My Wife Is Konoha Tsunade

Chapter 89

After Haruki bid farewell to Orochimaru, he did not leave the research building.

Instead, he walked towards the laboratory further down.

Originally, Orochimaru was on the last floor, but in order to accommodate the forty Hyuga branch house ninjas and Hyuga branch house, an almost airtight underground hall was specially opened.

The main purpose is to prevent Beiliuhu from escaping.

As for the ninja of the Hyuga branch house, with his eloquence of knowing reason and emotion, he has already believed that he and Hyuga Kaji, through the hands of Shimura Danzō, overthrew the system of Hyuga elders and Caged Bird. Effort.

The most important thing is that they have seen the changes in Hyuga’s house today.

Otherwise, in the face of a person who imprisoned them, no matter how you shunned them, it would be impossible to be trusted.

Unless it is Stockholm syndrome.

“Hyuga Bra.”

Haruki knocked on the door. Among the forty Hyuga branch houses, Hyugasa had the highest prestige and was also his appointed person in charge.

“Master Haruki?”

Hyugasa was about thirty years old and unsmiling, but when he saw Haruki, his expression still changed.

Because he remembered that Haruki said that meeting again is when they get out of trouble.

“sit.”

Haruki pointed to the wooden chair, thought for a while, and said, “You should know that Hieruho was originally from Shimura Danzō.”

Hyuga nodded.

“I have discussed with you Hyuga, it is time for you to return to the world and give Shimura Danzō a surprise.”

Haruki lowered his voice and said in his ear what he should do.

Hyuga Sha’s eyes widened. This was a complete break between the Hyuga family and Shimura Danzō.

“Don’t worry, Patriarch Hyuga has agreed. Since he has such courage, how can you cower?”

Haruki patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him.

Hyuga’s blood surged in an instant.

Yes.

Their Hyuga family has been silent for too long, and the patriarch dared to flash his sword to Shimura Danzō. How can he be worthy of the patriarch?

“Master Haruki, don’t worry!” Hyuga said with a pat on his chest, “Leave this to me, it must be done, otherwise I will meet you!”

“Your head is gone, what else did you say to see me?” Haruki joked.

“Hey-hey.”

Hyuga Sasha smiled embarrassedly, and then he remembered something again, and took out a small notebook, “I recorded all the malicious behaviors of Beiliu.”

Qing Shu turned a few pages at will, tusk, this guy is really not honest, adding some ingredients to the Ghost Bud Luo Technique.

“Good job.” He put away his notebooks, “Go ahead and do what I said.”

“Yes!” Hyuga replied excitedly.

As long as he finishes this thing, he can go home.

He has long been longing for the new Hyuga home, without the limitations of Caged Bird, he seems to have found a new goal in life.

I have a few babies with my wife, and maybe I can still be the head of the patriarch in the future.

After the matter was over, Haruki left the institute.

“Tsunade, I’m back.”

Haruki changed his shoes, closed the door, and walked towards the study.

Tsunade was writing something at his desk.

The sun fell on her, and her golden hair flickered like a special effect.

Haruki walked behind her and looked at it.

It turned out to be a wedding invitation.

I have to say that Tsunade’s writing is good.

And his own, well, just like the ghost painting symbol, the high EQ argument is the modern cursive master.

“Actually, you can let Damuzhi and the others help.”

Haruki pinched Tsunade’s shoulder and said.

“How can I let others help with my own wedding?”

Tsunade glared at him and said, “Don’t massage, and write me the invitation letter.”

“Row.”

Haruki leaned over and gave her a quick kiss, satisfied to pick up the exquisite invitation letter, and began to write carefully.

Although not very good-looking, but relatively neat.

Tsunade reacted, lowered his head, and couldn’t help laughing.

Haruki wrote for a while, and found something was wrong.

Because it is too much.

His and Tsunade’s identities and connections determined that their wedding could not be unknown, but would become Konoha’s event.

All ninjas with names and surnames will come.

Even though they are all important guests, they are a bit too much.

Haruki barely finished writing until night.

He rubbed his sore fingers. At this moment, he remembered the feeling of writing more than a dozen test papers at once when he was a senior in high school in his previous life.

“Look at who else is missing?”

Tsunade stretched out, picked up the invitation letter and faced the list.

“Just one short.” Haruki smiled suddenly, “Jiraiya.”

“Huh?” Tsunade looked at him dumbly.

“Hey what?”

Haruki stretched out his hand and pulled at her face, feeling the soft touch, and said, “Is it true that he hasn’t come back for too long? You almost forgot about this person?”

“You’re still laughing!” Tsunade slapped his hand, “You write quickly!”

“I’ll inform him.” Haruki shrugged and smiled. “I hope he won’t be too happy.”

Well, I was so happy that I wanted to kill him.

Because Jiraiya believed in Toad Sage’s prophecy, he was willing to spend his entire life and even his own life to pursue and cultivate the so-called prophetic son.

He abandoned a lot of things for this, including his feelings for Tsunade.

Since knowing the prophecy, he hardly mentioned any topics he liked.

You know that he is a fierce man who can meet Tsunade for the first time and can say ‘love letter will be given later’.

Haruki silently wrote the invitation letter.

Jiraiya, bet on the dignity of a man, I promise you will live a long life in this life.

“Finish.”

Haruki blew the invitation letter, “Ah, it’s finally done, do you want to have a supper?”

“I didn’t eat dinner, why did I skip to supper?” Tsunade stood up and vomited.

“It’s too late, it’s time for supper.”

Haruki put down the invitation letter, thought about it, and suggested, “Eat milk and bread. I heard that drinking milk before going to bed is helpful for beauty.”

He opened the refrigerator and took out the milk and bread to warm up in the kitchen.

“Right, let me tell you one thing.”

Haruki watched her take a sip of milk from the glass, with white milk circles remaining on the corners of her mouth, and he helped her wipe it.

“It was Shinji Hira who told me in the afternoon. He discovered that Shimura Danzō was using the cells of your grandfather Senju Hashirama to conduct Wood Style human experiments.”

Tsunade was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was hard to look at.

“Isn’t this experiment stopped by the teacher?”

“How can Master Hokage stop the allure of Wood Style?”

Haruki rubbed her hair and whispered, “Once you get Wood Style, Shimura Danzō will get a trump card that is enough to come back. He can’t give up, and for him, sacrificing some people is nothing.”

“This bastard!” Tsunade Gingya bit her lip.

“If it’s a capital crime or a hostile ninja, it’s fine, but he is forcing himself to participate in the experiment, it really shouldn’t be.”

Haruki squinted his eyes slightly. In order to avoid being suspected, Orochimaru in this life never used the people of the village to experiment again.

But Shimura Danzō doesn’t pay attention to these.

After all, he and Root’s hands are full of blood.

“I plan to report him to Master Hokage.”

“you……”

Tsunade immediately expressed concern. She knew Shimura Danzō’s methods and status better.

“do not worry.”

Haruki told her about her plan.

Although the methods are not very bright, Tsunade is also acceptable as a ninja, let alone dealing with Shimura Danzō.

Haruki hugged Tsunade’s soft body, and the reason he gradually told her was because husband and wife should be honest with each other.