Konoha's talent

"Okay!" Silent nodded, stood up and walked behind Saitama, put his hands on his shoulders, and started kneading with what he had learned.

"How is it?" After squeezing for a while, Mute asked. Saitama's mute hand was still a little trembling at first, and it seemed that he could not adapt, but now it is stable and strong.

"Not bad, very comfortable." Saitama turned his head aside, leaning on the silent hand.

"Yeah!"

Silent was startled, his hands stopped moving, and there was a sound in his mouth.

"Go on, what are you afraid of?" Saitama reminded Mute to continue, his eyes half closed, and the whole body exuded a comfortable breath.

"By the way, I have mastered the Palm Immortal Technique these few days, and Tsunade-sama praised my talents."

Silent was talking. Because of her height, Saitama sat on this crossbar almost as high as Silent, so when Silent spoke, the heat sprayed on the back of Saitama's neck.

"Oh, then you are great!" Saitama is now like a yin and yang person, talking yin and yang strangely.

"Huh!" Mute was naturally unhappy, and his hands increased.

"Hey, hey, I can't do it if I was wrong!" Saitama's physical fitness and the increased strength of silence did not make him feel pain, but this is the case between men and women, one dares to act and the other dare to believe.

"Huh! See you taunting me again!" Mute reduced her strength and kneaded Saitama normally.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you!" Silent looked at Saitama's head comfortably against his left hand, straightened his head, and said to him.

"Can you? I'll learn it if I can. Anyway, I don't want to press down." Saitama was stunned for a moment, but Mute said that he had learned this, and then said.

"Well, I asked Tsunade-sama specifically today, and she said she can teach you."

The mute sound is a bit small, but Saitama can hear it clearly.

"Yo! Hehe." Saitama made a strange noise, and then, Mute's hands increased again.

"Huh!" Mute snorted coldly and decided not to pay attention to Saitama.

"From tomorrow, there will be no peace here."

Saitama looked at the dark night in the distance. Today's weather is not very good. There are many clouds. It is the kind of tofu cloud that heralds rain, but the stars are still showing tenaciously in the gaps between the clouds.

The moon in the sky is also very bright, and the light can illuminate the earth through the clouds covering it. It is already July, and the weather is starting to get hot.

Without paying attention, Saitama found that he had been here for nearly half a year, almost five months.

"Huh!" Saitama shook her shoulders, and signaled that Mute doesn't need to pinch.

"Come and sit down for a while, I feel even more tired after being pinched by you. Let's go back and rest after a chat today."

Saitama patted her left, and Silent sat there, close to Saitama.

"The war here has finally started. I heard that the battle with Shayin is about to end. I don't know when it will end here."

Saitama grabbed the silent hand again, but there was no other movement, just grabbing the hand and feeling her body temperature.

"Yeah." As soon as Mute was caught by Saitama, she seemed to lose the ability to think and could only answer simply "Yeah."

Looking at the sky, Saitama did not continue to speak. He naturally knew the direction of the original Konoha and Sahidden battles, but since he has come to this world, it is not impossible for butterflies to fan their wings. Konoha and Sahidden It is not unacceptable that the direction will change in the end, but fortunately, the recent news has let Saitama know that everything at present is still as in his memory, and not much has changed.

"Go back, it's a bit cold at night now."

Saitama patted Silent's hands. Although Silent looked thin, his hands were soft.

"Okay! So do you, go back and rest early, there may be tasks tomorrow!"

Silent nodded, and pulled Saitama's sleeve with his hand.

"Well, let's go!"

Saitama nodded knowingly, and got down from the crosswood.

"Puff!"

Saitama happened to be sitting on the crossbar, but Silent sitting on it did have his feet hanging in the air. This time, he just jumped down, which looked very interesting.

"Haha!" Saitama glanced at it, and then laughed uncontrollably.

"What are you laughing at!" Silent naturally knew what Saitama was laughing, and looked at Saitama with shame.

"It's nothing, let's go, go back." Saitama held back, putting her hands on the silent shoulders, pushing her to one side.

"Then good night?" Mute was pushed a few steps by Saitama, and turned to face Saitama.

"OK, good night!"

Saitama rubbed Silent's head with her hand, and finally scraped her nose with her index finger.

...

Back in the tent, I found that both Uchiha Huo and Uchiha Yan were still chatting in their tent.

"What's the matter, you two?" Saitama opened the tent curtain, not surprised to see the two, walked over and asked.

What responded to Saitama were two complicated pairs of eyes. The two brothers Uchiha did not speak. For a while, the entire tent was quiet, only a small light was on in the tent, and three figures were also hit in the corner of the tent, but Saitama’s The shadow is in front of the Uchiha Huo brothers, and due to the angle, Saitama's shadow appears very large, and the shadows of the other two are very small, shrunk into a ball.

"I heard that the captain came back today and dated Tsunade-sama's disciple?"

In the end, Uchiha didn't hold back the fire, and his tone was a little bit unbelievable.

"Nothing, I and others are just friends."

Saitama opened her mouth and came without paying attention.

"But the whole camp was covered, and many of them saw the ground with their own eyes. It is said that Tsunade-sama is still blowing his beard with anger?"

"Tsuna-sama is a woman, how can I have a beard?"

Saitama smiled and answered Uchiha fire.

"That's real?"

Uchiha did not give up and continued to ask, but Saitama did not speak, but answered him with his eyes.

"Sure enough, Yan and I should walk with you, the captain, and shouldn't run back so quickly to rest!"

Uchiha Huo seemed to be admitted by Saitama, a little regretful.

"Okay, go out, I'm going to rest! What's the matter, I'll talk tomorrow!"

Saitama started to rush the guests, and while talking, he put the knife on his waist and sat on the bed.