Qimu family house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the house, every item carries the history of the Qimu family, with the vicissitudes of a big family with a long heritage. Kushina looked around curiously, looking very fresh.

She doesn't have many opportunities to go to other people's homes, and occasionally goes to Pratunam's house as a guest, and there are no other activities. The girls in the same class have their own small circles, and they basically don't invite her, let alone the boys.

So, apart from the three generations of Hokage and Mizumon, this is the first time Kushina has come to someone else's house.

"And...... It feels so relaxed......"

Kushina was enjoying the relaxed atmosphere, and there was no longer that kind of cold gaze that was hidden.

"Those shadows who are secretly monitoring me, it seems that they don't dare to come to Sister Ying's house. Sure enough, Sister Ying and her husband are very powerful people. Such a thought flashed through Kushina's heart, and while enjoying the rare ease, there was inevitably a desolation and slight anger in his heart.

"Although Granny Mito told me about it, told me about the life of the human pillar, and told me that I want to communicate with the Nine-Tails with love......

"But what makes me most uncomfortable is not the roar of the Nine-Tails in my body, but the attitude of those people towards me...... Someone is watching you at school, someone is watching you when you sleep, someone is watching you when you eat, Nine-Tails, Nine-Tails, why do you want me to feel that cold gaze? ”

Just when Jiu Sinai was full of thoughts, Ming Yuan walked out of the kitchen with three tea cups, and the fragrance wafted from the tea cups.

"Sister Ying was a little tired, so I asked her to rest. Please don't be embarrassed, let's use tea. ”

Ming Yuan handed the two cups of tea to Jiu Xinnai and Shuimen, and said softly: "Although it is not as delicious as Sister Ying's, it is still barely able to eat, please use it." ”

With that, he took a sip from the teacup, letting the crisp and bitter aroma of the tea slide down from his mouthpiece.

"How long has it been since you had tea?" An inexplicable feeling rose in Ming Yuan's heart, "Obviously, we have just finished the war in the Land of Rain, and the hardest and most stubborn battle has not yet come, and a sense of exhaustion has already risen in my heart." ”

Jiu Sinai and Mizumon had never drunk tea before, and they were also curious to follow Ming Yuan's movements and drink at this time.

The clear tea has a deep taste, a bit like bitterness, but not just bitterness. Drinking tea in such an old house is a very enjoyable thing, and the taste of tea leaves and the deep sense of history of the house can be perfectly combined.

The three of them each thought about their own thoughts, and while thinking, they gently sipped their tea.

Unconsciously, when Jiu Sinai subconsciously picked up the tea cup again, the tea had already bottomed out. She looked up to look at the time again and saw that she had been sitting here for almost an hour. For Kushina, who couldn't sit still in class, it was really a rare thing to be able to sit quietly in one place for an hour.

At this time, Shuimen also came back to his senses from his own heart, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, because I want to be in my heart, I regard this place as my home, it's rude!" ”

Jiu Sinai was also a little embarrassed, thinking about it, although it was invited by others, it was too rude for him to be in a daze when he was in someone else's house and didn't say a word.

Ming Yuan waved his hand casually: "It's okay, I'm not the master here." Even if Senior Shuomao and Sister Ying are here, I will definitely be very happy to see you so relaxed. ”

"Well, besides, I was thinking about things just now."

Shuimen's eyes flickered, and he asked tentatively, "Excuse me, the senior just returned from the battlefield of the Rain Country, right?" ”

Hearing this, Jiu Sinai also looked at Ming Yuan.

Ming Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, I just finished fighting there and came back after receiving an order from Hokage-sama." After a while, I might be back on the battlefield. ”

Jiu Sinai hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior, how old are you this year?" ”

"Ah, I don't mean anything else, just because you look about the same age as us, but you feel much more mature than us, and you're a ninja who can take charge of things on your own. That's why I'm curious, I don't mean anything else! ”

Ming Yuan gently put down the teacup and said, "I should be one year younger than you this year." Because I applied for early graduation, I was sent to the battlefield. “

Mizumon and Kushina were stunned for a moment, almost suspicious of their ears.

"Senpai? A year younger than us?! ”

"Liar, huh?! I feel more reliable than the teachers! ”

Ming Yuan shrugged: "Well, it's just time to catch up." Aren't your graduation exams going to be early? If it weren't for the war, where would we have graduated so quickly. ”

"Until now, I don't know anything about the ninja school that has nothing to do with combat. I don't think I have the ability to lead or make decisions, but I'm just a thug, and I'm not a qualified ninja. ”

"So it's nothing remarkable."

Despite what Ming Yuan said, Watergate and Jiu Sinai still fell into a deep sense of disparity and disobedience.

The strength is strong, and it feels like a reliable predecessor, but now he is younger than himself, which is really a very frustrating feeling. It's probably like you're still struggling for the college entrance examination in your third year of high school, and your neighbor's kid who is one year younger than you has been admitted to a 985 college.

Recovering from that subtle feeling, Watergate seemed to want to ask something, and his face was a little hesitant.

Ming Yuan said: "If you want to ask anything, just ask, as long as I can answer, I will answer." ”

Shuimen nodded, and then asked, "Senior, what is the battlefield like?" What kind of enemies are we? “

Ming Yuan paused, his eyes lowered.

After a while, he whispered, "O battlefield, it is the most filthy place, and it is also the most noble place. “

"Someone will lose their life because of an ambitious order, and someone will give their life because of something that needs to be protected behind them. Some people fight for political gain, and some fight for their beliefs...... Hawkers, in short, it's a very complicated place, I don't really like the battlefield, it's too complicated. “

"As for the enemy......"

"If you talk about the battle that just happened...... Very strong, Rain Shinobi, they are really strong, they are very, very respectable opponents. “

……

It was getting late, and Jiu Sinai turned around and waved goodbye to Ying and Mingyuan at the door of Qimu's house.

Along the way, a relaxed feeling filled her body, and she did not choke with Watergate for the first time, but talked and laughed about today's experience.

"Ah, sissy, let's separate here." Kushina waved his hand towards the water gate, "Go back to your own home!" “

Mizumon smiled and waved his hand at Kushina.

After parting, Jiu Sinai sighed softly, and the cold gaze in the shadows was once again fixed on her.

"Really...... I hate it......"

Kushina pushed open the door of his house, which was very close to the station of the Thousand Hands Clan, and it was a station assigned to the Uzumaki Clan. Although there is only one person in the Vortex Clan of Konoha, as a nine-tailed pillar force, the high-level of Konoha will not treat her badly, and all kinds of facilities can be called luxurious.

Aside from the cold aura of this mansion and the gaze of the hidden place, this mansion can be considered good. But for Kushina, all she longs for is a warm environment and friends who can talk.

"It's such a nasty place, and only sissies will come to me. What is he doing now? “

"Well, next time, call the sissy and the seniors and Sister Ying."

"I always hear the girls in my class talk about parties or something, and I want to do it again. I want to buy some meatballs and prepare some tea......"

In the longing, in a daze, Jiu Sinai sank into sleep.