Naruto: My Own Wind

Looking at the sun in the sky, Fengjian touched his chin. Today's mission has been completed, and it would be most appropriate to go and have a drink now.

Fengjian doesn't like noise, but prefers quietness, and the same goes for drinking, so every time he drinks, he misses the peak period.

Once a decision is made, action must be taken. Kazama turned around and left without even looking at the samurai sword standing beside him.

There is no need to bring a samurai sword at Dekagi Port, because it is very safe here for Kazama.

Taking a leisurely pace, Kazama greeted familiar merchants with a smile and came to the vicinity of the izakaya with a laugh.

Looking at a group of people gathered at the door of the izakaya, Fengjian put away his smile, and with curiosity, quickened his pace and walked to the edge of the crowd.

Before Fengjian could stretch his neck to look inside, a roar was heard in the room.

"I'm telling you, Ichimu, your Wasabi family won't be so arrogant for long. This year's race for the Zodoroki Shrine Festival will definitely be won by our Mustard family."

"Your Mustard Seed Family won? Haha... that's a pipe dream. In these two competitions, your Mustard Seed Family has always been a loser."

"You...you dare to scold us."

"If I scold you, I'll beat you up."

Did Ikki get impulsive with the people of the Mustard Seed Clan? Fengjian was a little confused. Ikki was a cautious person and rarely got impulsive with others. What happened today? Did the sun rise in the west?

With doubts, Kazama squeezed through the crowd and stepped into the pub. He saw Kazuki protecting Anzi behind him and glaring at the three people in front of him.

The three men opposite Ikki surrounded the two men in a fan shape, and the man facing Ikki had just drawn his samurai sword.

When the samurai sword came out, Anzi was so scared that she screamed "Ah".

Fengjian covered his ears with his hands and stepped in with his other foot.

Because of Kyoko's scream, no one noticed that Kazama was walking slowly towards them.

Even if it was Ikki, he could see Kazama if he tilted his head slightly, but unfortunately his attention was all on comforting Kyoko.

The man holding the samurai sword chuckled, "Didn't you say you were going to beat us?

Yimu, you are alone now, and you still have to protect this woman, haha..."

The man shook his head and smiled disdainfully, "Brothers, tell me, how can we entertain Yimu so that he can feel the hospitality of our Mustard Seed family?"

"Brother, hit him hard with your fist." The other two said in unison.

Upon hearing this, the one holding the samurai sword raised his neck and laughed strangely. When the other two saw this, they also started laughing.

"Bastards!" Yimu frowned. If he had a samurai sword, he would definitely cut off the mouths of these three people.

If I just rely on my own words now, I'm afraid I'll get beaten up.

Just as Yimu was thinking about it, a burst of applause was heard.

Yimu looked up and the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.

The three people from the Mustard Seed family also turned around and looked. When they saw Fengjian's yellow hair, they subconsciously took a step back.

In the running competition held at the Motorogi Shrine, the winners of both sessions were the Wasabi family. It was not because the contestants from the Wasabi family were so good, but because every time they competed, Kazama would interfere and make the Wasabi family lose the game.

Kazama did this not for any other reason but to have more money to spend, and also to indirectly repay Wasabi Jiro for saving his life.

Of course, if Kazama makes trouble, the Mustard family will definitely not tolerate it and will definitely cause trouble for them afterwards. As a result, the troublemakers will be beaten black and blue by Kazama.

Over time, whenever the Mustard family saw the yellow-haired Fengjian, they couldn't help but feel frightened.

In fact, Kazama was also puzzled at first. He was wearing a mask when he took action, so why were the Keizi family so sure that it was him who did it?

It was not until later, when Kazama had a drink and chat with Wasabi Jiro, that he realized that he had worn the mask in vain.

Because in the whole of Chujie Port, there is no other person with long yellow hair.

Nodding to Yimu, Fengjian grinned at the three members of the Mustard family, "Hey! Aren't these the three brothers of the Mustard family? Are you here for a drink?"

