Quest Master of Konoha

It was getting late, and the two were walking down the street side by side.

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-level ninjutsu for this mission. You should think about which ninjutsu you want. I will report to Master Naruto tomorrow."

"I have to think about it..."

After all, this is his life-saving money... He almost died in Yunyin Village, but the reward was only B-level ninjutsu, and there was no additional 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 little sarcasm.

"Our Hokage-sama, really..."

"Very generous..."

At present, his attacking system is basically formed, and what is lacking is the means of defense. As we all know... the earth-type ninjutsu is more suitable for defense, and the hardness and thickness are the attributes carried by the change of the nature of the earth-type.

"I choose Soil Escape Hardening."

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

"By the way, this is Shinichi's compensation to us."

Yakumo put the storage scroll in Aoyama Reiko's hand, and he took out 5,500 out of 100 million and put it on the scroll just now.

Half of Yakumo should belong to Qingshan Lingzi. After all, Yunyin Village was two people who came over together, and the danger should be shared equally, so 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, until Yakumo disappeared from her eyes, and she opened the scroll with Chakra.

"Yakumo..." Aoyama Reiko whispered 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 tight white bandages on her arms, and her eyes unconsciously showed concern.

"Small injury... Besides, how many people are not injured when the ninja is 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 his face.

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

This is beautiful...very good.

He could not bear to destroy and 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, and if necessary, launch them with a four-star technique, and it may also be a surprise victory.

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

"My father is a very strong blacksmith."

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

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 Yoshiko 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, are you going to build a weapon?"

"I want to use the fragments of purple fire to create hidden weapons.

"Yakumo looked up at the starry sky, and said with some guilt.

"The purple fire is broken?" Mori Yazi asked immediately, she knew that the weapon was the apprenticeship gift that Aoyama Reiko gave 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's confidence was a little lacking.

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

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

"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 missing. 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 Yazi's tears suddenly accelerated...

Yakumo was a little confused for a while...

Is there a problem with his comfort?

Mori Yoshiko 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.

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

Mori Yazi actually gradually stopped sobbing...

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

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

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

The two resumed the mode of looking up at the stars, and Mori Yazi also returned to calm, 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 usually hurt myself... I suddenly wanted to cry."

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

Mori Yazi rested her chin 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 because of 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 say I'm going to hit someone...!"