The Talent of Konoha

After chatting with Grandma Xiang for nearly an hour, the old man soon felt sleepy. After she settled down, Qiyu closed the door and went out. voila.

……

Uchiha Itachi, as soon as December passes, he will be four years old.

He has been doing well in recent months. Although Saitama Rimura, who he admires the most, went to the battlefield, but he trained with his father every day, and got to know another clansman whom he recognized very much—Uchiha Shisui.

During this period, Itachi would go to the training ground of the Uchiha Guards every day to participate in training. Although he was only over three years old, his talent had already been revealed.

Especially in terms of ninja throwing, Itachi seems to be born with it, and the ninja seems to be alive in his hands.

On the one hand, it is because of Itachi's identity, and on the other hand, it is because Itachi really impresses the ninjas in the escort team.

After coming and going, Itachi got the qualification to train in the training ground.

Shisui didn't send out missions today, and the entire ninja world is in the midst of war, so the amount of missions distributed to each ninja village has naturally dropped sharply.

Another thing is that Zhishui also has certain requirements for tasks. For tasks such as finding the cat lost by the grandmother in the whole village, or helping the seasonally blind grandfather harvest crops, Zhishui does not have the energy to do it.

"Zhishui, teach me how to use a knife!"

Itachi tugged at the corner of Zhishui's clothes with a serious tone.

He raised his head, staring at Zhishui in front of him with black and white eyes.

"Well, are you sure! Your father is better than me in this respect, why should I teach you?"

Zhishui patted Itachi on the shoulder, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

It's not that he doesn't want to teach, but that he doesn't know how to teach.

Let Itachi practice carefully, as if he hadn't been taught; try to teach, he has no clue anyway.

After all, Zhishui is still a child who has not grown up, and he can't do well teaching others such a job.

Seeing the determination on Itachi's face again, Shisui could only agree.

"Okay, okay, let's communicate more, I can give you some guidance with my experience!"

"Okay, thank you Zhishui!"

Itachi had a happy face and clenched his fist with his right hand.

"call!"

Zhishui breathed a sigh of relief, while the other members of the guard who saw the two communicating not far away smiled.

……

Shout!

Uchiha Fugaku was sitting at the desk, flipping through the various reports of the Uchiha family this quarter, and there was a knock on the door.

Didn't you tell me not to disturb me these few hours?

A hint of doubt appeared on Uchiha Fugaku's face, but he immediately put down the document in his hand.

"Come in!"

Maybe something urgent.

Thinking of this, Fuyue called the person who knocked on the door to come in.

Chapter 82 Dialogue

Crunch!

The door was pushed open, and the tall and straight Saitama walked in.

"Yo, Saitama!"

Uchiha Fugaku was a little surprised by Saitama's arrival. Although he had known the news that Saitama was going back to the village, he didn't expect him to come here to find him at this moment.

"team leader!"

Saitama smiled and went to sit on the sofa in front of the desk.

With a smile, Fu Yue got up from the chair, and also went to the sofa to sit opposite Qi Yu.

Saitama's current status is no longer that kid who just graduated from ninja school. His strength and prestige rank among the Uchiha clan. Many young Uchiha clan people regard Saitama as the goal of struggle.

And Fuyue also attaches great importance to Saitama, thinking that Saitama can carry the future of the family.

"Just came back today?"

Fu Yue pushed the tea on the small table in front of Qi Yu and asked aloud.

"I just arrived in the morning, so I'll come over to see you after lunch!"

Saitama took the teacup and took a sip.

"Going to the Northwest War Zone this time is the idea of ​​Hokage and the elders. Although I object, it is useless."

Fu Yue was afraid that Qi Yu would have any emotions about this transfer order, so he looked at Qi Yu and said.

"OK, got it."