Thirty minutes later, some people gathered at the gate of Konoha Village.

On the winter night that came at the latest, he quietly walked into the maverick Orochimaru and the three of them, perhaps the arrival of one person attracted too much attention, but as always, he ignored it, and looked at those who harbored some kind of malice.

"Let's go!" Winter Night noticed a strange gaze, and when he subconsciously looked up, he happened to be looking at the big snake pill who was speaking.

Is it a caravan? Based on his own observations, Winter Night roughly guessed the identity of the party traveling with them.

"Protect the caravan, the content of this mission!"

The other two members of the team, who had been together for a short time, dispersed after conveying such a crude message. Orochimaru had already disappeared into the caravan, hidden in the shadows, so only the three of them shinobi existed on the surface.

It is not only for the assessment of the three, but also as a hidden hole card method or something.

There is no perceptual ninjutsu in the three-person team, and the only way to probe is Hinata Yuki's white eyes, and without considering Orochimaru, a more reasonable distribution is made.

Mitarai and Winter Night are on the left and right sides, and Hinata Snow is at the front, and there is no one behind.

The road was calm at first, the first day passed in a hurry, and the night had no intention of continuing the journey.

The caravan that had stopped was preparing for dinner, and did not intend to participate in the caravan's eating, and the three of them gathered together on a winter night chose a position that was not far away from the caravan and set up a fire alone.

"Dinner!" Mitarai didn't care about throwing the carcass of the wild fowl in his hand.,The naked body that was simply playing with fur was placed in front of Hinata Yuki's eyes.,The blood has dried up.,If that's the case.,It shouldn't make her angry.,Mitarai thought.,Mitarai who learned his lesson.。

"Fruit after a meal." Placing the collected wild fruit on the ground, Winter Night didn't care about the scene where the two were staring at each other. His gaze turned to the caravan, somewhere that seemed strange to him, where a beautiful carriage was parked.

"Concerned?!" Mitarai who had nothing to do, didn't plan to talk to Hinata Yuki, so he was bored and found a winter night.

"I heard that she is the daughter of a rich caravan man." Instead of Mitarai, who wanted to say the answer, it was Hinata Snow who spoke first.

"Hey, don't rob me of what I'm going to say!" Hinatayuki didn't care about Mitarai's words, but stared at the face of the winter night.

"What? Is there a problem? I couldn't read any thoughts from the face of the winter night, but Hinata Yuki asked the meaning of this sentence, and it was clearly expressed.

"Nope!" Shaking his head in denial, the winter night withdrew his gaze.

"What! I think Rukawa Winter Night seniors must be very concerned, right?! Mitarai answered suddenly, with a playful smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were half-grinning so that people could tell at a glance that he was thinking something indecent.

"What do you care about?" Fuyuya himself didn't have the idea of answering the conversation with Mitarai, so the support of Hinata Yuki, who was often there, pushed forward the conversation.

"I usually care, for men!" The ten-year-old little ghost said what a man, although he wanted to complain, but the winter night still held back,

"Men care?" When I guessed the idea of Mitarai on a winter night, the female Hinata Snow was not unexpectedly slow to think.

"After all, that's the daughter of a rich merchant, wouldn't it be a good thing to have a relationship with her?"

"You mean to marry her?" After all, Hinata's IQ is not low, so she won't be unable to react.

"However, in addition to her identity, she will also care about other things, such as appearance, figure or something." Mitarai's gaze turned in the direction of the carriage, just like the previous winter night.

"You're such a precocious little boy!" Hinata Snow held her forehead and commented on Mitarai.

"Who's the little boy you said!" The angry Mitarai, the poisonous tongue and black Hyuga Snow, and the taciturn winter night determine the outcome from the beginning of the conversation, and only the process may be slightly different.

The Chamber of Commerce carries some special kitchenware and spices, so that the well-prepared food will soon have a charming smell.

"It's almost done, wait patiently." Chef Hinata Yuki looked at the grilled meat decorated with golden brown and persuaded Mitarai, who couldn't help but want to reach out.

The barbecue is not only filled with the original aroma of meat, but also the spices that are immersed in the flesh are carried by Mitarai, who enjoys life.

