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"Do you two have a better opinion?"
Fu Fu opened the door of the dining room, walked straight to the cupboard and took out three soup bowls from the cupboard, and handed them to Sato and Sato, "You two brothers said that if you are disguised as Tsunade, it is easy to show the stuffing, I don't understand why you show the stuffing and I don't." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Tsunade-sama is not something that ordinary people can disguise. Sato Er sighed and explained to Fusuke: "The technique of disguise is mainly to disguise people's facial features, figure, voice, and clothing, with the help of disguise techniques, we can disguise ourselves as exactly the same appearance as Tsunade-sama, but there are some things that cannot be disguised by disguise techniques." β
"For example, temperament and aura, these two things are either innate, or formed under the influence of the environment. Sato San took over the words and added an explanation: "The temperament and aura are a bit abstract, it's not easy to explain, I'll give a simple example, the daimyo and the beggar, the daimyo is in a high position and is in power, over time, there will naturally be a king's aura, showing the royal demeanor between gestures, and the beggar has a humble status, relying on other people's charity, living a hungry life, so that they survive, will naturally give people a feeling of weakness." β
"These two types of people, because of the environment and their own experiences, their temperament and aura will naturally be different, so we will not see the heroic aura of the daimyo in the beggar, and it is impossible to see the humble and weak temperament of the beggar from the daimyo. β
Hearing this, Fu Zhu already understood what these two people meant, "In other words, do you have no experience in disguise as a big person?"
Sato II and Sato San nodded a little embarrassedly, "Our two brothers have always been disguised as civilians or businessmen to carry out infiltration missions, and they will not disguise themselves as powerful people, which is too eye-catching and not conducive to concealment, so we have never had the experience of disguised as powerful, and if we forcibly disguise ourselves as powerful, it is easy to goof." β
"Then let's go according to my plan. "I'll go catch up on some sleep first, and gather at Taniguchi's house at four o'clock in the afternoon." β
Seeing that Sato II and Sato San had no objections, Musuke yawned and prepared to go back to the bedroom to sleep well, so as not to be exhausted in the afternoon.
"Why does the patriarch want to disguise himself as Tsunade-sama?" looked at the figure of the mourning assistant leaving, Sato San asked with some puzzlement.
"I don't know. Sato Er's face was also full of confusion, "I originally wanted to suggest that the patriarch should be disguised as the Elder Kujo of the dark department, after all, Elder Kujo has a good relationship with Tsunade, and if you go with an invitation signed by Tsunade, the daimyo will definitely give Elder Kujo face, but after the patriarch knew that he was going to be disguised, he subconsciously said that he wanted to become Tsunade-sama." β
"Then why don't you make a suggestion to the patriarch?" asked Sato-san.
"Do you remember four years ago, when we were on a mission and lurked in the Iron Country?" Sato II turned his head to look at Sato San, and a trace of hidden jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Sato-san showed a thoughtful expression, "You mean that bearded..."
"That's right, that bearded transgressor samurai in the Iron Country. Sato II sighed, "I suspect that our patriarch has similar hobbies. β
The two brothers in the dining room fell into a mysterious silence.
"Even so, he is the patriarch we have sworn allegiance to!" After a moment, Sato's eyes were firm, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination to say such a sentence.
Sato II patted Sato San on the shoulder with relief, "Well said, the patriarch was so kind to us and gave us a name, we can't live up to his trust." β
"Prepare some more props and costumes, and take this opportunity to let the patriarch fulfill his wish!"
Ahh
In the bedroom, the mourner who had just been lying down suddenly sneezed, and he sniffled and showed a helpless expression.
"Recently, the head office has been studying alchemy in the alchemy workshop, and his body seems to have deteriorated, and after being busy for a while, it is time to go to Dai to continue practicing physical arts. β
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Hokage's office.
Sarutobi put down the paper in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"As long as you are willing to put in the effort, the bereavement can still be designed to be more like words. Ape Fei Ri slashed at Li, who was standing in front of him, and smiled, "Death... Oh no, it's time to call you Li, Li, let's make hemostatic patches according to this new design, is there a problem?"
Li nodded and said confidently: "No problem, although Master and they all have to go out on a mission, I can produce at least fifty hemostatic patches in a day alone." β
"Fifty bucks. Ape Fei Ri frowned, and there was some regret in his tone, "It's a pity, I'm still thinking that this star queen can give a few hemostatic patches to all the dark people who are performing high-risk tasks on the front line, and if they can only produce fifty pieces a day, it seems that it is not enough." β
After hearing the words of Ape Fei Ri Slash, Li showed a slightly subtle expression on his face.
"Hokage-sama, actually... In the Sato family's warehouse, there is also a stock of hemostatic patches, so if you really need it urgently, you can use the stock. β
Ape Fei Ri was overjoyed when he heard this, but after only three seconds of great joy, he seemed to remember something terrible, and the smile on his face became a little stiff.
"What you said, hemostatic patch stock, could it be..."
Looking at the eyes of Ape Fei Ri Slash who still had some hope in his despair, Li suddenly couldn't bear to say the fact that it was destined to hit him.
Then let's not talk about it, right?
So Li didn't speak, but nodded towards the ape Fei Sun with a heavy expression, expressing what he meant.
The ape's face was like ashes.
"I didn't expect it, I couldn't hide from it in the end..."
Ape Fei Ri shook his head vigorously, and said fiercely: "It's disgusting, it's disgusting, anyway, it's disgusting to others, it's more important than inconsequential self-esteem!"
Looking at the suddenly ruthless ape flying sun, I always had a feeling that when I was working in the shadows before, I always felt that it was very noble and great, and the Hokage-sama was like a god, but the distance between him and himself was not very far.
Of course, what the calendar is talking about is not the distance of strength, but the distance of the lower limit.
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Dusk, Taniguchi's home.
Sato II and Sato Mitsu had a relieved look on their faces.
"It's finally done, it's perfect!"
Musuke opened his eyes, looked at Sato II and Sato San, who were sweating in front of him, and smiled slightly, "Thank you for your hard work." β
"By the way, and the voice!" Sato II took out a thin slice from the toolbox and handed it to the mourners.
"It's used for voice changing, and when you hold it in your mouth, it automatically fits to the upper wall of your mouth. β
Musuke took the flake and put it directly into his mouth, "Ahemβthat's it?"
As soon as the words came out, he himself was taken aback, this voice was not his own at all, although there was still a little gap with Tsunade's, but at least it sounded like a female voice.
"Patriarch, look in the mirror and see our technique. Sato-san brought a floor-to-ceiling mirror from the side and said with a grin.
Musuke looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror and felt a shake.
"There's a feeling that Tsunade himself is looking at me in the mirror. Musuke looked in the mirror and couldn't help but make Tsunade's favorite thing to do on weekdays, the posture of holding his arms with his hands.
I felt like there was a weighty, soft and soft mass on my arms.
Bereavement fell into a trance again.
I know it's fake, but it's a touch I've never felt before...
Sato II and Sato San, who were on the side, looked at the mourning who was in a trance, smiled at each other, and touched their fists.
In the smile, there is a deep hidden merit and fame.