Aoba looked at Minato's back as he walked. He could not help but reveal a smile on his face.
"Alright, my treat."
Aoba simply agreed.
Even he did not notice that the arc on his face had beco much softer.
As a transmigrator, he believed himself to be a person who had no feelings and was in a kind of a feeling of incompatibility.
This was the Ninja World and not the world of socialism he was originally in.
Moreover, after he ca to this world.
He faced, felt, and was in contact with all the dark sides of the Ninja World.
This made his heart gradually beco cold so that he could deal with anything calmly and cautiously.
But...
This ti, when he asked Minato for help to ask for leave.
He felt warmth!
He did not feel this warm feeling at all when he ca into contact with others.
There was a power that could heal the heart.
It would make people who were in the abyss yearn for light that was beyond their reach.
"What a pity."
Aoba looked at Minato's back and shook his head with a smile. Minato was an elegant and handso young man. If it was a young girl, he might want to devote himself to her.
Now, looking at it...
We can only be friends!
After that, Aoba slowly followed behind Minato. The two of them walked towards Ran Ichiraku Noodle House.
The two of them walked to Ran Ichiraku's door.
Before they even entered the door. Minato directly shouted towards Ran Ichiraku's door.
"Brother Teuchi, it's the sa, two portions!"
Minato's voice was very loud and unique, and it seed to penetrate the surrounding space and directly enter Teuchi's ears.
There was no response.
This was already the tacit understanding between Minato and Teuchi.
At this ti, Teuchi had already started to work.
"Let's go in!"
A sunny smile hung on Minato's face. He waved at Aoba and walked towards Ran Ichiraku's Noodle House without stopping.
"Okay."
Aoba nodded and followed behind Minato and walked in together.
...
Just after the two of them walked in.
Ran Ichiraku's boss, Teuchi, raised his head and glanced at Minato with narrowed eyes. He nodded slightly at Minato and then shifted his gaze to Aoba.
Teuchi was stunned for a mont. Then he returned to normal.
'Interesting~'
Teuchi looked at Aoba with a playful look. He thought that it was Kushina who followed Minato in. After all, it was always the sa in the past, but he did not expect Aoba to co today.
Teuchi did not say anything and began to cook noodles quickly.
Minato directly sat in the first two seats where he t Aoba and left the corner seat for him.
Aoba also sat down.
"Aoba, tell the truth. Do you not want to rest?"
Minato suddenly stopped smiling, his eyes serious and sharp. He picked up this topic again.
This was not his fault for thinking too much.
He thought that he was helping Aoba.
But he saw that Aoba was still on a secret mission during his holidays.
So he wanted to sit down and understand Aoba's real thoughts.
"Just tell the truth."
Minato had a good impression of Aoba. The two of them were good friends in the Ninja School, but he also admired Aoba's attitude of carrying out a mission.
"So serious..."
Aoba had never seen Minato like this before. Even when he advised him to rest just now, he was not so serious. But now, he looked especially serious.
"Well..."
"How should I put it..."
"This holiday is just right!"
"I am indeed very tired. To be able to rest is a good thing for my body!"
"But I will not rest for too long!"
"When I think it's about ti, I want to go back to Konohagakure Intelligence Division!"
Aoba put on the sa serious attitude. He did not tell the truth in the details, but the general aning was similar to his plan for the holiday.
"Okay."
Minato was obviously relieved. He really cared about Aoba, but he was afraid that his concern would cause trouble for Aoba.
He was able to obtain a very high reputation at his current age because of his outstanding talent in ninjutsu and because his EQ was very high, and he was willing to think for others.
Now after hearing Aoba's words. He was relieved.
"Aoba, then I advise you to take a good rest when you are resting and recover your body."
Minato said with concern.
"Yes, I will."
Aoba nodded. He felt Minato's sincere concern, which made his heart surge with warmth.
"The noodles are ready!"
All of a sudden.
Teuchi's voice rang out.
He brought over two cooked noodles and presented them to the two of them.
"I've added eggs for the two of you. Consider it my treat. Enjoy it slowly!"
Teuchi narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Thank you!"
Aoba and Minato said in unison. They still had basic manners when it ca to gifts.
"I can't help it anymore. I can't wait any longer. I'm going to start!"
After slling the fragrance of the noodles, Minato couldn't help but clap his hands and make a prior ceremony. Then, he imdiately picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
"I'm starting to eat too."
Aoba made the sa gesture and picked up his chopsticks. However, his speed of eating noodles was not that fast, so he did not focus entirely on eating.
He had been dealing with Minato just now.
Now that Minato had already started eating noodles.
Aoba imdiately imrsed his mind into the mories he had just read.
He had read so many mories and hadn't had the ti to check them.
He still didn't know what had happened in the past three days.
For a mont, Aoba maintained his chanical eating motion as mories flashed through his mind. He quickly browsed through everything recorded on the live-moving caras.
So...
When he left that day.
The people in the downtown area all watched.
It was still the sa river.
It was still the sa place.
Another corpse floated out!
Such a thing instantly caused a huge sensation and pushed public opinion to the climax.
Of course, Soone must be adding fuel to the fire.
It was just that Aoba could not determine who the people who spread the rumors were from the mories he had read.
After a while, the Konoha Military Police Force's ninjas arrived.
In the mories of these people, Aoba saw a familiar face.
Uchiha Fugaku!
Itachi's biological father!
It could be said that...
This was the indirect mastermind behind the extermination of the Uchiha clan!
After all...
If Fugaku had not been so impulsive at that ti and had restrained himself a little, things would have been different.
Or...
If Fugaku converted his impulse into traditional art performance...
Maybe...
He could leave the disaster of the Uchiha clan on the wall!
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