My Hokage Journey

In June, the hot weather in Konoha lasted for about two days, and then it turned cloudy. Walking on the road, the cool wind mixed with a hint of light rain made the heat take a few steps back.

In most people's eyes, this is the last wave of coolness in summer. Don't worry about it and just enjoy it.

The flow of people on the street becomes denser with time. Vendors and customers come and go, busy for their daily livelihood. One party is enthusiastically introducing and recommending their own products, while the other party is picking and choosing, and finally they buy it with a smile on their face. He left happily with the ingredients he needed.

One of the teenagers paid skillfully, bought the ingredients he wanted, and was ready to go back with a satisfied look on his face.

He smiled. In the past, buying food and cooking by himself sounded incredible, but now he has become accustomed to it.

But it was quite good. After he got used to it, he realized that he seemed more comfortable this way.

Moreover, Mikoto's smiles had increased in recent days. Thinking of this, he felt a lot better unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

But before he took a few steps, several young men in exquisite clothes stopped in front of him with smiles.

"Hey, who is that? Let me think about it. Is it Master Fugaku Uchiha, the grandson of the second elder?"

"Yes, but why would he come here to buy groceries on his own?" the young man next to him said immediately.

"I heard that his grandfather reused his other grandson, and now he is being left out!"

"really? Haha……"

The words of the three people's crowd also indirectly showed the current situation of this young man. In the past, these people were not qualified to perform this clumsy cross talk in front of him, but now the situation is different. They can already wantonly laugh at this originally superior person. This kind of pleasure makes them unable to stop without having to bear any consequences. This is the drama of life.

Like chirping sparrows, the three of them were talking to each other.

No matter how calm Uchiha Fugaku appears on the surface, he is still just a ten-year-old boy. It is natural to have anger in his heart. He is not yet able to make the other party's ridicule a breeze, because his energy is still there. .

Just when he was about to teach these people a lesson, a figure suddenly passed his eyes. The long black hair and gray clothes fit firmly with the person in his heart. In an instant, the anger in his heart disappeared. .

"Sorry, I have something to do, so I have to leave first." After saying that, he ignored the three people next to him and disappeared.

The three of them looked at each other. Their expressions were not filled with anger just now, but why did they return to normal in an instant? Could it be that he is really a coward?

However, what the three of them were very embarrassed about and unwilling to admit was the fact that it would be easy for the other party to leave...

Uchiha Fugaku watched the figure in front of him disappear around the corner, and hurriedly followed him. However, the next thing he saw was the vast flow of people and noisy exchanges. He couldn't find it even if he looked left and right. to the other person's figure.

Did I see it wrong? No, it must be him. He was actually not dead...

He slowly turned around with a look of confusion on his face. What he didn't expect was that a young man behind him was holding potatoes in his left hand and vegetables in his right hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Uchiha Fugaku looked at the ingredients in his hand and twitched the corner of his mouth. Two enemies who were shopping for food met. What was going on?

"What's up?"

"You're not dead!" Uchiha Fugaku said with some interest. Thinking of Mikoto's recent state, he finally understood and sighed deeply.

"..." I am standing here properly. Is it really okay for you to curse me like this?

However, Lu Ming could not see any malice from the other party, other than surprise or sigh.

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll go home first." Lu Ming pointed to the ingredients he bought and signaled that he would escort them home.

"and many more!"

"Anything else?"

& nb

sp; "Fight with me again!"

This should be fate, Uchiha Fugaku thought, but if he doesn't try again, he is really unwilling to do so. This is not to decide Mikoto's ownership, but he just wants to give himself an explanation. Of course, if the other party refuses , then he will not continue to be entangled.

Looking at the handsome young man with a solemn expression in front of him, Lu Ming had only one feeling, and that was that it was very troublesome...

A few minutes later, in Konoha's training ground, the two teenagers who put down the food basket started an inexplicable duel.

At least that's what Lu Ming felt. He only agreed to the other party because he seemed really serious.

However, this duel only took a few minutes to decide the winner. The fierce fire and the blood stains on the red eyes did not put any pressure on the opponent. Kneeling on one knee, with sweat pouring from his face, he looked at the person opposite him. A calm young man in gray.

I saw him wearing a pair of wooden clogs, standing across from him casually and looking at himself in a panic. He was not panting, not sweating, and even the corners of his clothes were not stained. The huge gap between the two was obvious, wasn't it? It's just one move away, let alone a draw, but a huge gap blocking his way, making it impossible for him to cross.

Uchiha Fugaku recalled his current training and the last duel with him, feeling self-deprecating. Originally, he thought that if he won, then he would have one more reason to pursue and wait for her, but in the end It's so different from imagination. People always think of bad things as good, and think of good things as better. They overestimate their own abilities, and the result is like this, a complete failure.

It's really scary. This boy is so scary that he doesn't look like a human being. Uchiha Fugaku can't think of other better words.

Just in the last duel, he almost killed the opponent, but now, he can't even cause any damage to the opponent. This feeling of loss makes him unable to calm down for a long time. Does this mean that what he did before was all fake? Practicing?

Of course not, the reason is very simple, everyone is moving forward, not just him.

Even if he was paddling hard, so what if he was stuck on his own laurels? He immediately thought of the current Uchiha, who was so similar to the latter. Is it really worth offending such a young man for his illusory reputation?

He was still a member of the Uchiha and had to think about this group. At this moment, he was a little inexplicably worried. He didn't know how far this boy would grow and how terrifying he would become. He shook his head. There is no point in overthinking it after all.

What he knew was that the other party was like a big mountain standing in front of him, completely shattering his last hope, but that was fine.

Now he really has no regrets. With such a person protecting him, he should feel relieved.

"I lost!" Without any extra explanation, he turned around and left.

Lu Ming looked at the bleak expression on the other person's face, and was suddenly moved in his heart. He couldn't help but laugh, was he having a Stockholm attack?

Maybe he also has feelings for her and is not jealous at all. Wouldn't it be nice to have someone like the person he likes? This shows that he has good taste, doesn't it?

However, he turned around and looked at the bag on the ground, and then at the figure that had disappeared in the distance, "There's no need to give up the food if you lose!"

The wind passed by the river and caressed the treetops. Lu Ming, who walked out of the training ground, consciously held the opponent's bag in his hands.

Hey, what a shameful waste. Then he turned around and walked towards his home.

…………

But just as he was about to arrive home, a masked ANBU suddenly jumped out, "Lord Lu Ming, this is the information brought to you by Lord Three Generations."

Hey, Lu Ming was speechless for a moment, could he come out normally, but he still said politely, "Yes, I understand."

"Then I'll take my leave first." Then he disappeared in an instant, like a gust of wind.

Thinking about it, the work of ANBU is also very hard. You work hard and don't complain but you still have no face, just like Lei Feng who did good things without leaving his name.

Lu Ming stuffed the information directly into the bag without even looking at it. With so many things on hand, he might as well go back first.