"I...I...I came...to drink." The man with the knife stuttered.

"Drinking? Haha..." Feng Jian narrowed his right eye and glanced at the three people, "Why are you yelling at my brother Yimu? Are you showing off your numbers? Or..."

Feng Jian deliberately paused and continued in a very calm voice: "Are you disgusted with yourselves for living too long and want to go down to see the ancestors?"

When Kazama said this, the three men were so scared that they took a step back, and the man with the knife almost dropped his samurai sword on the ground.

Seeing the expressions of the three people, Feng Jian suddenly felt a little bored. He came to the bar and said to Xingzi: "Xingzi, the old rules."

Seeing this, Ikki nodded towards Kyoko.

Kyoko smiled sweetly at Kazuki, then turned and went to the bar to pour a drink for Kazama.

Xingzi's smile made Yimu feel happy. When he saw the mustard trio, he immediately changed his smile into a serious face. "You three, if you talk nonsense again next time, I will smash your stinky mouths with my samurai sword."

When the Mustard Seed trio heard this, they were about to get angry, but then they heard a "swish" sound and the three of them immediately lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Why are you still standing here? Are you waiting to get beaten?" Yimu, who was acting like a bully, pointed at the door and said, "Get out of here!"

Seeing that the three did not move, Yi Mu shouted angrily: "Can't you hear me? Get out!"

When the three people from the Mustard Seed family saw that Fengjian didn't say anything, they lowered their heads and quickly ran out of the izakaya. However, when they left, the three of them turned back at the same time and looked at Yimu deeply.

Ziliu!

Hearing the sound, the three people from the Mustard Seed family turned around and ran away so fast that they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you, Senior Kazama..."

"Hey, we are one family, so we should not talk behind each other's backs." Feng Jian waved his hand, "Ichimu, next time you meet the Mustard Seed Family, you should beat them up hard, don't just talk without doing anything.

You have to remember, when you can use your hands, never use your mouth."

Upon hearing this, Yimu just smiled awkwardly.

At this time, Xingzi took a glass of wine and placed it in front of a wooden table.

Seeing this, Yimu touched Xingzi's hand while taking the wine glass, which made Xingzi's cheeks slightly red and she rolled her eyes at him.

Fengjian was playing with the wine glass and watching the two people exchanging glances, which suddenly made him feel like he was in the wrong place.

I didn't expect that Yimu was so timid last time, but now he's touching her hand. I've only been away for a few days. Isn't the relationship between these two people progressing so quickly?

Being stared at by Kazama like that, Ikki and Anzi felt a little embarrassed.

Ikki smiled awkwardly at Kazama and scratched his head, while Kyoko turned and walked away.

Kyoko's departure made Fengjian move closer to Yimu. He asked with interest, "Yimu, you are really good. You are so...

By the way, when are you going to have your wedding? Don’t forget to treat me to a wedding banquet when the time comes.”

Bang! Snap!

A wine glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Seeing this, Yimu didn't care about blushing, and hurried to Xingzi, grabbed her hand, and asked with concern: "Xingzi, did you hurt yourself?"

After Yimu finished speaking, he grabbed Xingzi's hand and looked her up and down.

Xingzi's face was as red as a ripe apple, and she lowered her head shyly, "My hand is fine, I just broke a wine glass."

"As long as your hand is okay, the wine glass doesn't matter."

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate with each other, Fengjian finally confirmed one thing: he had come to the wrong place. He was being treated so affectionately. It was really unbelievable.

Putting down the wine glass, Fengjian turned and left.

"Senior Kazama, where are you going?" Yimu asked hurriedly.

"Go out and relax. It's boring here."

"Ah, then you..." Yimu slapped his forehead, "Kazama-senpai, Oza-ni is looking for you."

"Brother Oza? Why does he want to see me?" Fengjian asked, turning around.

"It seems that my sister-in-law wants to introduce you to the... Hey! Senior Kazama, why are you running? Kazama..." Yimu chased to the door and saw that there was no sign of Kazama outside.