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Time flies.

"Today is another beautiful day." Early in the morning, Xiaobai Mao opened the door of Hatake's house, stretched out and breathed in the fresh air; "Mr. Kakashi, I'm going to the ninja shop first~"

"Well, today is the last day to do small work, come on~" Kakashi Hatake still looked at the collection of books in his hand, and his weak look was in stark contrast to the energetic look of Little White Hair.

"Yes, I have to go to ninja school tomorrow."

The energetic little Bai Mao had just walked out of Hatake's residential street less than 200 meters when he saw the street graffiti on Konoha Commercial Street. The walls of the shops in this street were all covered with messy graffiti, including pictures of pig heads, pictures of stars, etc. There are even words written directly on it that say "idiot, stupid".

"That's too much. Who did it?"

"What a bastard! How long does it take to wash this?"

The vendors in the commercial street stood at the door and looked at the street graffiti all around, and most of them were yelling and cursing. Little Bai Mao walked to the wall and curiously wiped it with his fingers; oh, this is still paint.

I hope, I hope it’s not that person’s prank.

"Hehehehe, hahahahaha" Unfortunately, a particularly familiar laughter made Little Bai Mao stunned for a moment; when he looked up, he saw Uzumaki Naruto, who was covered in paint stains, holding a paint bucket in one hand and a brush in the other. Standing on the archway of Konoha Shopping Street, he laughed and announced: "Naruto Uzumaki is here, I will definitely become Hokage in the future."

Sure enough, it was Naruto, and the little white hair was instantly petrified.

"Are you kidding? Come back here."

All the shopkeepers in the commercial street wanted to chase Naruto, but how could they compare to Naruto's speed? Although Naruto is not a ninja yet, his physical fitness is better than that of an ordinary adult, and he often takes out bird eggs. , jumped on the roof and disappeared.

"Damn it, it's this guy again." Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Naruto, a middle-aged man put his hands on his hips and became unhappy. "I really can't stand it anymore. I've made this place a mess again."

"That guy has no parents, so we can't even file a complaint."

“Even if I want to complain a few times, I still have to”

"Ah, yes."

"Yes, the forbidden child"

"What should we do? Who should we ask to compensate for this?" The person who said this was a young sister. Her eyes suddenly glanced at Little White Hair; "It's a child of the Hatake family. He and that kid seem to be the same. friend."

"Does that kind of brat have friends? How is that possible?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the person who adopted the white-haired kid is Kakashi-sama."

"Really" Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard that Kakashi Hatake was the adopter of this little white-haired boy; ninjas are not to be messed with in the eyes of ordinary people, let alone a jounin.

Looking at the eyes of these shopkeepers, Xiao Baimao took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I will compensate you for the losses caused by Naruto."

After almost all their savings were used up, and Xiao Baimao kept bowing and apologizing, these merchants went back to open their own stores; "Naruto"

He had obviously promised himself not to do any more pranks, so why did he create such a big scene?

The little white-haired boy wandered around the streets like crazy, with the sole purpose of finding Naruto and starting ideological education to stop letting him play pranks.

"Today is such a bad day." Little Bai Mao had completely forgotten that he had to go to the ninja shop to work today. When he couldn't find Naruto anywhere, he had no choice but to run to Naruto's house.

shhhhhh

Little Bai Mao borrowed strength from the houses on the left and right and jumped towards Naruto Uzumaki's house.

He is really at home, it took me so long to look for him; this is the village chief grandpa

Little Bai Mao squatted on the window and watched Uzumaki Naruto sitting on the stove with a sad face; "This is this month's living expenses, don't spend it randomly." The Sandaime put an envelope on the dining table and turned to leave.

Originally, Xiao Bai Mao wanted to go in, but because of the third generation, he still chose to squat by the window and did not dare to move.

Because, he remembered, he had to go to work in a ninja shop today.

"Hey" just when the little white hair was frightened, Uzumaki Naruto called out to the Sandaime who was about to leave, his face full of sadness; "Why do I have no parents?"

"Well," Sandaime was silent for a while before saying, "Didn't I tell you before? A long time ago."

"I don't want to hear the story about this village being attacked by a nine-tailed demon fox, right? Many villagers died as a result, as did Sen's parents, and so did my parents."

"But that's not what I want to hear. I want you to tell me, my" Uzumaki Naruto jumped off the stove and looked up into the Sandaime's eyes; "Who are my father and mother, what are they like?" people."

The Sandaime was silent again, glanced at the little white hair on the window sill and turned away; "So what if I know, the dead will not be resurrected."

No, it will be resurrected. The little white-haired man squatting on the window who could be resurrected was breathing heavily. He gritted his teeth and looked at Naruto's sad look. How could he not remember that uncle? Obviously that uncle said it was okay. How could the person who resurrected Naruto's father and mother not remember the appearance of that uncle?

I don't know who my parents are, but that uncle must know who Naruto's father and mother are, and he can definitely resurrect Naruto's father and mother.

Xiao Baimao actually wanted to go to Kakashi Hatake and ask who the uncle who taught him ninjutsu was, but every time in his mind, the uncle's voice kept reminding him; this sentence kept repeating. With small white hair.

Naruto, don't worry, as long as I find that uncle, I can resurrect your father and mother.Xiao Baimao clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes were less naturally dazed, but more determined.

He needs more chakra, needs to become stronger

"Alesen, why are you here?" Naruto's voice suddenly rang in Little Baimao's ears. Little Baimao was so frightened that his feet suddenly slipped and he fell out of the second-floor window onto the street.

"Are you OK"

"It's okay." Fortunately, he reacted quickly just now, otherwise he would have fallen badly. Xiao Baimao squatted down slightly, jumped up again, and got into Naruto's house through the window.

"Really, I haven't been here for a few days, and your house is already so dirty." Xiao Baimao put his hand on the table and lifted it up again. A fingerprint was immediately printed on the table; "Clean it for me anyway, don't do it." I clean it for you every time."

"Hehehehehe" Naruto could only smile awkwardly as there was no way he would clean the house.

"Stop laughing, come here and help." Little Bai Mao followed up on his own and took out the cleaning tools he had purchased before; "Tomorrow you have to go to the ninja school to study, and you ran to play pranks today. Finish cleaning soon. I’ll take you to eat ramen.”

"real"

"Well~ If you can't finish cleaning in half an hour, I won't take you to eat."

"How is that possible? Half an hour is so short."

"If you have the time to bargain, you might as well clean up soon~" Xiao Baimao threw a towel to Naruto, smiled warmly, and kept encouraging himself in his heart, I believe I can resurrect your parents, Naruto