Civilian ninja in Konoha

The gate of Konoha Ninja School.

"Kesha, why are you so late today? Hong and I have been waiting for you until the flowers withered."

"Sorry, I overslept. Well, here is your lunch box. It is a new secret recipe made by my restaurant master. I think you will like it."

Kesha apologized and then gave the red sweet bento to Anko and the green wasabi bento to Yuhi Kurenai.

"red beans!"

Hong tugged at Anko's sleeves and said shyly and politely, "Kisha-kun, Anko is so outspoken. In fact, we haven't been here for long. It's our fault that you bring lunch for us every day. We will still do it in the future." ——”

"Hong, we made an agreement. I will bring lunch for you, and you will share your practice experience with me. Don't even think about going back on it."

Kesha retorted that the lunch box was made by the restaurant chef, and he also wanted to bring one. It was a small thing that happened by the way, and it could make his best friend happy. Why didn't he do it?

"But--"

"No buts, that's settled."

Kesha interrupted forcefully, saying that he had always been grateful to Hong.

I remember four years ago, when the penniless Kesha and his infant sister were starving and cold, it was Hong who gave them the most important meal.

Kesha knew that the Konoha Orphanage was not as beautiful as he imagined, and he could not give up his sister, so he refused the Konoha Orphanage's adoption.

So Kesha carved a few wood-carved toys and set up a stall to sell them. When no one was interested, it was Hong who bought the first batch of wood-carved toys. Only then did he have the faith to persevere and the first start-up capital.

Kesha continued to carve and sell toys, and Kurenai often brought her playmates there. In less than half a year, he finally had money to rent a small shop in front of Konoha Ninja School, and used the remaining money to purchase tools and materials. , upgraded from a small toy stall to a carpenter merchant.

It was the second Ninja War. Afterwards, Kesha relied on the whimsical ideas brought by his previous life to continuously develop various special Ninja tools from the simplest toy manufacturing. His arms business grew bigger and bigger, and he eventually became a wealthy businessman.

"Humph, that's really shameless. Even though I said you refused, you are still fawning over me. A profiteer is a profiteer, with a dark heart and a thick skin."

Mizuki walked over slowly, with a sarcastic expression on his face, saying that his virtue was as abominable as his father Saeki's, and he had no good words to say.

"Isn't it? With Kesha's strength, he doesn't need the guidance of Hongdou and I at all. Instead, we often trouble Kesha."

Kurenai Yuhi's face turned red, and Jiao Nu retorted, "It's true. In the first period of time, because Anko and Kurenai both came from ninja families, their mutual communication really helped Kesha, who was still a ninja novice, a lot."

However, as Kesha made more and more money and gradually collected a lot of ninjutsu training information, the help they could give Kesha became less and less. In the end, Kesha tutored them in practice.

Kesha has always kept their kindness in mind. What's more, they are his best friends and they come from a ninja family. Sharing training experience with each other is a very correct and good thing. It doesn't matter who pays more.

"Hey, isn't this Mizuki? Why is your face slapped like a pig's head? Two of your front teeth were also slapped away. It's the first time I've noticed that you, Mizuki, are sometimes pleasing to the eye, haha."

Seeing Mizuki with a bruised and swollen face and a leaky mouth, Kesha teased him, really wanting to see if Mizuki could take down the kind-hearted Chun if his face was disfigured.

If not, will he continue to fall in love with his good friend Umino Iruka-sensei? Well, this is worth looking forward to! Thinking like this, Kesha had the urge to pick up his shuriken and commit a crime.

"Hmph! Hiss!"

Shuimu hummed softly, but secretly touched his painful butt with his left hand, and hissed again, but his heart was filled with grievances.

For some reason, his father, Zuomu, lost his temper as soon as he got home last night. He cursed "damn brat" all the time, as if he hated a certain boy so much.

After seeing the little figure of Mizuki, he grabbed him and slapped him hard on the face several times. After the slaps, he seemed to be still angry. He picked up the ruler in one hand and slapped his butt hard.

Finally, he was also asked to get first place today.