Although I am very envious, but with the financial resources of Winter Night, I will not be able to make up my mind and spend a lot of money to buy the storage scroll that the other party has.

"Don't you get out of the carriage at dinner?" After scanning the winter night, he came to a conclusion, and the sound of his self-muttering was not noticed by the others.

The independent ninja squad still seemed to be under the watchful eye of the caravan members, occasionally sweeping their gaze before continuing to chat with their friends at the dinner.

I guess I also know that the other party may be feeling some unnecessary worries because of the age of the three of them.

At one point in the caravan, a thin figure approached the three of them by the faint light of the fire.

"Ninja-sama, let's have a bowl of soup!" The thin body that approached couldn't see the masculinity, although it was worn in rough clothes, but the delicate and handsome face was not inferior to the female Hinata Yuki, and the other party who was not too old had a somewhat restrained voice.

Between the wooden planks he holds in both hands are neatly placed three bowls of miso soup, which are particularly tempting as an appetizer before or after a meal.

"Thanks, but no."

Hinata Xue showed an extremely friendly smile, the excessive friendliness on her face, is it because of the other party's appearance? Or is it ·····

"No need!" stared blankly at the flames of the winter night, and the moment he looked up, he quietly looked at the eyes that reflected the firelight, and said the words of refusal in front of that face.

"Don't be afraid." It seems that because of the cold performance of the winter night, the body has shrunk even more, so that the Mito wash will inevitably have some protective thoughts.

"That's what that guy is, it's like ice all day, thank you for the soup." Mitarai, who was the only one who accepted, received a delicious and fragrant miso soup from the other party.

"Sit down." Hinata Yuki looked at the other party who was nervous with the rest of the miso soup, stood up, and pulled his clothes to sit down.

There was only one more person in the three-person team, but there were more topics inexplicably, and the chat of the three diluted each other's strangeness.

"It's ready to be enjoyed." Hinata Yuki took the barbecue away from the Mitarai and deliberately handed it to the winter night first, followed by "smoked." "It's a feminine name, but it's also used by men.

"Don't bother." Smoke doesn't seem to know how to refuse, and his face shows hesitation, but his hand can only accept the food handed out by Hinata Yuki.

"Don't be so polite, let's eat and see, according to the practice at home, I added some spices, how does it taste." Hinata Xue was not in a hurry to eat it, and finally handed him the portion of Mitarai in disgust.

"It's kind of weird, ······ It's delicious, though! The spices go well together, and there seems to be an incredibly fruity aroma inside, with a slightly sour taste that stimulates the taste buds and appetite, at least I don't seem to have tasted it before. ”

I took a small bite of the smoke, and after tasting it, I couldn't stop it.

"Sure enough, it's the spice I brought out from home, and it's perfect."

"Mitarai-sama, at this time, I should appreciate the craftsmanship of Yuki-sama! And the fruit acid should not be the original spice, more like ·····"

Smoke's eyes carefully examined some of the crushed peels at Hinata's feet, which were supposed to be the true face of that unique fruit acid.

"Yes, the real answer is these fruits." Hinata Xue took out the fruits collected in the previous winter night, and after the three of them padded their stomachs before, there was only a small pile left, and the green peel seemed to be easily picked by fingernails.

"I had seen the juice of this fruit used as a seasoning from my mother, but I didn't expect it to be available here."

"Cut, is it Rukawa-senpai as a result?" While eating food non-stop, he showed his unwillingness.

"By the way, Senior Rukawa, you haven't given me any advice since just now, you're such a stingy guy!" Hinata Yuki's sudden speech led the topic to the winter night, and smoke seemed to care about the winter night that had been silent, so his eyes also turned around.

"It's delicious!" Facing the gaze of the three people, Dongye praised very sincerely, but he couldn't hear any emotional changes at all.

"Well, you just don't want to be a ninja, it's okay to live directly on cooking."

It seems to sense that Hinata Snow is not satisfied with her answer, and Winter Night can only express her admiration in a joking way.

"Thanks for the compliment!" Pouting, Hinata Yuki thanked him angrily.