"I'll play again next time......"

Reiko waved her arms at the distant back, tears slowly sliding down her laughing delicate face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Will there be a next time?"

The old man An Gang, who was standing at the door of the small shop, sighed lightly and pushed the door of the store.

When I turned around, I saw the fat cat named Meowgoro wagging its tail and staring straight into his eyes with triangular eyes.

"Meow~ The two wishes have been fulfilled, let's set off as soon as possible......"

"Old man, you're still so anxious, after all, I've lived here for more than ten years......"

The old man sat on the futon and took a soft sip of the cooled tea.

"It's not a reason to be anxious, once her demonic power goes berserk, you know what the consequences are...... By the way, when are you going to tell her about that, paper can't contain fire......"

"I'll tell her when I'm dying, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear the news now......"

"It's really hard for you, outsiders still have to make up such lies......"

"Madara!"

"I know, without the suppression of that broken sword, it is the first time that I feel that the room is so spacious...... Hey, intermediate, get out of the way, this is my territory......"

The futon, where no one was seated, sank into the middle of the place, and then pushed away from the spot under a pair of large, invisible hands.

The fat cat, which looked like a lump of flesh, rolled over violently and disappeared into the room out of thin air, and a huge fox shadow appeared on the white wall, and the shadow fox rested its chin on its paws, curled up there and snoozed slightly.

"Humanity is so fragile......"

This slight murmur reached the old man's ears, and he couldn't help but clench the grape-sized pendant in his arms.

It is a delicate picture-framed pendant necklace, in which the young man is smiling in the sun, but he has lost all other colors, only black and white......

"Zongjin, my son, you can breathe a sigh of relief there......"

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Turning the corner of the street, Tong slowly exhaled, and a small pool of sweat appeared in his palm.

Today's experience made him a little in a trance, first a strange female ninja, a heroic old driver with good driving skills, and now with this weird ninja shop, Konoha is not only the birthplace of genius, but also a concentration camp for monsters......

Before leaving, while everyone was not paying attention, Kirito scanned the shop with electromagnetic induction.

He was horrified to find that there were not only the four of them and a cat in the room, but also many strange tenants.

On the futon, on the desk, and on the screen, there were still seven or eight points of light flickering there in addition to the four people and one cat.

Combined with the yokan that suddenly disappeared from the plate when he was a guest, and the scroll that floated into the old man's hand, Kirito was sure that there was something unseen in that hut.

And the point of light shown by the shrine maiden named Reiko and the fat cat named Meowgoro is simply dazzling, and the old man looks mediocre, but he is a swordsmith in the Land of Fire, and he is worthy of being a big BOOS hidden behind the scenes?

"Kirito-kun, what's wrong......"

The girl next to her called softly to bring Kirito back up from her thoughts, and the girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Kirito-kun is still thinking about the things in the store,"

Uchiha Mikoto stopped abruptly, and in front of her was an ordinary two-story bungalow, but unlike other houses, there was a huge red and white fan sign in a prominent position.

"We're ......"

The heart of Konoha Village, the Uchiha clan's settlement, is also the home of Uchiha Mikoto.

Since it was already dark after coming out of the ninja shop, Kirito considered that it was a little inappropriate to let a little girl from Uchiha Mikoto go home alone, and estimated that they had already returned to the Shadow Building at this time, and the Shadow Building was also in the heart of Konoha just along the way, so he proposed to send her home.

Uchiha Mikoto squirmed and agreed to the request.

Well,It's really just a drop-by.,There's absolutely no idea of abducting Lori......

The two said goodbye and agreed that after the next meeting, Uchiha Mikoto flew into the house as if flying.

Kirito smiled and shook his head, only to find that the three of Asakura were looking at him with a smile on their faces.

"There is adultery...... Recruit ...... from the truth"

Kirito read these things in their eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart......

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In order to get rid of their bombardment in Asakura, Kirito locked himself in the break room.

Also take this opportunity to study today's harvest, that long sword that is as good as frost and a bunch of game currency.

This long sword is really strange, and the god-level weapon was given to him for nothing, and for this reason, he had to hide it from Mikoto Uchiha, who was better than his own granddaughter.

He also forced the weapons used by the "Jianyu Thor" to himself, what is this for......

What is their purpose in using suggestive illusions to make him let his guard down and make him accept these things?

Kirito pondered for a long time and didn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

Whatever, use as much as you can to make the most of what you can use, that's his motto.

It wasn't until a few days later that Kirito heard the news that they had moved out of Konoha Village, and he realized that he was thinking too much, and Grandpa Yasuzuna was just some pure person.

After living in Konoha for so many years, there was no place to return when they left, and there was no trace of them, and the arrival of Mai Tri and Kirito gave them a way, and pouring a few drops of nectar on Konoha's future was something they could do......

"What, it's the same as carving on the table after graduation......"

A few days later, Kirito stood in front of the empty "karma" ninja shop and sneered, tears streaming down his face.

If one day I leave, will anyone remember that they existed here?

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"Yo yo, one more sword began to challenge me beyond his strength, and the double sword flow is not so easy......"

Asakura held a jet-black long stick in his hand and looked at the other side with a smile.

According to his more than ten meters away, Kirito was already ready to fight with his twin swords.

"Let's get started......"

As soon as the words fell, Kirito's figure disappeared in place.

"Young people are really anxious......"

Asakura chuckled, and the long stick arced across the ground, blocking the blade that broke through the air across his chest.

"Huh?!"

The surprise in Kirito's eyes flashed, but his movements did not freeze in the slightest, and the long sword in his left hand slashed towards Asakura's abdomen from bottom to top.

"It's dangerous."

Asakura put away his smile, with an indifferent look, and his body moved back a few meters strangely without moving.

The silver-white blade slashed into the air, and Kirito couldn't contain the momentum and staggered forward a few steps.

This change made Kirito frown slightly, it seems that this body is still too far from the memory, if it is the one in the memory, he will definitely not make such a childish mistake.

Is it that you are too weak? Or are you a little complacent after getting the Dark Chaser?

Kirito was closing his eyes in contemplation, while Asakura on the other side tacitly took a few steps back, not taking this opportunity to defeat Kirito, the purpose of this battle is not to win or lose, but to improve each other and recognize oneself.

After a while, Kirito exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes.

"It's over?"

The chin on the end of the long stick was slightly raised, and Asakura asked lazily.

"Well, let's start again now......"

The ornate longsword was retracted into its scabbard, and the pitch-black tip pointed far ahead.

"The other party is a ninja, so don't use the way to deal with a warrior, how could I forget this kind of truth that children understand......"

Kirito clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and his dark eyes were filled with a strong sense of war.