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The afternoon of the last day.

Didara was sitting in front of a table, and on the table were a set of books, which contained photos of his various "artworks" and detailed introductions.There are also piles of small square glass boxes on the floor, holding exploding clay figures the size of thumbs.

These are free gifts for fans.

There are still ten minutes before Didara's fan meeting. There are only busy staff in the venue, and there is no fan in sight yet.

Agent Coulson, who was in charge of the fan meeting, looked at the empty venue and said to Deidara: "Today is a working day, and New York may be a little bit stuck in traffic."

Didara shook his head and said: "It's okay, I'm prepared. Most people are like this. They say they like it, but in fact, when there is a real danger, they will forget what they said. Don't worry, I know I'm a dangerous person, even if no one came today, I won't blame you."

Coulson nodded in embarrassment. He walked backstage and said to his subordinates, "Immediately arrange for free agents to pretend to be ordinary citizens and come over to get Didara's signature. I'm worried about him..."

"Sir!" A detective ran over.

"what's up?"

"A lot of people came outside, mostly girls, should we let them in?"

"Girls?" Coulson took two steps forward, and through the gaps in the human wall formed by the agents, he saw immature faces. They still held signs in their hands, which said "Didara , I love you" and the like.

It's nice to be young.

Coulson sighed, "Let them in, remember to organize and order."

"Yes."

While Didala was busy signing autographs, shaking hands, and taking photos, Naruto was walking on the streets of New York wearing a peaked cap.

Along the way of his daily walk, he walked into a Japanese-style ramen restaurant. This is a place he must visit these days. The noodles of this restaurant are very suitable for Naruto's taste.

The owner of the noodle restaurant is a traditional Japanese in his fifties. He entertained the guests very enthusiastically and shouted welcome. Then, he asked Naruto if he was still the same. After getting a positive answer, he shouted to the kitchen: "A bowl of tonkotsu ramen needs a huge portion."

It was already past lunch time, and there were not many people in the store. Naruto took off his hat and sat by the window, where the afternoon sun just shone in.

A few minutes later, the waiter put a bowl of noodles and a tempura on the table.

"Sorry, I didn't order tempura, did I send it wrong?"

"This is what I ordered for you, you are too thin, eat more." The waitress said and sat opposite Naruto.

"This voice..."

Naruto raised his head, the opposite waitress had a smile on her face, the golden sunlight shone on her long eyelashes, and Naruto was the only figure in her big beautiful eyes.

"Sister A Miao! Why are you here?"

"I heard that you were leaving, so I bought a plane ticket and came to see you."

The sudden surprise, Naruto's heart was like a bright firework bursting, and there were bits and pieces of joy everywhere, but he didn't know how to express it because of his stupid mouth, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "The air ticket is very expensive. Is it expensive?"

"It's very expensive, it cost me half a year's savings, but..."

A Miao looked through the collar of Naruto's coat and saw the orange sweater inside, and the smile on her face became sweeter.

"I think it's worth it."

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Just as everyone from Ninja World was enjoying their last vacation, Zhang Ming quietly came to Japan on a Quin-jet fighter jet.

He came to visit Miyamoto's family and inform Miyamoto of his death.

The original arrangement was that Miyamoto returned home to treat his father's illness with the "miracle medicine" presented by Zhang Ming.

Miyamoto once imagined that this might be able to repair the relationship with his family, and he could return home and be a qualified son and brother.

But with Miyamoto's death, everything came to naught.

The Kun-style fighter jet flew over a small town not far from Osaka, and slowly landed in an open space. Zhang Ming's arrival, he greeted the Japanese local government in advance, and a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent stationed in Japan was waiting for him 's arrival

The detective drove a black business SUV on a country road and finally stopped in front of a house.The word "Miyamoto" was engraved on the wooden doorplate, and Zhang Ming knew he had come to the right place.

"Wait for me in the car."

After Zhang Ming instructed the agent in charge of the reception, he activated the mole effect and turned into another face.He came to the wooden door and rang the bell.

After a short wait, the sound of wooden clogs on the gravel ground came from the small courtyard, and the wooden door was opened. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with short hair looked at Zhang Ming.

Miyamoto said that he has a younger sister named Ayumi, and it should be her.

"What's the matter?" Ayumi asked.

Zhang Ming introduced himself: "I am your brother's friend. My name is Ming. I was entrusted by him to visit your father."

"My brother's friend?" Ayumi frowned, her tone became stiff, "Why doesn't he come by himself?"

Zhang Ming didn't know how to answer this question. He couldn't tell a child the news of his brother's death. It's better for adults to bear the sad news.

"Can I go in and talk?" Zhang Ming asked.

Ayumi was still hesitating when a woman's voice came from inside the room.

"Ayumi, quickly invite the guests in."

Hearing her mother's call, Ayumi reluctantly opened the door and invited Zhang Ming in.

After entering through the wooden gate, there is a half-meter-wide stone path, with flowers planted on both sides, and a cherry tree. Although there are only uneven branches now, one can imagine how it will be in spring when the flowers are in full bloom and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. beautiful scenery.