Naruto Behind the Scenes Big Boss System

Every question, Xuan showed no irritability, and explained them in detail.

Xuan naturally has his own purpose for doing this. Uchiha Tajima is too powerful and has too much prestige at the top. Only if he doesn't let go, even if he becomes an elite johnin, it will be difficult for him to enter the core power circle.

But it doesn't matter. The next generation is actually the backbone of the future. All you need to do is to always establish prestige among these children and give them some favors, and they will remember their own benefits.

Under such a subtle influence, he will reach the peak of prestige among them sooner or later, and in the Warring States Period, these children can actually become the backbone of the family very quickly. At that time, they can become Uchiha without them even realizing it The most influential figure in the family, even Madara Uchiha can't compare with himself.

Xuan launched Uchiha Madara, and for this reason, let him attract attention in the front, so that he can turn the next generation of clansmen into his own help. In the future, Uchiha Xuan must be my Uchiha Xuan.

Xuan smiled and continued to explain various ninjutsu problems to them.

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Chapter 037 The Daily Life of Gen Uchiha

After leaving the martial arts field, Xuan felt that the expression on his face was stiff with a smile, and maintaining a gentle smile at all times was also a very tiring errand. / Miscellaneous ∧ Zhi ∧ worms / For some reason, he suddenly thought of Aizen in the god of death. It seems that when he was the god of death, he often pointed students to the True Spirit Academy to build his reputation.

Shaking his head to drive this thought out of his mind, he headed towards his house. After returning home, the little maid had already prepared dinner and was waiting for her return.

Seeing Xuan coming back, the little maid knelt down beside the door obediently, gave a respectful salute, and said in a clear and pleasant voice, "Welcome back, Lord Xuan!"

Xuan put the Tianyun in his hand aside, washed his hands and sat at the table, took the meal prepared by the little maid and ate it. He was very used to living such a served life at home, and he sometimes sighed, If you let yourself live alone and do everything by yourself, you will probably not be able to live.

While eating, the little maid kept staring at Xuan's face and wanted to say something, but hesitated to speak.

"Xuan...Sir, are you unhappy?" Finally, she summoned up her courage and asked timidly.

"Huh?" Xuan put down the bowl and chopsticks, touched his face, and said doubtfully, "I should hide it well, how did you see it?"

He was sure that he was always smiling, and his performance was no different from usual. How could he be seen by his little maid.

The little maid hurriedly bowed her head and said weakly, "Your lord's expression is the same as usual, but when your lord usually enters the door, his footsteps are very light, but today it is twice as heavy as usual, and when he returns home, he usually First let the servants serve and change into loose nightgowns before washing and eating. Today, he sat at the dining table after washing his hands. Also, the sword-sama just left it aside at will. Usually, the adults are always fond of ninja gear. Very caring, never littering..."

Xuan stared blankly at Qianyeying, but she didn't expect that she could see that she was in a bad mood from such details, and some of these details were not even her own attention on weekdays.

"Big...sir!" The little maid was uncomfortable with Xuan's stare, her head lowered a bit, and two blushes floated on her face accordingly.

"Don't lower your head, it will become an ostrich. The title of the lord is too unfamiliar, I don't like it, let's change it." Xuan chuckled, feeling a little relaxed.

"Oh!" The little maid responded, really raised her head, frowned slightly and said, "It's not called an adult, what is it called?"

"What about Brother Xuan?" Xuan smiled and said, ignoring the fact that Qianye Ying was actually a year older than her body.

The little maid's head shook like a rattle, and she didn't agree with anything.

Xuan said two more titles, but the little maid did not agree.

In the end, Xuan glared at her and pretended to be angry: "This is not good, that is not good, you can think of a name for yourself."

The little maid was about to cry. You clearly didn't allow me to call you an adult, but now I want to call her again. It doesn't make sense.

But at most she was secretly wronged, but she didn't dare to say it. After thinking for a while, she whispered, "I, I'll call you master!"

Being called the master by a cute little loli is something that only happens when many people dream. At this time, when Xuan heard her clear voice, his heart trembled, thinking of some bad pictures, coughing dryly. Twice to bring my thoughts back to normal.

In a voice that only he can hear: "I am a normal person, not a perverted lolicon!"

"So-so, as you like."

"Owner!"

"what?"

"never mind."

"Owner!"

"what's up?"

"fine."

"..."

The little maid seemed to really like this title, and she never got tired of it. She didn't calm down until Xuan reprimanded her a few words, but she was still happy.

Xuan also couldn't help her, so he took out a bag in his arms and threw it in front of her. The little maid took it and opened it, exclaiming: "Master, a lot of money!"

Xuan said casually: "I'll take charge of it for you. In the future, I will hand over the family's money to you. I will ask you directly for anything I need."

The little maid's eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand to put the purse in her arms, and said nervously: "Really? I'm young, you can't lie to me."

Xuan couldn't help laughing, why didn't he see that his little maid was a money fan.

After taking over the financial power, the little maid became more attentive. After she was busy, she showed incomparable enthusiasm after washing and boiling water. Xuan looked at her busy figure and felt a little better.

After taking a bath, Xuanshen was refreshed and lay on his couch wearing a thin nightgown. It was still early and he couldn't sleep, so he said, "Yeying, come in!"

After a while, the little maid opened the door of his bedroom and walked in with her head lowered. Seeing that she had just taken a bath, she was wearing only a thin shirt, and her two jade-like arms were still stained with water droplets, and her face was flushed. , I don't know if it was because I had just taken a shower or because I was called into the room by Xuan, the dark hair was hanging down from the shoulders, and I could vaguely smell the fragrance of cherry blossoms mixed with the fragrance of milk into the nose.

Unfortunately, I'm not a lolicon!

Xuan turned around, lay on the couch and said, "I'm a little tired, give me a massage."

The little maid responded and came to him, blushing, and stretched out her hand to gently knead it. The little hand was extremely delicate, and it was soft and smooth on the back, which was very comfortable. The only drawback was that her strength was too light. .

"try harder."

The little maid nodded and added a bit of strength, but unfortunately, it was still not much different from just now in the profound sense.