if he had the upper hand in that battle, he was still hit by Yeya several times.

"That was Lord White Fang just now, wasn't he?"

Aoyama Reiko suddenly came over and asked worriedly, the more one person knows about Yakumo's strength, the more likely he will be exposed.

"It's okay, he promised to keep it a secret for me."

Yakumo waved his hand and sealed himself back to his normal appearance. In fact, with his strength, all parts of the ninja world could become his safe haven.

However, Konoha Village has its own advantages. It has the most original members and is the easiest to trigger fetter quests. Even the seasonally limited quest rewards cannot be compared with fetter quests.

The most important thing is that Konoha has friends he is familiar with, who really takes care of his seniors, and a small courtyard called home.

"Did Sister Qingshan ever have a crush on White Fang-sama when she was a child?"

"When I was in school, I was fascinated by this cool senior." Aoyama Reiko said frankly.

"It's just that I didn't like it later."

"Why?" Yakumo asked.

"He is a person who has the world in mind. In his heart, the relationship between children and children is not as important as the hidden village of Konoha. If I sacrificed I can save Konoha. Although he will suffer, he will never hesitate. After thinking about this, he will no longer I like it."

Aoyama Reiko's expression carried a bit of reminiscence, and Yakumo praised Aoyama Reiko when he heard that. A person like White Fang is suitable for admiration, but it is definitely not suitable for love.

On the other hand, inside the Hokage office.

Sarutobi Hizan was correcting the document, and beside him stood White Fang, who was reporting the task.

"Aoyama Junin has returned to Konoha safely, and the mastermind behind this incident on the way, Night Crow, attacked it."

"Where's the Night Raven?" Sarutobi Hizan put down the document in his hand and asked Hatake Sakumo with a gentle smile.

"He was going to kill Aoyama Jōnin, in order to protect her safety, so I killed him." Hatake Sakumo replied expressionlessly.

Sarutobi Hizan heard the words, his brows slightly wrinkled, the Yamanaka family can obtain information through the memory in the corpse's brain, which means... this matter may still involve his old buddy, he has to find a way to solve the problem for Danzo Tai, not necessarily out of friendship, but more importantly, he needs Danzo to balance the rising power of White Fang.

"He used burning blood."

"I see."

"Sakumo, if there's nothing wrong, go home."

"As ordered."

Burning blood has its own toxicity. After the blood is burned out, it will destroy the brain tissue, and natural memory will be impossible to talk about.

Sarutobi Hizan looked at the mountains of documents on the table, his eyes darkened, most of these documents praised White Fang.

After this incident, Daimyo even praised him and mentioned in his letter that he hoped that Hatake Sakumo would inherit the position of Hokage in the future.

In order to stabilize the situation, he gave Hatake Sakumo the name of Minister of Anbu. Recently, he found that the sword of Anbu was a bit out of his grasp.

"If Anbu members only know White Fang, is Anbu still Hokage's Anbu!?" Sarutobi Hizan suddenly remembered Danzo's question a few months ago.

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Yakumo pushed open the door, and at this moment, a shadow jumped up the wall and shouted to Yakumo condescendingly.

"Meow~"

It was a black and white fat cat with a round physique and dark eyeballs like two obsidians. Except for the limbs and the left half of the head, they were all black. There was a scar about four centimeters in the white eye socket, which destroyed the overall cuteness. The beauty is a bit more hideous.

"You are Tai Chi... How did you become like this?"

Yakumo asked in astonishment. He was sure that the fat cat in front of him was the overlord of the Forest of Death, the black and white giant bear that rivaled the fighting power of Chunin.

"Meow~"

The black cat jumped on his shoulders, and rubbed his face against Yakumo to show his closeness. At this time, it weighed about 11 pounds, and it was a fat cat.

Yakumo stretched out his hand and stroked Tai Chi's soft fur, showing a long-lost smile. It's really comfortable to play cats.

Yakumo raised Tai Chi above his head with both hands, and he suddenly exclaimed when he observed it carefully.

"So you're a girl!"

"Meow!" Tai Chi immediately frowned, and his front paws slammed into Yakumo's handsome face. Fortunately, he dodged in time.

"Ouch!?" Tai Chi adjusted his body in mid-air, and after landing, he bowed again and prepared to attack Yakumo.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. How about I find a way to help you get rid of the scar on your face?" Yakumo said in a somewhat pleasing manner.

"Meow?"

Two minutes later, Yakumo sat on the steps, rubbing Tai Chi's soft stomach with both hands, smiling all over his face.

"Why don't you call it Milk Ball in the future?"

"Meow~"

"Okay, I'll get the scar removal cream as soon as possible..."

Unexpectedly, in addition to being greedy, he is also very fond of his own appearance, no wonder he will chase and kill Hatake Kakashi from a distance, and the hatred of disfigurement is undeniable.

"Then you will be called Milk Ball from now on..."

The sun gradually slanted westward, and Yakumo's shadow clone was either cleaning up the house or practicing ninjutsu, but the main body was happily licking the cat.

The sky was getting dark, and Yakumo was a little reluctant to practice swords in the courtyard.

"Are you back?" the girl said in surprise.

"Tell me about Fire City is fun?"

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, and those memories that were deliberately ignored deep in his heart rolled up again, as well as the bloody banquet he hated the most.

In that night, he found that the friendship and family that he regarded as precious could be so pale and powerless, and the beautiful qualities of loyalty and kindness would appear so vain.

"Not good... not happy in Konoha."

"Then don't think about it... Let's learn from each other."

Mori Yazi noticed Yakumo's depression, and quickly changed the subject. The two fought together until they were exhausted. They lay on the training ground and stared at the sky in silence.

"This cat... I have seen it a lot after school recently, and I thought it was a stray cat nearby." Mori Yazi asked with a smile, looking at the milk ball on the wall overlooking the two.

"It's the black and white giant bear we met in the forest of death, but now he is mixing with me for the sake of barbecue." Yakumo did not hide the identity of the milk ball. He and Mori Yazi shared weal and woe several times, and they could already share some secrets. 's good friend.

"Isn't it... Just a barbecue to sell yourself?"

After Mori Yazi understood the whole story, she looked at the milk ball with a bit of contempt.

"Meow!!" The milk ball froze immediately.

"Okay, okay... The milk ball is good... I think it wants a long-term meal ticket..."

Yakumo had no choice but to stand up and be a peacemaker, and he couldn't let the two of them fight in the yard. After all, his small house that wasn't spacious couldn't stand their toss, and it was likely to be demolished.