The store manager who returned from Naruto

The sound of "no" made No. [-]'s face burst into laughter. The unhappiness just now was nothing, he had long forgotten.

"Then please ask Miss Tifa to open it."

Hearing the sound, Tifa raised her head slightly, her eyes inadvertently passed over the faces of these people, and finally stopped on the face of No. [-], and nodded.

Looking at the rectangular box in front of her, Tifa's eyes were dazed for a moment, but returned to normal the next moment.

After being silent for half a minute, Tifa's eyes finally stopped in the center of the box, where there was something like a flower lying there quietly, motionless.

The next second, Tifa's eyes were focused, and she made a few vague seals with her right hand, and then slowly placed it on the flower. The moment the two parties came into contact, Tifa secretly said in her heart, 'Explanation! '

click!Click!

One second...two seconds...at the third second, there was a sudden sound of something breaking in everyone's ears. They quickly reacted. In an instant, everyone focused on the box. superior.

The originally intact box actually developed cracks, and as time went by, the cracks continued to increase little by little, and finally, with a click, it completely turned into a pile of sawdust.

"This is!?"

Number [-] was the closest, so when the box broke, he was the first to see the contents inside the box. However, the expected surprise did not appear, because the object lying in the box turned out to be a strange sword.

'This is? 'The moment she saw this sword, Tifa narrowed her eyes slightly. She always felt that she had seen this sword before, but if she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember it for a while, so Tifa fell into a brief silence.

"No. [-], this sword is something they are determined to protect even to the death. Could it be... fake?" After staring at it for a long time, No. [-] couldn't see anything weird about this sword, wasn't it? A sword? We don’t have a thousand swords like this in China, but we have eight hundred.

No. [-] was silent for a moment. He also had this speculation in his mind, but his intuition told him that this sword was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but he couldn't tell what it was specifically.

"It shouldn't be possible to fake it. This operation was an accident. If it weren't for them, this thing would have ended up in Japan."

"Well, that makes sense, but...this sword is just an ordinary sword no matter how you look at it."

"I don't know either." After looking at it for a long time, No. [-] shook his head.

"By the way, Dr. J, try this sword and see if you can see any difference." No. [-] suddenly thought of something and said to a man in a white coat next to him.

"Okay, let me take a look." Dr. J nodded, frowned and walked to the box. He lowered his head and stared at every part of the sword body carefully, not even a single detail was missed. However, a full minute passed. However, Dr. J's face became more and more wrinkled and his expression became more and more ugly.

"No, I don't see how powerful this thing is at all. To be honest, it's just sharper than an ordinary sword."

"Hey, can't you see it too?" No. [-] sighed in disappointment. He thought he would get some important information, but who would have thought that the box contained this damn thing. It was impossible not to be disappointed.

"By the way, Miss Tifa, do you have any ideas?" No. [-] cursed himself for being confused. There are clearly the most powerful people here, so why not just ask her? Why are you so confused?

"Yes, Miss Tifa, can you see what's unique about this sword?"

Tifa did not answer immediately. Instead, she raised Rouyi and gently brushed the messy silk behind her ears. The corners of her mouth slightly curved into a beautiful arc, and her every frown and smile were charming. Mind, noble yet elegant, mature yet charming.

Just this small movement attracted the attention of everyone here, and Tifa's smile deepened.

"Old guy, I really know what this thing is, but..."

"Ahem!" Tifa's voice was like the call of an oriole, sweet to the ear and very comfortable to listen to.But it was precisely because of this that they suddenly came to their senses, and what followed was a huge embarrassment.

No. 15 no longer knows whether the last time he blushed was a few years ago, ten years ago or [-] years ago. The most important thing is that he blushed in front of such a beautiful woman. If he hadn't developed his shame over the years, If the bullet can't penetrate, it won't make people laugh at you.

"Ahem, Miss Tifa, feel free to say anything, they are all members of our family."

Tifa seemed to be quite interested in Number One's blushing behavior, but good self-discipline still allowed her to suppress this little thought in her heart.

"I want this thing."

Simple, crisp, and neat, the seemingly plain words revealed Tifa's determination.

To put it simply, you have to give this thing whether you give it or not. Anyway, you don’t know how to do this thing, so you are not allowed to play with it.

Sure enough, No. [-] just thought about it for a moment and agreed, just as a favor. After all, he knew in his heart that it was against the rules to bother others for this matter this time.

"No problem. I did something wrong today, so this is my apology."

"Old man, you are really good at being accommodating."

After Tifa saw through her purpose, No. [-]'s face turned red and her heart skipped a beat, pretending that nothing happened.

"Actually, this thing is of no use in your hands, but for me... it is of some use." As he spoke, Tifa raised her little hand and gently stroked the sword body, and this sword As if he sensed something, he let out a faint sword cry.

"This is!"

Several people on Number [-] also heard the sound of the sword, and they all looked at Tifa and the sword in her hand with disbelief.

The most incredible thing was No. [-]. He was in a trance while watching Tifa and the sword. It took him a long time to recover, but his face that was originally full of surprise was now full of regret and self-blame.

He suddenly regretted his behavior just now. If he had known about that sword, he would not have given it away. It was obviously a divine weapon, or a pseudo-divine weapon. It was countless times better than those scraps of copper and iron. Unfortunately, it was not sold in this world. Regret the medicine.

"No. [-], what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

"Really?" No. [-] and No. [-] obviously noticed that there was something wrong with No. [-]'s expression, but seeing that he didn't want to say anything, they didn't ask further questions. Together, they turned their attention to Tifa again. They were also curious about the opponent's hands. What kind of existence is that sword? Just from the sound of the sword just now, you know that this sword is definitely not simple.

"What, you regret it?" They didn't see it, but Tifa did, and there was a hint of amusement in No. [-]'s eyes.

"I regret it, but what can I do if I regret it? The things have been sent out, and I don't have the old face to ask for them back." After Tifa once again pointed out the little thoughts in his heart, No. [-] admitted it generously. Tifa was slightly startled.

"This thing is useless if you leave it there. If there is no special method, it is just an ordinary sword."

"A special method?" Number [-] was stunned and glanced at Tifa curiously, but after seeing the familiar smile on the other person's face, he knew that this matter... was useless.

"Go back and look up the name of this thing yourself. By the way, I'll give you a little hint. It's a legendary artifact in Japanese history."

"Ah, yes, yes, don't forget to make a scabbard for me. Holding it in such a conspicuous way will have a bad influence!"

ps: I just finished the exam today, so the update is a bit late.

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