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[The host wants to obtain "Uzumaki Shikamaru", which triggers this option. You can complete any of the following. 】
[Choice 1: Secretly control the Nara clan. ]
[Choice 2: Become the Fourth Hokage. ]
[Note: Uzumaki Shikamaru is a descendant customized to restore the plot line. His appearance is the same as the original, and he is actually your bloodline.]
Take control of the Nara clan and become the Fourth Hokage.
Both options are difficult, but both are still within controllable range.
Naruto is also confident in becoming the Fourth Hokage.
If he just wants to become the fourth generation and keep the original plot line, he has to replace the original fourth generation and kill Minato.
Then someone will hate him.
Who knows, maybe he won't cooperate anymore in the future.
Not worth the candle.
While thinking, Naruto had walked to the location of the tent.
The people of the big families in Konoha all have a strong sense of hierarchy, and the Uchiha clan is no exception. They dare not approach where the main Hakka clan is, and they just guard from afar.
Not even a sound was uttered.
A breeze blew across my face, bringing a hint of coolness that made me close my eyes.
When I walked into the tent, the light inside was dim and very quiet. Only the uneven breathing sound came from the place where the quilt was wrapped up.
Huh~?
Yoshino
Could it be
Looking at the rising and falling quilt, Naruto's face darkened and he pulled it open suddenly, only to see Yoshino pointing at him with a smug smile.
"Hahaha, I scared you!"
Perhaps it was because she had been stuck in bed for some time, a few drops of sweat were slowly flowing from under Yoshino's tied-up black hair.
The white on her body was also soaked, and the shirt stuck to her skin, revealing a bit of whiteness, which had a strange temptation.
Seeing Naruto's face darken, Yoshino realized that she had angered him, and took Naruto's hand: "I was wrong, I promise I will never use this method to deceive you again."
Acting coquettishly and cutely, coaxing and deceiving.
She wasn't like this when I first met her. I don't know who she learned it from.
Naruto stared at her, "I don't believe you unless you let me check your conscience."
Hearing this, Yoshino raised his eyebrows, smiled mischievously, and whispered in his ear: "You are such a little troublemaker."
"No, you are the troublemaker."
"I'm funny."
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"Yoshino!"
"Yoshino!"
The river is crystal clear, the water is rippling, and a gentle breeze blows on your face, bringing with it a moist scent.
The curtain of the tent was drawn open, and Uchiha Mikoto leaned over to look, only to find that there was no one in the tent.
"Hmm? Where did she go?"
Mikoto took hold of the plain white dress and stroked it down from her thighs. She bent her right leg back and took off her shoes with a slight hook.
"It's strange. You obviously made an appointment with me, but where did he go?"
She stepped into the tent with her pink feet, lifted her skirt and slowly walked to the bed, sitting down and waiting.
There was a faint fragrance in the tent. I looked around and found that incense was lit in the corner. I smelled it carefully and found that besides the smell of incense, there was another smell that was not unfamiliar.
Similar to chestnut flowers.
It seems like Yoshino is sleeping with Menma-kun?
It seemed like she had arranged it herself. Uchiha Mikoto couldn't help but recall the times when she was with Menma and Yoshino and these two people had never done anything behind her back.
I blushed a little, but it didn't feel weird anymore.
What a joke these two people are! They didn’t even bother to open the curtain to let the smell get out.
After sitting there for a while and seeing no one coming, Misaka wanted to leave, but as soon as she stood up, she felt sleepy.
After thinking about it, I realized there was nothing else to do. My son was taking a nap now, and it would not be nice to go back and disturb him. I might as well borrow Yoshino's bed to rest for a while, and then ask her what she wanted to see me for when she came.
After lying down, Mikoto fell asleep quickly, but her breathing became heavier and her face became redder.
As the sun sets, everything here falls silent.
The grass and trees are lush and green by the river, and the green leaves are swaying quietly, as if smiling at the spring breeze.
Uchiha Izumi blinked blankly, his mouth slightly open, looking at the scenery in front of him in surprise.
"I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."
Uzumaki Chiana is really too rich.
There are at least two E's of property.
When I raised my hand to push my hair back, I always felt that the thin straps were in danger of breaking at any time.
Quan looked down at herself. In her life, she believed that she was no less than others.
But this time, she admitted, she lost.
Perhaps, only the Fifth Hokage and Samui of the Hidden Cloud Village could compete with Chihina in terms of wealth.
Wearing hot pants and a small vest, Uzumaki Chiname, with a hot body, sat under the shade of a tree, eating Bulala with her mouth open, her face full of satisfaction.
"You're back, what did Naruto want you to do?"
"It's not a big deal, he just said he wanted to help Uchiha Mikoto, so let me take care of it."
"About Mikoto!" Zhiming shrank back to make room for Quan, stretched his legs straight and close together, and asked with a puzzled look: "Can you tell me about it?"
Why does she seem to be very familiar with Uchiha Mikoto?
strangeness.
"It's not a big deal, just putting some incense." Quan sat down and casually told Zhiming what he had done.
To her, Zhiming and Youmu Ren are already her own people, so there is no need to hide them.
Zhiming's face darkened slightly, and the Bulala in his hand no longer tasted sweet. Thinking of Naruto's past suffering, he finally let out a breath and asked:
"You used it before, but he didn't do anything to Mikoto. Why would he ask you to do this this time?"
Last time, Izumi had made all the preparations to have Mikoto insulted by Naruto, but Naruto didn't agree.
Now that her husband is here, Naruto is trying to do the same thing again.
Zhiming felt that he really couldn't understand Naruto. Could it be that he was even more exaggerated than he imagined, and a psychologically dark pervert?
Izumi explained slowly, "He said it was for Uchiha Sasuke."
Sasuke?
Looks like he's Mikoto's youngest son.
"Sasuke has a grudge against him?"
"No, they are good friends."
"The mother of a good friend's friend." Zhiming was shocked: "Then he is not afraid that Sasuke will hate him?"
Izumi shook his head: "I asked too, Naruto said that it was because Fugaku was useless now, so he was afraid that Sasuke would disappear, so he did this."
Zhiming almost vomited blood.
I never thought in my life that I would be able to have a relationship with Mikoto's son.
Outrageous fucking opened the door, outrageously home.
"Then where is Naruto now?" Zhiming rubbed his temples to calm himself down.
"Well, how can I put it?"
Izumi replied with an embarrassed look: "Naruto has another good friend named Nara Shikamaru. Yoshino is Shikamaru's mother, but the relationship between Yoshino and Shikamaru's father is not good now, so he is worried."
He was worried that Shikamaru wouldn't be able to be born, so he was kind enough to help him, right?
What a little bastard.
No, I can't scold him like that. I am his chakra. Scolding him is the same as scolding myself.
The reputation of Zhi is terrible, and the assets of the two E are constantly fluctuating.
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There were fluffy clouds floating in the sky, and sometimes the sunlight hidden behind them suddenly appeared and illuminated the entire forest.
Yoshino was crying so hard because she fell on the road and bruised her knee. Naruto comforted her day after day and was overworked and couldn't sleep every night.
Others can only see that he snatched Yoshino away from Shikaku, but they can't see how much Naruto has done for Yoshino.
If converted into money, Naruto's investment in Yoshino is probably over hundreds of billions.
It took a lot of effort to calm Yoshino down, and finally I had a little time for myself to study the Tensong technique.
It's not easy for him.
"Hoo~!"
Exhaling a breath, Naruto closed his eyes and sat upright, with his hands in a posture. His body was shining with golden light, and a breeze blew by, mixed with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
"If the white dot is a passage back to the past, then are there other colored dots of light going to the future?"