Sunny and cheerful Konoha Genin

"Gululu..."

In the room, Toru Ito and a few others sat in a circle around a small table, drinking milk tea leisurely.

No one spoke, but the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Even Kimimaro's eyes softened a lot.

"Well, let me tell you what happened next."

Ito Toru put down the teapot first, and the expressions of Yahiko and the others also became slightly serious.

"First of all, we are under surveillance for the next few days, but this is OK because Master Jiraiya can easily get rid of the tracking and obtain intelligence."

"And Nono should also have his own channels, so..."

"All we need to do is act like normal kids."

"..."

"..."

Kimimaro and Nagato were both silent. They really didn't know what it meant to be a normal child.

And Toru Ito also realized this.

"Except for you two, of course. If you have nothing else to do, just stay in the hotel."

"I'll leave the role-playing of normal children to Yahiko and Konan."

"it is good!"

Yahiko immediately became excited when he heard this: "Is this a task that only I can complete? No problem, just leave it to me!"

"My normal life is just that of an ordinary kid! I will do it even if it means risking my life!"

"There's no need to be so exaggerated..."

The corners of Xiaonan's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt his head was as big as a bucket.

"Okay! Now that the next task has been arranged, let's go eat!"

Ito Toru stood up with a smile.

"We finally made it to the desert, so how can we not have a barbecue?"

"what?"

Yahiko and the others looked at each other. They were already a little full from drinking.

But barbecue...it sounds a bit irresistible.

Therefore, not long after, the aroma of barbecue began to waft from the rooftop of the small hotel.

The fragrance drifted with the night wind and reached the nose of the Sand Ninja who was swatting mosquitoes and was in charge of monitoring Ito Toru and his group.

"hateful!"

Smelling the rich aroma and feeling the extremely itchy bumps from mosquito bites on his body, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"This is simply insane! Do we need to keep an eye on a caravan that is carrying a group of children, one big and one small, out to do business?"

"You guys go back and have a good sleep, they're having a barbecue over there, and I'm the only one here feeding mosquitoes like an idiot, basil!"

His complaints were carried away by the night wind and drifted all the way to the most lively place in the Hidden Sand Village.

"Hahahahaha!"

Jiraiya laughed loudly, and the girls from the Sand Village on both sides also laughed along with him.

"Lord Jiraiya is so humorous. It reminds me of my ex-boyfriend who died on the battlefield. He also liked to tell jokes before he died." A girl next to him said while laughing.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough cough cough!"

Jiraiya choked and spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Hahahaha! Don't tell such a bad joke, she is just joking with you, Master Jiraiya, come and have some grilled scorpions that are unique to our Sand Village."

The other girl patted the previous girl gently, then took out a small scorpion on a skewer and gave it to Jiraiya.

"Ohh! This is quite novel. Let me try it!"

Jiraiya showed great curiosity and tolerance for this kind of snack that most people might find difficult to accept, because when he was training in Myoboku Mountain, he ate nothing but super protein.

"Crunch crunch... Mmm! It tastes pretty good, a little crispy."

Jiraiya said as he gave a thumbs up: "Very good!"

"Right~ My husband used to be the best barbecue chef in the Hidden Sand Village, but unfortunately he went to the battlefield. Sigh... I really hope he can come back alive."

"Ahem! Two beautiful ladies, let's talk about something else, like the scenery, or something that makes people happy."

Jiraiya felt a little helpless.

We came here just to have fun, but everything was fine at the beginning. How come it has turned into a grievance meeting now?

"I'm sorry, Master Jiraiya, but we really don't have anything fun to do recently..."

"Please forgive me."

The two girls realized that they could no longer use joking as an excuse, so they leaned over and asked for forgiveness.

"It's okay, it's okay. I am a philanthropic person after all!"

Jiraiya helped them up, and his hand gently stroked their smooth white arms, with pity and compassion in his eyes: "I won't tell your mama-san, so just tell me, I'm also curious, why beautiful girls like you are so sad in your hearts."

"Woooo..."

"Master Jiraiya is so kind. You remind me of my father. He was once a ninja..."

That's enough! I feel guilty for doing this to you!

Jiraiya's expression became frowned.

The taste of this wine in the glass...why does it have a hint of bitterness?

On the other side, in the empty house.

Crunch...crunch...

Scorpion, with an expressionless face, was fiddling with his newly made object.

It was a puppet arm, equipped with many mechanisms and delicate parts, as well as... the poison he had just purchased.

"..."

Scorpion lowered the arm as he heard approaching footsteps.

Squeak-!

The door was opened, revealing the figure of the Third Kazekage behind the door, but Scorpion did not look back.

"You're making puppets?"

The Third Kazekage noticed the exquisite puppet arm on the table, nodded slightly, and showed admiration in his eyes.

"That's great. Your grandmother is a puppet master, and your father and mother are also great puppet masters. You should also have this talent."

"..."

Scorpion didn't say anything or turn around, just standing there like a stunned puppet.

"You don't have to worry about your grandma. The series of battles she planned on the front line went very smoothly. The current situation has entered a stalemate. As long as it is stable like this, it's good."

The Third Kazekage came over and sat down beside him.

"Later, I will plan a grand attack. At that time, 80% of the ninjas in the village will go out together to eat up all the main forces of Konoha!"

There was heroism and excitement in his tone.

"By then, Konoha will feel unprecedented pressure! And other ninja villages will certainly not turn a blind eye. We, the Sand Village, can extort a large sum of money and then withdraw our troops!"

“Everything will be fine!”

"..."

Scorpion still didn't speak.

The Third Kazekage didn't take it seriously.

"Haha... I just like your calm temperament. Come on, the future of the village will depend on young people like you."

He patted Scorpion's shoulder and turned away.

Because he looked down on the young man, the Third Kazekage did not notice that a delicate little puppet insect had quietly attached itself to his trouser leg and turned the same color as the fabric of his trouser leg.

Scorpio's eyes gradually became firm, as if he had made some kind of decision.