"What's going on?" Naruto asked Ino.

"I don't know, I'll go up and have a look."

Ino stood up and left from the counter. Halfway up the stairs, she turned to look back at Naruto, pointed at the cocoa on the table and said angrily.

"Drink it all."

Naruto didn't know where he offended her. He glanced at the steaming sweet drink on the table and remained indifferent.

"What do you do when you are loneliest?"

"Of course it's the whole point of explosive art."

On the outskirts of the forest of the Kingdom of Sichuan, the green trees were like jade, and Deidara showed a slightly crazy smile to the scorpion.

Xie said no more and controlled the Fei Liu Hu puppet to move forward.

"Don't go, did I say something wrong?" Deidara chased after him, "Whether it's loneliness or any other emotion, it will all be sublimated at the moment of the explosion."

He walked sideways beside Scorpion, waving his hands and saying excitedly.

"Senior, art is the eternity of a moment, and so is explosion."

Xie still controlled the Fei Liu Hu puppet and moved forward slowly. The puppet was ugly, with a hunched back, and its body was completely covered by the red cloud and black cloak.

"Let's go." Xie's voice came from inside the puppet, "Since we have decided to capture the tailed beast, why not take advantage of the turmoil in Sand Hidden Village to start early, and don't know what we are waiting for?"

Xie was a little irritated. He was originally just a pure avenger. Konoha White Fang killed his parents, and Chiyo kept it secret from him. But lies cannot stand in the sun, and they will eventually melt in the sun.

He sought revenge and killed everyone responsible, but got the news that Konoha White Fang had committed suicide.

I originally joined the Akatsuki organization with the purpose of venting hatred, but found that the level of this organization seemed to be a bit mixed, and its work was also grinding.

Xiao is no longer the Xiao who is purely revengeful, which makes him feel more and more bored.

"Even though I say that, I also feel that the people in the organization have no brains." Deidara knocked his head and said, "Although they keep talking about great goals, I always feel that they are just talking.

”

"Those two disgusting immortal guys have been making money here and there in the past few years, occasionally killing some people, but they seem to have done nothing else. They are wandering around like headless flies, and they are getting worse and worse when they stay here.

It’s boring.”

"If it wasn't for the purpose of surpassing Itachi Uchiha, I would have left long ago. Who are they recruiting? There are a lot of weird guys. They either like money or are heretics."

"A group of people who don't understand art at all and have no pursuit at all."

Deidara complained a lot, like a junior complaining about the company in front of his elder brother. He glanced at Scorpion with a little respect and suggested.

"This mission is boring anyway, why not drop by Sunagakure Village to have a look?"

"You can't act without authorization after the past. It's meaningless." Xie said.

"Okay." Deidara looked indifferent.

He could have played with black soil in the office, but he chose explosive clay instead. The junior sister with beautiful legs didn't want to play with it, but was recruited after being fooled by Itachi Uchiha.

To him, everyone in the Xiao organization is a talented person, but their words are hard to hear.

Explosions are art, but it feels so uncomfortable to not be recognized.

Fortunately, the senior is also an artist. Although his skills are a bit abnormal, he still has some sense of topic. Although I always feel that the senior does not approve of the organization and looks like he will defect if he disagrees.

However, it’s enough to just hang around for a day and bomb people everywhere.

Cool~!

In the mountain flower shop.

Naruto sat in front of the counter, his whole body shrouded in warm light. The thunderstorm outside didn't stop, and Ino hadn't come down from upstairs yet, and he was the only one left in the store on the first floor.

Looking at the white foggy street at the door, my thoughts gradually drifted away.

I don’t know what the Akatsuki organization is doing, but it’s really difficult to deal with it. The immortal duo alone are extremely difficult to deal with.

He is not the original Naruto, and he has no other words. His talent in words is tantamount to silent critical attacks, but these can only anger and psychologically damage the opponent.

Persuading people to improve? It seems a bit difficult.

I don’t know when the system will give out a reward for 100% mouth escape, but I think it’s not something so outrageous, otherwise I might be able to give out a halo reward for the protagonist next time.

But then again, since there is no mouth escape and the halo of the protagonist, the villain's intelligence will naturally no longer exist.

After thinking over and over again, Naruto came to a conclusion.

Hanging!

At present, the development of the plot is quite normal, but it has also changed the direction of many things.

