Hokage’s Strongest Insect Master

Zhizhen didn’t want to listen to the word temperance before he said it.

It’s the same thing that he meows, temperance and temperance. What does temperance do all day long? I haven't waved at all, okay?

So Zhizhen retreated decisively, not listening to the boss's "talk of life".

Seeing this, the boss of Fukuyama called out again and again: "Eh eh eh, don't go! I'm good for you!"

Zhizhen wouldn't care about him, and quickly entered the small building without looking back.

"Don't listen to the old man's words, don't listen to the old man's words!" The boss of Fukuyama sighed again and again, as if the horizontal iron was not made of steel.

On the second floor, Shijin went directly to Tenten's house, and the door opened for him was Zaemon. As soon as Shijin entered, he smelled of oily smoke, and Yakumo and others had already begun to cook dinner.

"Is it over?" Zaemon asked.

"Well, it's okay." Zhizhen replied.

Yakumo’s ears pointed, and she heard Zhizhen’s voice, and she immediately came out of the kitchen, looked at Zhizhen, and smiled: "Ah, senior, welcome."

Seeing Yakumo wearing a waistband with a spatula in his hand, looking at home, Zhizhen laughed: "Well, thank you for your hard work."

While talking and walking towards the kitchen, Yakumo also smiled and said, "It's not hard, cooking for seniors, it should be."

Shizhen didn't answer, he stretched his head and looked in. The kitchen is not small. In addition to Yakumo, Uemon, and Tenten, there is also Phosphorus. The chopping board is full of ingredients, including fish and meat, which is quite rich.

"Really do it together." Zhizhen smiled.

When everyone saw him coming, they immediately turned back to respond.

"Ah, senior." Tenten pressed the struggling fish in his hand, and it was quite laborious to cook. Seeing the fish were about to run, Tenten pressed and held it fiercely: "Be honest."

"Senior, wait, I will kill the fish first and tell you."

"You are busy." Zhizhen could only answer like that.

Uemon laboriously sliced ​​the frozen meat, glanced at Shijin, and blushed: "What are you coming to see?"

"Just take a look." Zhizhen said.

"Go and sit by yourself." Uemon issued an order to evict the guest, obviously embarrassed.

On the contrary, it was simmering soup, stirring it from time to time and tasting it. He looked at Zhizhen and said, "Ah, brother, I'll help Miss Yakumo."

"Well, please." Zhizhen answered with a smile, with a relieved look on his face.

Watching the four girls cook together like this, there is a feeling of family.

That's fine.

Just when Zhizhen felt relieved, he heard a bang.

"Why is this meat so difficult to cut?" Uemon chopped the kitchen knife heavily on the cutting board, and began to make a mark: "In that case, then, Water Style: Water style..."

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhizhen's eyes were splitting, and he quickly stopped: "Wait, just cut the meat, don't use big tricks!? You want to cut the house, right!"

"Damn it!" Uemon was right when he heard this, and suppressed his anger, and said, "How the hell should this meat be sliced! It's so hard!"

"Defrost first, eldest sister!" Zhizhen complained.

"Thaw?" Obviously, Uemon didn't know what thaw was.

"..." Zhizhen didn't know what to say, and Yakumo was also speechless.

On the other side, Tenten is also, she said: "Forget it, these kitchen utensils are not easy to use, just use mine."

With a bang, Tenten summoned a small sickle and operated it at the fish on the chopping board.

"Well, my own weapon is really easy to use." Tenten smiled satisfied.

"..." Zhizhen didn't want to look at it, and Yakumo also narrowed his smile.

"I'm embarrassed." Zhizhen said to Yakumo.

"Ahahaha." Yakumo laughed twice and said, "Anyway, seniors go and rest. I'll make food in a while!"

Zhizhen nodded and walked straight away, and Uemon's suddenly realized voice came from behind: "Unfreeze, that's the case, then I will use Fire Style..."

"Senior Uemon, it's just cooking." Yakumo murmured: "Okay, let's go out and let me do it myself."

"That's how it works." Tenten said dissatisfied: "Don't think of being popular alone!"

Yakumo looked at Tenten, who had already chopped up the fish, and said, "Forget it, then let me give you instructions. As for Xenophos, you are doing a good job. Keep cooking the soup."

With that, Yakumo started to guide Uemon and Tenten hand in hand.

Obviously, Yakumo is the main force in cooking this time, and Asano can do it. As for Uemon and Tenten, they just came to help.

But Shizhen didn't say anything, just shook his head and smiled, and sat on the sofa, Zaemon looked up at the ceiling.

The two men started to stay in a daze like this, waiting quietly for dinner.

The scent of food gradually floated out of the kitchen, and Zhizhen smiled on his face after sniffing the scent.

He yawned, closed his eyes somewhat contentedly, leaned his head on the sofa, and shook his head.

He got up too early this morning, and in the afternoon he had a fight with Tenshiro. It took a lot of effort, and he was indeed a little tired at the moment.

Zaemon didn't bother seeing this, so he stayed with Zhizhen and let him rest.

He just turned his head and looked at Zhizhen's side face. This young man, who was one year younger than him, was indeed carrying a heavy burden.

I don't know how long it took, and a soft voice called: "Senior, senior?"

Zhizhen opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Tenten's lovely face had already approached him, as if acting like a baby, said dissatisfiedly: "Really, I worked so hard to cook for the senior, you actually fell asleep."

"Ah." Zhizhen took a deep breath, and said, "I slept for a while, thanks for your hard work, Tenten."

When Zhizhen said this, Tenten didn't say anything. She said, "Senior will know it. Okay, we're done. Seniors, let's get up and eat."

When Zhizhen heard the words, he looked up. The table was already full of dishes. Uemon, Toho and others were also looking at him not far away. Yakun came out of the kitchen with the last dish and placed it on the table. .

He turned his head and looked out the window, the red clouds on the horizon receded, and the night had fallen.

He patted his face and smiled: "Okay, let's eat!"

Tenten grinned and pulled Zhijin up and dragged him to the dining table. Zhizhen carefully looked at the food on the table and said, "It's so rich."

"Of course, the four of us did it together, senior!" Tenten smiled.

Hearing this, Uemon was a little embarrassed, and Yakumo murmured: "The three of you should help me do the correct statement, right?"

Tenten was choked, gave Yakumo a dissatisfied look, then looked at Zhizhen and said, "Senior, don't care about these details. Come and sit down."

Shizhen naturally didn't care. He smiled and nodded, and looked around, but he couldn't see Zaemon, so he asked, "Huh? Where's Zaemon?"

As they were asking, the four of them didn't answer, and Zaemon walked out of the bathroom. It turned out to be to wash his hands.

Seeing this, Zhizhen didn't ask any more, just found a place and sat down.

Upon seeing this, Yakumo smiled and wanted to sit down next to Zhizhen, but Tenten's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Yakumo and said, "You are here!"

"..." Yakumo couldn't react, and was dragged away by Tenten.

The desk at Tenten's house is rectangular, Uemon and Asano consciously sat opposite Shijin, Tenten also took Yakumo to the opposite side, and sat down next to Asano.

Yakumo was a little bit dissatisfied. I was the main force of this meal, so I actually let me sit next to Zhizhen?

However, Tenten wouldn't give her a chance, she stared at Yakumo, her face was just like a messenger of justice, but the word fair was almost written on her face.

She had planned everything, everyone must be fair!

What else can Yakumo say?

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