Children's friendship is so simple, sometimes a little active kindness, two people can play together.

Itachi on the side smiled like an old father.

He picked up a string of balls, put it to his lips and gently stroked it.

The cracked dried fruit has a unique aroma and crunchy texture, and the brown sugar juice is rich but not too sweet.

The teeth bite open the skin of the flexible balls, and the aroma of peanuts with a sweet fragrance pours into the mouth from the cracks of the balls.

It's sweet to my heart all of a sudden!

At that moment, Itachi seemed to return to when Sasuke was just born.

He carefully held his newborn brother like the most precious treasure in the world, and his father put his palms on the top of Itachi's head with love in their eyes.

'Illusion!? ’

He is a super genius who graduated from a ninja school at the age of 7.

Even though the scene in front of him is so nostalgic, Itachi maintains the most basic vigilance of a ninja.

However, he is now only an 11-year-old after all.

The sweetness that kept melting in his mouth slowly but surely peeled away his defenses like soft filaments.

"Even if it's an illusion, it doesn't seem to be bad."

As soon as this thought came to mind, Itachi found himself holding the newborn Sasuke in his hand, such a small one, with a tender little face, smiling at him, and at the same time stretching out his immature little hand, as if trying to touch his face.

Sure enough, my younger brother is the cutest~! ’

Itachi couldn't help but smile like a silly brother.

Soon, Itachi indulges in the illusion of food.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was holding a clean wooden chisel in his hand, and the plate in front of him was empty, except for a little dried fruit and brown sugar juice, and his younger brother Sasuke was looking at him in shock.

Itachi was wondering in his heart, and Sasuke muttered.

"Brother, you smiled, and you smiled so happily, I've never seen you smile so happily"

Itachi was silent, but soon smiled like sunshine again.

"yes, my brother just thought of something happy."

Itachi said, touching Sasuke's little brain.

"In the future, how about my brother often bring you to this restaurant?"

"Good! The food here is the best I've ever tasted, and it's even better than my mother's cooking! ”

Itachi smiled dotingly.

"Sasuke's mother will be sad when he says that."

"Then brother, don't tell your mother."

Sasuke's small face had a distressed look.

"Okay."

Itachi agreed, then reached out to cover his mouth and whispered as if he were talking in secret.

"Actually, my brother thinks so too."

Naruto on the side couldn't help but show a look of envy on his face when he saw the strong family affection between the brothers.

As an unwelcome orphan, he had neither parents nor siblings since he was a child, and he did not realize what kind of warm feeling family affection was like.

It's just that when I saw the two brothers, Sasuke and Itachi, I instinctively felt envious.

Maybe Naruto's gaze is too explicit, or maybe Sasuke is not yet the age of the second year of middle school, and he is still essentially an awkward little devil who loves to be awkward, kind at heart, and longs for recognition.

He patted Naruto on the shoulder, his tone a little stiff.

"Hey."

"What?"

Naruto looked puzzled.

"You come to this restaurant often."

"Of course, the ramen made by the boss is the best."

"Then let's not open the restaurant next time, let's do it together."

"Uh, yes."

Seeing that Naruto agreed so easily, the expression on Sasuke's face was a little twisted, and he added later.

"Don't get me wrong, I just look at the way you look like you're about to cry, it's pitiful."

The most taboo thing for boys is to be told by others that they love to cry, and Naruto became popular all of a sudden.

"Clams!? Who's a crybaby, you stinky little devil tell me clearly! ”

Sasuke also said with a stinky little face.

"That's you, crane tail!"

"Damn! You remembered it for me! Tomorrow after school, don't go! See you at the drill grounds! ”

"I'll be afraid of you? Crane tail, you'd better call a few more people, crane tail like yours, I'm going to hit ten! ”

"What did you say!?"

So the foreheads of the two little imps came together.

Tony and Itachi next to him suddenly showed a helpless wry smile on their faces.

Just as friendships with children come very quickly, they sometimes quarrel for reasons that seem inexplicable to adults, but of course such disputes do not last.

Most children don't seem to be born with an overnight feud.

Just when various warm dramas were being staged at the restaurant in another dimension, a 'great war' on the side of the distant Gensokyo had just come to an end.

Kazami licked her lips with a satisfied expression, her fingers gently clasping the last button on her chest.

"Thank you for your hospitality~"

She said in a very ambiguous tone to Yakumo Zidao, who was still lying on the ground.

At this time, Yakumo Zi seemed to be a little more 'miserable' than before, and it could almost be described as not being clothed, and the strange dress that was not like a Western robe and not like a robe was completely turned into strips of rags, only covering the vital parts of the body.

The fair skin exposed to the air was covered with red marks.

However, what is strange is that these red marks are not fatal at all, and they will not leave any traces even in the future, and the parts where the red marks are located are also reminiscent, mostly in the sensitive areas such as the towering chest and the upturned buttocks.

It's not so much the aftermath of the battle as the aftermath of the battle.

Yakumo Zi looked embarrassed and embarrassed, she clenched her teeth, and stared at Kazami Yuka with hatred, but her originally fair and delicate cheeks were smeared with a seductive flush that could not be faded.

She really can't move a finger at the moment, she can only say hatefully.

"The wind is fragrant! You remember it for me, and I have written it down this time. Don't let me have a chance in the future, otherwise I will definitely put you XXOO (10,000 words omitted because the content is too yellow)"

Kazami Yuka just patted the dust on her body lightly.

"You're old, can't you see through this? Nature's iron rule: only the strong are worthy of the right to mate. ”

Yakumo Zi couldn't help but stiffen, and the casual words of the wind saw Yuxiang touching her reverse scales.

"Do you have the guts to say it again!?"

In Gensokyo, both shemales know that Gensokyo has several taboos, such as 'Flower Tyrant's Sunflower', 'Red and White Witch's Cash Box', 'Black and White Mage's Mushroom', and 'Vampire Lord's Majesty'

This of course also includes the 'age of the yokai idlers'.

However, Kazami Yuka is one of the few bigwigs who can retreat after stepping on thunder.