Naruto, please stay.

The room was full of joy and laughter.

In the land of rain shrouded by gloomy clouds, the tone always seems to be dark, and it is rare to hear such joy and laughter.

Qingming walked in, and the sickle on his waist made a clanging sound.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on it, and there was silence for a moment.

Without the protection of the windbreaker, the lock can only be hung outside. Since it is the same style as Hanzo, it will naturally attract attention.

But... I'm not the head teacher. Why did everyone suddenly stop talking when I came in?

I just want to come in quietly to listen to your bragging and understand the current situation.

"Which formation are you from? How come I've never seen you before?" someone asked with a blushing face.

"Are you from the north?" someone else added.

Currently, the rain ninjas have suffered heavy losses, not many survived on the battlefield, and almost all ninjas in every area have been exposed. Although Qingming was wearing a forehead protector, the appearance of an unfamiliar face in front of everyone still aroused suspicion.

Even though these ninjas seemed very drunk, they could jump up at any time and chop off a wolf's head.

Seimei had endured Hanzo's pressure, and the mob in front of him didn't put much pressure on him.

Since you can't be low-key, you can only be high-profile.

He found a place to sit down, took off the lock and sickle, and slapped it on the table.

"Have a Mojito!"

Just one action shocked the rain ninja present.

This kid is so arrogant and handsome... Why can't I be like him? No, he didn’t take us seriously at all!

"Hey, I'm talking to you, where are you from?" A grumpy old man took out his weapon.

Qingming said calmly: "Don't you recognize this weapon?"

"Suo Si? Could it be that..."

"This is Hanzo-sama's weapon."

With that said, Qingming flipped the chain and made sporadic noises. Everyone could hear it clearly and there was an uproar immediately.

Hanzo-sama's weapon?

What a joke!

"Musashi! Aren't you the right hand of Hanzo-sama? Come and see if this scythe is real!"

"Coming!"

The ninja who was called Musashi was young, only about twelve or thirteen years old. This age had just graduated from the Ninja School in peaceful times, but in times of war, even children as young as eight or nine had to go to the battlefield.

He didn't lie. He had indeed studied under Hanzo-sama's cronies, but later the jounin lost his life in the battlefield.

Musashi himself is not strong enough, coupled with his young age, everyone often makes fun of him.

In times like this, Akatsuka Musashi came to the rescue.

After looking at it for a long time, rubbing the lines and inscriptions on the handle, Musashi gradually became excited, "Yes, that's right, I was lucky enough to see this lock scythe. There is a small scar on the inscription, which is difficult for ordinary people to notice. There’s no way anyone could imitate it like this!”

"So, you are really Hanzo-sama's scythe!" Everyone was shocked, "Who are you?"

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qingming.

Seimei said modestly: "I am Hanzo-sama's right-hand man...his right-hand man, Hanyu Seimei."

Everyone was shocked, Musashi even counted on his fingers and said: "Isn't that one level higher than me? Brother Seimei, are you a jounin?"

"Nonsense, Lord Hanzo has entrusted the scythe to him. He must fully trust his strength."

Qingming said nothing and glanced around.

There are probably no jounin here. The jounin of a village is a very cherished resource. It is definitely the most important force that Hanzo relies on. It is also common to come and go in front of Hanzo. How could you not recognize your identity?

During the war, there were many people who were temporarily promoted to jounin due to their missions and military exploits, but many chuunin and genin may not recognize them.

This slap of his hand on the table almost confirmed his identity.

There's no way it was stolen from Hanzo-sama, right? This is even more ridiculous.

Seimei was confident and said: "Tell me about the recent situation. How is the war on the border? Master Hanzo sent me to perform a mission, and I need to understand it clearly."

"Yes, Lord Seimei." Musashi responded positively, "Now our border posts have been basically withdrawn, leaving the Country of Wind and the Country of Fire to fight. We will come back to take over when they are almost done fighting."

"Is it far from here?"

"It's not very far, but if you want to go, you must be prepared. From the east line of the river bank..." A ninja introduced in detail.

Qingming wrote down the rough itinerary, drank all the wine in the glass, and snapped his fingers, "Thank you. Goodbye, everyone."

After that, he turned around and walked away, leaving only his handsome back.

It's really exciting to run after you're done.

Before Qingming could go out, someone shouted: "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Qingming turned around and said, "Sorry, I don't accept team formation for this mission."

"No, it's not... you haven't paid yet." The clerk rubbed his palms with an embarrassed look on his face.

At this time, Musashi suddenly jumped out and quickly settled the bill without waiting for Seimei to pay: "Sir Seimei, I'll pay for you."

"Hahahaha, Musashi, you are quite good at it!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Akatsuka Musashi stuck out his tongue at everyone.

Qingming thought this boy was quite interesting, so he didn't think much about it, thanked him and went out.

The general situation at the border was similar to what he had imagined. The Country of Rain was no longer able to form effective resistance and could only sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and clean up the mess. At this time, the battle front should be divided into two sides, with Sunagakure and Konoha facing each other on the southern front, and Iwagakure mainly conducting activities on the northern front.

Closer to Seimei is the southern battlefield, which is also his destination this time.

While planning the route and thinking about how to expand the base of believers, Qingming didn't realize that the drizzle started falling unexpectedly again.

A big umbrella suddenly covered his head, blocking out the wind and rain.

Qingming looked in surprise, and it turned out to be the young man who paid for him just now. What was his name... Musashi?

"Why did you follow me out?"

"Hey, I want to follow Seimei-sama. To be honest, those people are too boring. I know the current situation is not good, but as a ninja of the Hidden Rain Village, I can't stay depressed like this."

Musashi smiled, "I want to be as strong as Hanzo-sama!"

So that’s it, Qingming understood.

There are many children in the ninja world who aspire to be strong, and all of them shout that I want to become one of the Five Kages, and they will do whatever they want. They call this kind of idea an ideal. When you grow up, you will find that it is all in vain.

Musashi is smart and knows that Kage's promotion depends not only on strength, but also on seniority and familiarity.

The right and left hands of Hanzo are likely to be the next generation of Hanzo, and the next generation of Hanzo, so by following Seimei, he is paving the way for himself.

But Qingming didn't intend to bring a drag bottle: "Do you really want to follow me?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then you first become a believer in this religion, and I will see if you are sincere or not."

"This is too easy! I'll join! Master Qingming, take me with you."

Simple? You thought it was just words and had to be tested by the system. Qingming snorted disdainfully, and then he was stunned.

system hint--

New A-level believer, Akatsuka Musashi!