Quest Master of Konoha

It was getting late, and the two walked side by side on the street.

In the box, Yakumo and Reiko Aoyama have reached a consensus on everything, and now the two are having the last greeting before parting.

"Master Naruto has decided to reward you with a B-rank ninjutsu for this mission. Please think about which ninjutsu you want. I will report to Master Naruto tomorrow."

"I have to think about this..."

After all, this was his hard-earned money... He almost died in Yunyin Village, but the reward was only B-level ninjutsu, and there was no extra task reward.

For a while, Yakumo didn't know how to describe the mood at this time, so he could only say softly with a slight sarcasm.

"Our Hokage-sama, really..."

"It's very generous..."

At present, his attacking system has basically taken shape. What he lacks is the means of defense. As we all know... Earth-type ninjutsu is more suitable for defense. Hardness and thickness are the attributes carried by the change in the nature of the earth-type.

"I choose Earth Escape Hardening."

"Okay... Probably the reward will be delivered tomorrow." Reiko Aoyama replied.

"By the way, this is the compensation Shinichi gave us."

Yakumo put the storage scroll in Aoyama Reiko's hand, he took out 5500 out of 100 million and put it on the scroll just now.

Half of Yakumo's should belong to Reiko Qingshan. After all, Yunyin Village is two people who came here together, sharing the danger equally, and naturally the harvest should be equally divided.

"Okay... Then I'll take it."

At this time, Reiko Aoyama didn't know what was in the scroll that Yakumo gave her, and she didn't open the scroll with Chakra until Yakumo disappeared from her eyes.

"Yakumo..." Aoyama Reiko murmured softly, her eyes suddenly moistened. At this moment, she felt even more self-blame for her suspicion of Yakumo just now.

On the other hand, Yakumo pushes the door open...

Mori Masako was sitting quietly on the steps, her eyes fixed on the wooden door, as if her wife was waiting for her husband to come home.

"Yakumo... Are you injured?"

Under the influence of the light, she saw Yakumo ask questions with the **** bandages on her arms, and her eyes unconsciously showed concern.

"Small injury... Besides, how many people will not be injured when the ninjas are on the mission?" Yakumo scratched his head.

"It's fine if it's not serious..." Mori Masako obviously believed Yakumo's well-meaning lie, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The two lay on the training ground and talked about some interesting things that happened during this period. For example, Sarutobi Asma challenged Kakashi and was abused. For example, Uchiha Obito's performance was steadily improving. Ruled over the wild cats and wild dogs around here.

Yakumo also told Mori Masako what happened in Yunyin Village. It was not that he deliberately concealed it... but that he felt that Mori Masako was at the best age, and everything in her eyes... was beautiful.

This beauty... is wonderful.

He couldn't bear to destroy or pollute.

"By the way, do you have a blacksmith at home?"

It is not the same thing that the fragments of Zihuo are always in his hands. Yakumo wants to use the fragments to make a few darts made of chakra metal.

"Of course." Mori Masako suddenly lowered the volume.

"My father is a very strong forging master."

Yakumo was stunned. In the ninja world, only those who can use chakra metal to forge a perfect chakra weapon can be called a master blacksmith.

After the Craftsman Ninja Village was destroyed, there were only two or three remaining forging masters left in the ninja world, which were well protected by major countries, which also directly led to the skyrocketing price of chakra weapons.

In Yakumo's eyes, Mori Masako has transformed from a rich woman to a holy angel shining with golden light, exuding a light that makes people not want to work hard.

"You look so strange now..."

"I'm just envious." Yakumo explained in a very serious tone.

"By the way, do you want to build weapons?"

"I want to use the fragments of the purple fire to create a hidden weapon." Yakumo looked up at the starry sky, and said with a guilty conscience.

"Is the purple fire broken?" Mori Masako asked immediately, she knew that the weapon was the apprenticeship gift from Reiko Aoyama to Yakumo in the Fire City.

"That's right..."

"Didn't you say minor injuries? Weapons are all broken...or minor injuries...?" Mori Yazi's tone was a little unkind, and she brought her face closer and stared at Yakumo.

"It's really a small injury..." Yakumo felt a little lacking in confidence.

"Small injury...?" Mori Masako sat up, pulled Yakumo's right arm in front of her eyes, and began to use the kunai she was carrying to remove the bandage.

"It's really a minor injury, don't look at it..." Yakumo tried to free his right arm from Mori Masako's hold.

"Don't move." Mori Yazi said angrily.

"Don't move... don't move..."

Yakumo lowered his head and let Mori Masako operate. He could already expect Mori Masako to lose his temper.

With the removal of the bandage, the true face of Yakumo's right arm was revealed. The entire forearm was covered with blood-colored wounds and newly scarred skin. In the worst part, there was even a small piece of flesh and blood, and it was faintly visible that there was a piece of blood sticking to the bone. Layers of pink buds.

Mori Yazi was suddenly stunned... Her eyes were slightly red, and tears like pearls kept falling. She didn't break out of her temper... she only cried silently.

Crying so sad... Yakumo didn't know how to comfort him for a while, so he could only stretch out his left hand and touch Mori Masako's hair.

"Actually...it's not a big problem...it should be cured after two or three days...you didn't see...the first two days were much more serious than now."

Mori Masako's tears suddenly accelerated...

Yakumo was a little confused for a while...

Is there something wrong with his comfort?

Mori Masako proved to Yakumo with her actions... Women are made of water... The crying continued for more than ten minutes and the tears still fell like pearls. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Okay... don't cry..." Yakumo stretched out his hand and embraced Mori Masako in his arms, and gently patted Mori Masako's back with his bandaged left arm.

Mori Masako actually stopped sobbing gradually...

Two minutes later... Yakumo let go of Mori Masako, who was blushing, and created a shadow avatar to re-wrap the medical bandage on his right arm, and by the way, used the palm celestial technique for treatment.

"This trip to Yunyin Village...is it dangerous?"

"It's okay..." Yakumo answered vaguely.

The two resumed the pattern of looking up at the starry sky, and Mori Yazi also recovered, but the red and swollen eyes proved that she had just cried...

"Actually...I haven't cried for years..."

Mori Masako was silent for a few seconds... Continuing to speak to Yakumo in a relatively low voice.

"I don't know what happened just now... When I saw your arm injury, I felt even more sad than I was usually injured... I suddenly wanted to cry."

"Okay, it's over..." Yakumo comforted dryly, but he was really not very good at comforting others.

Mori Yazi's chin rested on her knees and said to herself.

"I plan to practice hard from tomorrow, and strive to fight side by side with you on the battlefield one day in the future..."

"To be honest, because of my short lifespan, I prefer to spend my time on interesting things. I haven't practiced much since I was a child... Even when I opened my eyes, it was an accident..."

"I don't seem to have practiced ninjutsu very much... I'm so weak... Usually I can only bully Obito with the advantage of my physique..."

Mori Masako was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted directly by Yakumo.

"Okay...don't talk about it..."

"You said I'm going to beat someone...!"

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