Jiraiya has already gone to investigate the Akatsuki organization in advance. Before he returns to the village, no one knows the movements of the Akatsuki organization. Maybe the tailed beast capture plan has been advanced, or maybe it has been delayed.

Everything is unknown.

Judging from the information currently obtained, the four major countries are all focusing on Sand Hidden Village. After all, it is the inheritance of the Kazekage position, which directly affects the future status of the Kingdom of Wind.

What everyone likes to see is the disintegration of the Kingdom of Wind, the so-called whale falling, and the rebirth of all things.

As for the placer gold, chakra mines, and purple gilt of the Kingdom of Wind, all countries are keeping an eye on it. Once problems arise in the inheritance of the Wind Shadow, it will only be a matter of time before the Kingdom of Wind is cannibalized and annexed.

He didn't know how many days he would be able to take off. Looking at the heavy rain outside, he secretly thought to himself that it would be great if he could notify the gathering on the last day of the holiday.

There was movement upstairs, and Ino stopped at the corner of the stairs, but had no intention of coming down.

Naruto looked up at her and realized that she had put on a blue apron. She waved to him with a hint of helplessness on her face, motioning for him to come up.

"Me?" Naruto pointed at himself.

Ino nodded, did not speak, just sighed. Her hands on her hips, her golden hair hanging down by her ears, covering her white neck.

He held on to the wooden stair railing and went upstairs, only to hear the girl's voice.

"My mother said I would let you eat."

Boom!

There was a heavy rain outside the store, and lightning illuminated the dimly lit first floor of the flower shop, leaving the dimly lit counter empty.

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The two of them were standing on the stairs, one high and one low.

"Is it just because of my aunt's wishes?" He looked up at her, as if he would not go upstairs if he could not wait for a reply.

Ino was a little helpless, with an expression on her face that said, "I don't know where you come from with so many things." She exhaled and said.

"And what I mean."

"That's good." He smiled and walked past Ino.

But when he went up to the second floor, he walked back. Ino thought he was going to say something else, but in the end, Naruto just hurried downstairs and brought up the hot sweet drink.

"Do you want to drink?"

"Don't drink."

"But I won't drink it either. It's almost cold. It would be a waste to leave it alone."

"Just waste it." Ino frowned. She didn't know what Naruto was trying to do, but she still had the patience to argue with him.

"Take a sip." He said.

"I don't."

The two people made a lot of noise on the stairs. Reino Yamanaka changed into a set of home clothes and looked down from the living room on the second floor.

"Come up and talk, it's quite tiring just standing there."

"Okay." Ino sighed and took the cup from someone's hand. She wanted to go upstairs like this, but she saw Naruto looking at her lightly.

She took a perfunctory sip from the cup, turned around and went upstairs.

"You kid, can't you come up and drink? You have to have someone bring you a hot drink." Yamanaka Reino said a few words and got out of the way.

"Oh." Ino entered the kitchen angrily.

Naruto sat upright on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, looking towards the kitchen from the corner of his eye. Reino Yamanaka went to the balcony and seemed to be collecting clothes. The balcony seemed to be connected to the room and did not have to pass through the living room.

The heavy rain pattered on the windows, and the balcony was completely white outside. The flowers placed on the stone platform trembled in the cold rain and wind.

After a while, Reino Yamanaka walked out of the room.

Even if you take off your makeup and put on home clothes, you still can't hide your graceful and luxurious temperament. Like a noble concubine in a TV series, every move exudes elegance.

"It's raining too hard." She walked through the living room to the kitchen, as if talking to Naruto and Ino, "The ninja school is surrounded by parents."

"Parents were everywhere picking up their children. The iron gate of the school collapsed and the entrance was in a mess. Those children couldn't find their parents and were wandering around there."

"In the past, Ino could handle this kind of weather without even having to pick up the weather. After all, he is a ninja, and he should be responsible for it at a young age."

"If it rains too much, it's safer to catch it." Naruto quietly put forward his opinion.

Of course, this was just a casual remark. After all, it was just a casual conversation. It was impossible for Yamanaka Reno to turn around and find a time machine to go back to Ino's childhood to pick her up from school just because of a word.

Perhaps Ino herself had long forgotten that one afternoon when she got wet, everyone was taken away, and she could only look at the heavy rain curtain alone and think about when to run home.
To be continued...