The strongest assistant of the fourth generation

After that, Zhenyong carried out several more root missions...compared to being away from home for several years during the war, now the situation of coming back once every ten days and a half is much better...but as a parent, Who doesn’t want their children to stay with them?

Especially for a high-risk profession like ninja... Every mission is actually a gamble on one's fate.

It's safe and comfortable, there are no dangerous tasks, and no one needs a ninja to complete them.

Nanmu and Mizuho were both jounin originally, and even with the iron rule of ninjas, they would not object to Zhenyong's current actions. However, the two couples who had seldom enjoyed the happiness of family since childhood still felt a little regretful...

But the arrival of Yueyin has filled this shortcoming to a great extent...

According to the rules of the Senju clan, they are not allowed to take in exiled ninjas from other countries. Although with his own authority, Zhenyong can completely suppress these things, but in order not to make it difficult for everyone, he still persuaded the Yangyi family to change In his own form, he will appear as the guard of the Senju clan from now on...

Night feather moon silver.

This is Xiao Shota’s new name. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Although Ye Yu is the surname of one of the many guard families in the heyday of the Senju clan, putting it in front of Xiao Yueyin’s name...

Ahem, I always think it sounds like a girl's name...

No, no, no...this must be an illusion.

Zhenyong rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Now, as the captain of the Root Division, he rarely has time to rest at home. After learning that his friend had obtained the true biography of Sakumo-sensei, he was originally excited but was ordered by his mother to buy ingredients for home cooking. So, Minato was also eager to study the information recorded on the scroll. Content, Zhenyong can only go out with his arms swaying.

Let me see, there are two bottles of soy sauce...

After retiring, Mizuho is now definitely a standard housewife. Especially after Zhenyong returned safely, she is quite proficient in cooking and gardening... Well, at least the little Sun who has been living in her home has obviously been unable to leave recently. The trend of Dongdaoer - I can’t help it, the food is so good~

If that's the case, the reason why Kushina, who often comes here for lunch, trains hard is because she wants to stay in shape?

Zhen Yong thought maliciously, and rarely showed a naughty smile... Because of the eagle incident, Zhen Yong has been unusually nervous recently. He is urging himself to move forward almost every moment - not only One's own strength, and more importantly, the right to gain sufficient balance in the situation...

At least we can't let Danzo directly push Uchi into the abyss in this secret battle!

Well... It's a rare day off today, so I'd better put this kind of thing aside for now... If you keep your worries on your face all day long, your parents will be worried about it, right?

Yoshi!

Jinyong patted his cheek to regain his composure.

Then first... soy sauce~ soy sauce~

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I'm back.

Pushing open the door of the Japanese-style room, the scene outside was already covered in snow. Even Zhenyong, as a jounin, was very cold... It's not that this little snow can make him catch a cold, but it's just that he was carrying so much Things, the feeling of walking on the street is really not that comfortable...

I left all the things I bought in the kitchen early, but the house was quiet, with no movement at all...

Did Dad go to chat with Aunt Sato next door?

That's not right... Um, could it be that my mother went along to catch an adulterer! ?

Well…

He spread his hands and shrugged. In short, this is the old man's business and has nothing to do with him. Even if Mizuho's mother gets angry at noon, the only one who has no food to eat will definitely be his father...My mother is always like this, for the young Minato and I always want to eat everything on the plate...

Really, in this kind of weather, you should have a cup of hot tea. How could you finish all those cold dishes...

Zhenyong sat by the roadside, holding up the steaming tea cup in front of him with one hand. He habitually looked towards the direction of his yard, where the ginkgo tree that accompanied him and Minato grew up. There's something special about winter snow, but this time...

…

Looking from the house, the world outside the house is filled with snow-white... The cleanest and purest color spreads over all the branches... In the blink of an eye, the glory of autumn has been replaced by flawless Plain clothes look cool and mysterious...

but,

Against the entire white background, the purple-red color appears even more conspicuous...

It is a kind of stunning that breaks through the limits of vision, a kind of beauty that can only be seen from a distance...

Wearing a kimono, with her thin figure, the girl who is no more than Zhenyong's waist seems to be chasing something, running towards this side in small steps - like a butterfly flying in the winter snow, and the slightly faint Her red cheeks and lavender eyes seemed to remind people...she was originally a winter princess.

Lost for a moment...

Um, are you the daughter of Aunt Sato next door?

Zhenyong spoke, and the girl who was still running in the snow finally discovered his presence. She clasped her hands on her chest in a panic, and her panting appearance became more delicate and cute.

Um... I remember seeing that little clay doll years ago... Was it called Sato Yoyoko or something? Really... isn't it said that girls should be ugly ducklings when they are young...

I...I...I...

She spoke three times in a row, but the girl still couldn't finish the sentence.

Well, don't worry, it's okay for you to come here to play, I won't mind. Zhenyong scratched his head. Obviously, how could he blame such a Japanese doll-like child... Tsk, tsk, humans are indeed all What about visual animals.

No...no...Master Zhenyong.

Why! ? How did she know my name?

Zhenyong's doubts did not last long, because the next second he was petrified on the spot...

I am Yueyin...

…

…! ! @@! @#! @?

Damn it! !

Zhenyong's trembling hand covered his left chest...

Mom...come out here...

Yo ho ho ho~ Ruisui, who had been hiding behind the courtyard door until now, finally poked his head out

How's it going~ Zhenyong, your father and I have always wanted to have a girl~ She smiled and hugged Yue Yin who looked embarrassed, and rubbed her in her arms hard. It's a pity, you and Minato They are all standard boys. These kimonos my mother bought back then have never been taken out~

“…”

Your sister! ? Mom, are you right? ? Yueyin is obviously a boy too, right? ! !

At this moment, Minato, who had been studying the scrolls upstairs, happened to come down the steps.

...Like Zhenyong, after being stunned for a second, Little Sun smiled and tilted his head

Little sister, are you the daughter of Aunt Sato next door?

…

Hahaha... Aunt Sato, you can smile now...