The next day, after simply packing up, Masahiko followed Patriarch Uzumaki on the road to return to the clan.
"My nephew, are there any young geniuses in the clan in recent years? When I go back, I am going to find some children for guidance." Masahiko asked on the way.
"Well, there are a few. I don't know much about it. Go back and gather children under 12 years old. You can pick whatever you want..."
Masahiko rolled his eyes, all gathered and picked casually, shopping for vegetables
"Just let the Shangren recommend a few. You need to be talented, and there are no hard requirements on strength, just a little foundation."
After saying this, it suddenly occurred to me that I had forgotten something.
"Why haven't the witness points of the Twelve Guardians of Ninja yet arrived? Is it necessary to formally establish the witness points to give me?"
"I hope all races will send people soon, don't delay until next year... It means that the year does not matter."
After a whole day of driving, in the evening, Masahiko saw the Whirlpool Clan after a four-year absence.
"In the past four years, the clan land still hasn't changed..." Masahiko said, he didn't believe it anymore, because many new buildings appeared in the clan land.
"In recent years, my family has not been closed to the whirlpool, and the population has almost doubled, so there are more houses and buildings." Seeing Masahiko's face, the patriarch of the whirlpool quickly explained.
Masahiko nodded, expressing understanding.
He looked at the patriarch’s preoccupied look and said, "Okay, you can go to work, this time going to the Daming Mansion has been delayed for four or five days. It is estimated that I have accumulated a lot of things to deal with. I am going back to my home. Use you to lead the way?"
Patriarch Maelstrom said goodbye, turned and left.
Masahiko strolled alone towards his home that he hadn't been back to in four years. People nodded when they met familiar or unfamiliar clansmen on the road, telling everyone that he was back.
The house is cleaner than he thought. It seems that the patriarch has arranged for someone to clean it up in the past few years.
Simply tidy up, Masahiko fell on the bed, feeling relaxed physically and mentally after a long absence.
"Since I discovered the testimony point, I have been busy almost all these years. Is this really worth it? In my impression, there are too many things that can be witnessed in the original book. Is it really worth staying in Qianshou over the past few years?"
Relaxing, Masahiko couldn't help feeling that a bit too much pursuit of strength over the years, and the whole person fell into the frenzied pursuit of strength.
"With my current strength, apart from the two gods in the near future, nothing can threaten my life in the Warring States period."
"Then slow down and go with the flow. It is my testimony that is mine after all. As for the past few years, I can cultivate a few younger generations in the clan with peace of mind, and wait for Konoha to establish. What is the retirement?"
Masahiko relaxed and felt tired. He didn't even eat dinner, took off his clothes, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Masahiko was awakened by the sound of the door opening and closing.
"What's the situation, the patriarch came to me early in the morning? This Chakra is not right..."
Pushing the door and entering is a young girl with gray-black pupils, carrying a small bucket full of water, and holding a few rags in her hands.
Seeing Masahiko, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then a bucket of water came towards Masahiko.
"abnormal!"
Masahiko was poured a bucket of water in a daze, watching the girl rush out, and smiled helplessly.
"Sleeping without clothes, you broke in and blamed me..."
After half an hour.
Patriarch's Hall.
"Grandpa Masahiko, I don't know you are back, you are rude!"
Masahiko looked at the girl who bowed and apologized to the other side, feeling a little confused for a while.
"Okay, Nanako, Uncle Masahiko won't blame you, let's go busy." Seeing the scene, the patriarch was a little embarrassed, and said, exiting the siege.
When the girl went out, Masahiko stared at the patriarch with a pair of blind eyes. What happened this morning made his mind very confused.
"Nanako is an orphan," the patriarch faintly explained, "Her ninja talent is not very high, she has just become a Shinobu at the age of 11, so I asked her to help clean up some house hygiene, including your home."
"Orphan..." Masahiko sighed.
In the Warring States Period, there were not many true orphans. Wars continue and there are many casualties. In order to maintain the vitality of the clan, everyone tacitly encourages childbirth.
For instance, there are three younger brothers in Zhujian, five in Madara, plus their uncles and uncle's children. The direct descendants of each family are very large, and even if someone is killed in battle, it is difficult to have orphans.
"Ninja is not very talented, so let her help clean?" Masahiko is still a little confused, "Although there are not many orphans, there will always be some of such a big whirlpool family. Do you take care of it like this?"
The patriarch smiled bitterly, "Her uncle is Muren... As for his parents, they died together not long after she was born. Originally, she lived with her grandparents, but the old man passed away two years ago."
"Mu Ren also died for the clan battle, I don't want him to be completely cut off, so I adopted her."
Masahiko nodded, this is the only way to fully understand the cause of the matter.
"I know, but as your second girl, this girl has a pungent personality. She poured a bucket of water when she saw me... Mito is not like that."
The patriarch showed a wry smile, "I am born with such a personality, I also want to teach her to be gentle, but..."
Masahiko shook his head, "This is good, as an orphan, I can better protect myself."
"Don't forget, in your free time, let the ninjas in the clan recommend a few more talented children and send them to me..." After a pause, he thought of Mujin, and added, "Nanako just now Count one."
The patriarch showed joy, "Then please!"
Masahiko walked out, waving his hand: "I was awakened by a bucket of cold water early in the morning, I have to go back to catch up..."
I wandered back home and found that the bed sheets that had been dampened in the morning had been washed and hung up. The bed was a cute bed sheet.
"..." Masahiko was speechless for a while.
The scene was reproduced in general. Nanako, with gray-black pupils, walked in with a small bucket and a few rags.
Masahiko wanted to dodge subconsciously, but saw Nanako quickly put down the contents in his hand, bowed again and apologized.
"Okay, I apologized to the patriarch, and forgive you. So what are you?" Masahiko waved his hand and asked suspiciously.
"Grandpa Masahiko, I'm here to clean the house for you." Nanako picked up the cleaning tool.
"Okay, I'm back, I'll take care of the house myself. I just came out from the patriarch. The patriarch seems to be looking for you." Masahiko replied.
"Ah... I see." He turned around and ran out.
Masahiko looked at the cute sheets on the bed, and then at the cleaning tools that Nanako had left here, completely lost the mood to make up for it.
"Hey, don't sleep, eat something, and do a thorough cleaning."
"My dear bed sheet, hurry up and dry it..."