Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"Do you dare to step forward?" The monk's voice in the second half of the sentence was as thin as a gossamer, and his vocal organs were roasted by the flames to smell of cooked meat.

"Snapped!"

The stick, half-burned by the fire, was overwhelmed and snapped in the middle.

Takeo Moribe's eyelids twitched, and the wall of fire also jumped manically under the influence of its master.

"Sit upright in the sky...to be a high god, or to be a mortal?"

The monk's robe was burned to ashes, and the monk's body was covered with a mosaic of scorched flesh.

"..." The veins on Takeo Moribe's forehead twitched slightly, his mouth was parched, and his body, which was clearly not afraid of the flames, seemed to be fidgeting because of being scorched.

"Salsa." Takeo Moribe wore a headset to contact the headquarters staff who were watching the news at any time, but there were several times in the headset that he wanted to say something and then fell down a few times. The upper management on the other side didn't know what they were thinking.

Tokyo.

"hiss……"

There was a gasp in the meeting room.

The helicopter shook the live broadcast screen, and the radio equipment on Takeo Moribe's body transmitted the small voice in time.

Looking down at the monk coming out of the fire wall, all the muscles felt the same as curling up.

But what disturbed them even more was the 'secret' that the monk said, which was terrifyingly detailed.

"This monk really knows everything! There are ghosts in the base."

"After being burned like this, can he still survive? He...he is not extraordinary, but an ordinary monk. We have all been tricked."

"This must be the work of the same person as the chaos at the Yokosuka base, and... Takeo Moribe wasted, and the black hand behind the scenes is Tian Ji's horse racing?"

"Is Takeo Shoubu okay? If he gets out of control, he can be wiped out, but we will cut off our own arm."

"No problem, if there is a problem, I will not agree to send him there. Don't worry, Takeo Moribe's mental model has already listed various situations. He...is very stable."

"Very stable?"

"Well, I won't be disturbed by such trivial matters. You must believe in scientific judgment, Takeo Moribe is our partner."

The gods in the meeting room looked at the screen, overlooking everything that was happening on earth and on earth.

Osaka Prefecture.

The island country Tuoya has failed to enter Europe for two hundred years, but it has combined some messy customs with the local "noble" habits, resulting in a bunch of different things.

Such as the tea party of upper-class ladies.

Communities distributed according to class and income, coupled with the fact that housewives do not work, there will be small gatherings among wives in high-end communities, and the annual membership fee alone is more than the annual income of ordinary families.

Eiko Hirano's identity changed very quickly. She was living a hopeless life as a part-time shrine maiden in high school before, but now she has become the "fiancée" of the Minister of Defense.

Of course, it's just the 'fiancée' that everyone has passed on by word of mouth, the kind that hasn't held a wedding.

"Speaking of which, I really envy Yingzi. She is so young and beautiful, and the Minister of Defense is also young and promising. It is a match made in heaven. Just hearing the story of when you two met makes the heart of an old woman like me thump."

"A person with real power in Osaka Prefecture, a superhero, an extraordinary leader, any title is enviable."

"It's an honor to live in our neighborhood."

The upper-class ladies in Osaka are also handy in making rainbow farts, without the slightest rudeness of the legendary Osaka aunts.

"No way, no way, he is just an idiot who doesn't understand anything in life, very dull." Eiko Hirano's demeanor is still rusty and green, but it won't be long before she becomes as noble as the wives gas.

"Ah, then it's easy to control. It's a blessing to have such a capable and obedient man as the Minister of Defense. That man in my family, tsk tsk."

For the wives, it is nothing new for a powerful husband to find a few lovers outside.

Eiko Hirano enjoys her current life, or this is the life she has always dreamed of.

She doesn't have to go to college or find a job, and directly enters the upper class through Takeo Moribe. With a population of more than 100 million in the island country, she has already stood at the height of the clouds and overlooked all living beings.

Sitting at home, money keeps pouring in, and the money reproduces itself without investing it yourself. Whether it is buying jewelry or real estate, the total amount of money has not decreased. This is such a boring Numbers game.

Eiko Hirano has a new trouble. She doesn't know how to spend money efficiently other than hiring someone to spend it.

It turns out that rich people really have troubles that money can't solve!

In the high-end kindergarten in the community, Mayumi Moribe also enjoyed star treatment, whether it was teachers or other second-generation children, they almost all revolved around Mayumi Moribe.

No matter what kind of person he will become when he grows up, at least in his heart, who doesn't worship heroes who eliminate bad guys? Natural born criminals are, after all, just a hypothesis that violates medical ethics.

The excellent paintings of the children were selected on the small table in the kindergarten, and Mayumi Moribe stood at the first place as a matter of course.

"Mayumi, let me introduce to you what is drawn."

"Hi Yi." Mayumi had an innocent smile on her face, and her little fingers slid across the characters in the painting one by one.

"The one on the left is my elder sister, the one in the middle is me, and the one on the right is my father."

Kindergarten children cannot be expected to have high painting skills, but the kindergarten teachers have interpreted a lot of deep meaning from this freehand painting. As expected of the daughter of Takeo Moribe, she has shown extraordinary talent since she was a child.

"Papa papa."

It's time to applaud, it's time to applaud.

"How could you draw the Minister of the Guard so ugly." There was a child in the audience who couldn't understand the paintings of Mayumi Mori, "The Minister of the Guard was drawn as an ugly monster."

"But this is what dad looks like."

"No!" The little boy shook his hand, his eyes were full of little stars, "Minister Shoubu is a hero who stands up to the sky, super handsome! Look at what monster you drew."

Mayumi Moribe's face puffed up: "You haven't seen my dad, this is what my dad looks like."

"Bullshit, I've seen it on TV, he can take out bad guys with a wave of his hand."

The two children were arguing about who in the eyes of Takeo Moribe was the real Takeo Moribe, and the kindergarten teacher watching from the side smiled and pulled the two of them away.

Miura Peninsula, south of Zushi City.

The flame wall is still burning, full of vitality under the morning sun that has already dawned.

"Takeo Moribe." The monk fell to the ground, "Is this your answer...?"

From the beginning to the end, he did not show the miracle that the government guessed.

"No one..." Takeo Moribe waved away the flames on the monk with trembling lips.

The flames come and go as soon as they are called. He is like the "Kagutsu" god in charge of flames in mythology. He burned his own mother alive as soon as he was born.

"We can go through here."