Konoha’s Sealing Fire

Back in the classroom, Fuko discovered that Guy was actually his class.

However, Guy at this time is as good as other extra students, so Fuko’s ‘predecessor’ will not have any impression of Guy.

After the morning class, Rin, Kurenai Yuhi, and the tangled Obbito and the vigilant Sarutobi Asuma came over.

“Fuko student, this is the lunch I made, please try it!” Kurenai Yuhi kept his promise and handed his own lunch to Fuko.

Fuko took it on, it was very girly, very kawaii, he picked up a piece of sushi and it tasted good. He just had to boast a few words, and he saw Sarutobi Asuma next to him, his mouth sullen, and a pair of green hats with unrequited expression.

At this time, Rin also took out his own lunch, but his eyes went straight to the look-at Fuko.

The cooking he did yesterday has completely conquered Rin, and of course, Kurenai Yuhi.

Fuko thinks that he has suffered a loss.

At this time, he felt that someone was looking at him-looking-at him, but he turned to look at it, but it was Guy. This guy had a thick stack of cakes in his hand, and he looked forward to Fuko from time to time. I want to ask Fuko to eat a big cake, but I am afraid to disturb him.

Fuko smiled and waved Guy to come over.

“Fuko!” Guy ran over with a smile. “Thank you for the morning. I want you to eat a big cake. This is what my dad did!”

Fuko glanced at him. As a Samsung chef who graduated from New Oriental Beauty Salon, he saw that the cake was only baked with fire. At most, he put some salt, and the taste is absolutely suffocating.

“This is a lot of embarrassment.” Fuko is busy with his resignation. He is not a person who is a singer. Guy, even if you become a Night Guy in the future, I would like to take these big pies to insult my personality!

Unfortunately, Guy was not a person who gave up easily. When he saw Fuko, he immediately cried and cried and stuffed the big cake into Fuko’s mouth.

“Fuko, this pie is super delicious, I will never lie to you!”

“Aaah!” Fuko’s tears are coming out. This big cake, this big cake… is too bad!

Kurenai Yuhi and Rin saw the laughed heartily.

“Hey, Guy, what are you doing!” Uchiha Obito was very dissatisfied with pushing Guy.

Fuko took the opportunity to pull out the big cake in his mouth and almost suffocated.

“Obito, he is Guy, I just met this morning.”

“Hey, Guy and we have been a student for a year, saying that it is too rude to know!” Sarutobi Asuma said with a snort.

“It doesn’t matter!” Guy said busy.

“Either way, eat together.” Fuko took out his own lunch, and felt that the eating team seemed to be more and more, and the training of Shadow Clone Jutsu had to be put on the agenda, otherwise he would waste him a long time. !

……

After eating the lunch, Obito’s eyes turned around, and then ran on the belly with an exaggerated face before Rin spoke.

Rin startled, then did not have a good akimbo look-at his back, then looked towards Fuko, asked: “Fuko, Obito is not Medical-Ninjutsu at all?”

Although it is a question, the tone is quite positive.

Obito This guy, who spent the past year and night around Rin, has long been aware of the character. If Obito really means Medical-Ninjutsu, how could it be possible to escape?

But even so, Fuko felt that he should say a good word for good brother.

“Rin, you know Obito, it’s not helping grandma cross the street all day long. It’s on the way to the grandma cross the street. Don’t say Medical-Ninjutsu. Even Three-Style Jutsu doesn’t have time to train. How simple are you? I will believe his words.”

Obito, no thanks, this is what I should say as a brother!

Fuko silently praised himself.

Opposite, Rin’s face has turned red, panting with rage’s face, and don’t trust the Obito guy again.

Fuko is pleased with nodded.

At the end of the evening, Fuko told Obito that he might have to go back later and let him get it for dinner.

Obito asked him what to do, mysterious.

Fuko said that he was going to train Taijutsu.

Obito was not interested in continuing to ask.

When Fuko moved towards and Might Duy agreed to run, Hyuga Shinshu also shyly ran home.

“Father!”

In a wide-ranging Japanese style courtyard, Hyuga Shinshu lowered his head and grievances to report his father, Hyuga Ta, what happened this morning.

“Uchiha Clan’s little demon, did you really say this?” Hyuga Ta was in his early thirties, sitting in a white kimono, and his waist was straight and slowly muttered. “This kind of words can’t be from one. 6 years old child said it!”

“What does Father mean?” Hyuga Shinshu asked timidly.

“There must be someone instructing!” Hyuga Ta looked at Hyuga Shinshu and showed a bad expression. “Shinshu, you idiot !obviously already opened Byakugan, even hit Uchiha Fuko, stupid!”

“Father, I, please, Father teach me all Gentle Fist, I will prove myself, defeat Uchiha Fuko completely!” Hyuga Shinshu scared to the ground and did not dare to lift his head.

Hyuga Ta nodded, said: “Fortunately, you apologize, or this big hat is buckled down… Shinshu, you open the news of Byakugan, I have already reported to Main House, Main House is very valued to you, so no longer Let me down!”

“Yes, I will definitely train Gentle Fist to defeat Uchiha Fuko and never let Father down!” Hyuga Shinshu immediately excited.

“Good, I will pass you Gentle Fist this evening!”

……

啪pa pa!

Hidden Leaf Village In the southeast of a remote small forest, there was a rush of slaps. Might Duy stood in front of a wooden pile and turned his hands into an afterimage, slamming the wooden pile.

“En?” Might Duy’s ears are suddenly moving, looked towards the left side. “Is Fuko coming?”

“Yes, Uncle Duy.” Fuko ran out, gasping slightly, his eyes bright, “I am coming!”

“Very good, no late!” Might Duy smiled and gave a thumbs up, shows big white teeth. “The sunset is short, but you can’t waste a little bit of time! Now, do warm-up training!”

Fuko seems to see a raging sea behind Might Duy.

“Warm-up training.” Fuko turned the left three turns and the right three turns of the neck twisted and twisted.

Might Duy looks at the black line: “Fuko, this level can not be called warm-up training, come, run around this small forest for ten laps!”

“Ten laps?!” Fuko sucked in a breath of cold air, although the small forest is small, but if it is around the circle, at least one kilometer, ten laps is a ten thousand meters, do you call this warm-up exercise? !

“Of course, if you can’t finish ten laps, you will jump 10,000 times!” Might Duy as it should be by rights.

“…” Fuko corner of the eye twitching, secretly telling yourself not to be angry, to restrain yourself to be forbearing, Guy is not trained in this original work, what is good make a fuss about nothing?

“That, then I am running now!” Fuko said.

“Wait.” Might Duy’s ear moved again, roaring. “Guy, your boy is late again!”