This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

Aoba never thought that the child he had casually used a string of Three-color dango to lure in at the entrance of dango shop would actually be the famous Uchiha Itachi in the future.

He didn't care about it before, but now that he looked at it carefully, sure enough, there were two obvious cheekbones on the other party's face, or rather, tears, which was also one of the symbols of God Itachi.

'In addition, he likes to eat Three-color dango…'

Other than Itachi, who had a poker face, he did not see any other conditions.

"You... What's wrong?"

Seeing that the other party was in a daze after hearing his name, Itachi could not help but feel that it was strange.

"Oh, nothing. I just feel that your name is a bit strange. Haha, I was just joking..."

Aoba tried to fool him with an awkward smile, but his abnormality made Itachi frown slightly, and then he suddenly said, "I remember, you are the Shinomiya Aoba who opposed Yondaime in the Hokage ceremony and threatened to be the 5th Hokage!"

Just now, Itachi felt that this name was a little familiar, but at that time, his attention was focused on the war orphan, and he did not think about it in this way.

Now that he thought about it carefully, he immediately remembered!

"Uh, low-key, low-key! Be quiet, I'm afraid of being beaten."

Aoba first felt his heart tighten, then immediately relaxed. He covered Itachi's mouth and looked around.

Itachi indicated that he understood, and then slapped Aoba's hand away, looking straight at him as if he was looking at a rare animal.

"Cough cough, a child's words are ruthless. Besides, if a person doesn't have a dream, what is the difference between him and a salted fish? Don't tell me that you don't want to be a Hokage."

"Dream....."

Itachi's eyes instantly became very confused. He knew that he, who carried the bloodline of Uchiha, could never become a Hokage. His dream was to let Uchiha and the people in the village live in peace. There was no discrimination... and it was almost impossible to realize.

When he came back to his senses, he was actually a little envious of the other person in his heart. At least a civilian dared to say his dream loudly and strive in this direction.

"The dangos are here. The extra two skewers can be considered as a gift ---"

"Thank you, sister ---"

"Aiyo, such a sweet little mouth. I wonder how many little girls will be charmed by you when you grow up ---"

At this time, the aunt of the group store also sent Three-color dango over and also gave two more skewers because of Aoba's sweet mouth. It was an unexpected surprise.

It would be even better if she didn't take the opportunity to pinch his cheeks.

"Eat quickly, don't be polite!"

Aoba rubbed his face. Then, with a string in his left hand and a string in his right hand, he began to quickly stuff it into his mouth.

To be honest, those balls just now, let alone fill his stomach, at most, he wouldn't starve to death.

Itachi, whose thoughts had been interrupted, felt a sense of urgency when he saw that Aoba was eating so sweetly and fiercely. He immediately took a bunch of meatballs and began to enjoy them.

"En, so fragrant!"

....

The 12 meatballs were eaten clean by Aoba and Itachi like a tornado!

Itachi, who had never tried such a wild way of eating, began to let go of himself in the back. He imitated Aoba's appearance, drawing the bow left and right, and even a little unsatisfied.

"Uh, do you want some more?"

Aoba stole a glance at his wallet with some heartache and then pretended to be generous.

However, Itachi's face was obviously not as thick as his. What he had done today was already very' too much '. If his father knew, the punishment would definitely be indispensable.

Therefore, he had to hurry back.

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I really have to go home. If it's convenient, can you tell me where you live? Next time, I'll treat you to some meatballs, um.." After roughly calculating the pocket money he had accumulated over the past few years, Itachi said this with great confidence.

As for Aoba, his eyes immediately lit up!

It was still necessary to cling to Uchiha Itachi. At least in the next ten years, Uchiha Itachi would be terrifyingly strong. Leaving a bit of incense might be of use at some time and save his own life.

As for the defection matter a few years later...

Aoba felt that the village should not directly kill him because of his good relationship with Itachi. Unless Danzo took the position of Hokage, it would be possible to be so brutal.

However, there should be a lot of necessary investigation and surveillance, but this bit of effort and the possible gains were not worth mentioning at all!

In addition, his undercover identity was relatively tricky. When Itachi joined Akatsuki in the future, it was possible to know his undercover identity.

In that case, maybe the boat of friendship could be overturned, and there would be a danger to his life.

It seemed that after meeting Obito, it was necessary to let him keep the secret, and it was best not to tell anyone so that the risk could be reduced to the minimum.

After using a few seconds to straighten things out, Aoba immediately said, "Of course, no problem. I live in XX in the Commoners District. If you can't find me, just shout my name."

"Yes, I will remember. Then... I will see you next time."

Seeing that Itachi, who was still a child, quickly disappeared into the crowd, Aoba suddenly felt a bit depressed.

'This damn mission, this damn dog system, Gan!'

Just as he was about to call the dog system's family with foul words, he found himself flying into the air.

"Which bastard dares to sneak attack me? Do you know that the road is narrow? I am the 5th Hokage appointed by the Hokage himself! If you dare to touch a finger of me, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, Minato will cut off your head! Are you afraid? If you are afraid, immediately put me down!"

Suddenly, Aoba, who was cursing, was stunned.

Because after turning around, he saw who was the person who picked him up.

"Mi... Mikawa Jonin? Uh, if I said that I was talking about crosstalk just now, would you believe me? By the way, how about I treat you to the Three-color dango here? Let me tell you, the balls here are delicious! I..."

Looking at Mikawa's black face that was like the bottom of a pot, Aoba knew that he might be in trouble this time.

Sure enough!

Ignoring his blabbering, Mikawa directly picked him up and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, the store auntie that Aoba had always called beautiful sister suddenly stood up and blocked their way.

Seeing this, Aoba could not help but cry!

'As expected, there is true love in the world. There is true love everywhere. As long as you can save me today, this face of mine will be willing to go all out in the future. You can pinch it however you want!'

'Even if I drown with great magnanimity, this young master is still happy!'

However, under Aoba's expectant gaze, the dumpling store aunt shouted out with great momentum, "Three-color dango, eight taels for one! Please pay the bill!"