Konoha forty-four years, August.
The aftermath of the third Ninja War finally dissipated, and Konoha turned into the serene atmosphere of the past.
An endless stream of civilians came to release missions, and the backlog of missions during the war made these ninjas who had just returned from the battlefield busy again.
In Masahiko's shop, a long-lost customer, Shumao Hagi, was ushered in.
Masahiko beat and beat for Shumao's "new arm" for a long time, slightly disappointed.
It was an arm made entirely of steel and chakra conductive metal. There was no such high technology to connect nerves as Masahiko imagined, and it could only be controlled by chakra.
"Elder Masahiko, that's enough, it doesn't affect daily life."
Masahiko shook his head, "I will find a way to get you a better arm and install this kind of thing, and your strength will still not be restored."
After losing his right hand, Shuomao's strength almost fell in half. It's not that if your right hand is broken, you can practice left-handed swords, and you can become "Hamu Yang Guo" and improve your strength.
The swordsmanship of the Hagi family uses both hands. Most of the swordsmanship in Naruto World is also the same.
I thought Yunai could bring some surprises, but forgot that Yunai had always been interested in those steel devices and had no research on the human body.
"This is enough, Elder Masahiko." Shuomao repeated again.
Masahiko smiled and shook his head, "How come you came to comfort me. Where's Kakashi, didn't he come back with you?"
"I came back, but was stopped by your little apprentice, and the two went to the training ground to compete."
"This guy with soil is looking for a blow again, and he can't bear it. Just starting the writing wheel is the period when his strength is flying into the sky."
Masahiko felt helpless. Although he took the soil and opened up two jade pieces, he has not made much progress in other aspects except for his "eyesight." So anxious to challenge Kakashi, he will be abused again without accident.
However, this is in line with Masahiko's intention, and the soil needs to be "stimulated".
After a moment of silence, Masahiko spoke again.
"Let's go, celebrate your arm recovery... Even if it is recovery, please have ramen."
Shumao can't laugh or cry, so please have ramen for such a big thing
Masahiko noticed his expression and shook his head, "You don't know how popular Yile ramen is now. These ninjas who came down from the battlefield haven't eaten them for several months, as if they had lost money."
"It's still early. I'm afraid we won't be able to get in when we have dinner."
Shuomao was stunned, seeing Zhengyan leaving, and hurriedly followed.
Sure enough, nearly an hour before the meal, the seats in Yile Ramen were almost full, with civilians and ninjas.
Seeing the two entering, the noisy environment was quiet for a moment, after which the voice of "Master White Fang" continued.
Masahiko's complexion stiffened, remembering that he was still Yui now, and eating with Shumo would probably arouse suspicion.
But soon he became calm again.
"What's wrong with White Teeth? White Teeth is in poor health and needs medicine!"
After that, Masahiko generously ordered two of the most expensive ramen noodles, added meat and noodles. Shumo was speechless, looking at the money.
"You... are really casual."
Masahiko ignored him.
The face was so slow, the two didn't care. But the environment in the store is a bit wrong.
After the two entered the store, relying on the identity of Shuomao, it was reasonable to make the noisy environment quiet for a moment, but it was a bit weird to stay quiet for more than ten minutes.
Shuo Mao is usually not the kind of person who is too strict, how could he make people who eat dinner dare not speak loudly
The two looked at each other, watching the whispers of the people in the store, and they were puzzled for a while.
"You can't live without a meal." Masahiko sighed, the wind attribute Chakra output, and the content of the two Zhongren's conversations not far away reached his ears.
"Unexpectedly, Lord Oshemaru is such a person..." One of them looked disappointed.
"What's the matter? I think Master Dashemaru is the right way to deal with it."
"Why... Silence." It was another ninja who noticed the two people's attention.
Masahiko listened without head and tail, "What's wrong with Dashewan? Human experiments have been discovered?"
I wanted to eavesdrop on something, but found that even the whispers were gone in the shop.
He shook his head helplessly, "Saku Mao, go and ask what happened to the two ninja Oshemaru?"
Shuomao was taken aback and did what he said.
Masahiko did not overhear. He looked around, and put the meat in the bowl of Shumo noodles into his bowl...
A few minutes later, Shuomao walked back with an ugly expression.
"Elder Masahiko, something went wrong."
Masahiko was eating noodles in his mouth, and he said indifferently, "What's the matter?"
"Three years ago, the details of a secret s-class mission performed by Oshemaru were revealed. In order to complete the mission, Oshemaru...
Masahiko was stunned. This story sounds familiar, especially when I look at Shumo on the other side, I feel more familiar. It is completely a "pirated version" of an original event.
"Saving a companion will result in a mission failure and a huge loss to Konoha. Even the companion you rescued will accuse you. Will you still save him?" Masahiko shook his head and said.
Schomao paused.
"Needless to say, I know." Masahiko waved his hand and ate the last bite of noodles. "Eat noodles, it's getting cold. You don't need to worry about this for now, just wait and see how it changes."
Shuomao hesitated, sat down, and was stunned as soon as he picked up his chopsticks.
Seeing Masahiko hurriedly leaving the ramen restaurant after closing the bill, he choked silently.
"Are you really just asking me to eat noodles?"
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Taobao shop.
Masahiko sighed in his heart, "The details of an s-class secret mission have been spread so widely, and it was three years ago. No one contributed to it and it was a ghost... Is it Danzo, or are Danzo and Rishou both involved?"
"But what's the use? This time, the target is not Sakumo, but Oshemaru. Moreover, Oshemaru chose to complete the task. Some people may think that he is unkind, but most ninjas will be more supportive. Is that right?"
"Do you still expect that Oshe Maru can't stand the accusations of that small group of people, and... commits suicide?"
Masahiko thinks more and more weird, if this kind of thing really happens, then he must be illusionary.
Sure enough, in the next few days, this matter gradually fermented in Konoha, from a small number of people to everyone.
In the streets and alleys, civilians and ninjas were discussing this matter, and two factions gradually formed. One side thinks the task is important, the other side thinks the partner is important.
As the focal point of the incident, Da She Wan, but there has been no response.
Until one day, the discussion in the streets and alleys had another content: Sensuke Nosaki, the new patriarch of the Senju family, denied the behavior of Oshemaru and believed that his companion should be rescued.
This is the first ninja with enough status to express his attitude.
"Although the rope tree is a single cell, it's normal to say that in private, but it shouldn't be publicly refuted to Oshemaru..." Masahiko sighed in his heart.
"Two birds with one stone...?"
Cold and fever are in poor state, still two chapters...