Comic System in Naruto’s World

"Oh, coming out so soon, it seems to be over."

Uzumaki Mito smiled lightly.

Daming was in a bad mood, so he snorted and didn't answer.

The three generations pondered for a moment and asked, "Your Excellency Daming, what have you met?"

With the exception of Akabane and the people who have experienced it, it is difficult to understand what happened to the fantasy world.

"Yes, grandpa, what is the fifth wave?"

Erika is also very curious.

The daimyo opened his mouth, feeling a little hard to speak.

Could it be said that he became Hokage Guardian Konoha, and was not cut for a second?

Also, the last sentence is a mockery!

The fifth wave?

Three generations held their pipes awkwardly.

Although I don't know the details, it seems that Da Ming lost miserably.

Why can't this kid let the water out if he doesn't know what to measure?

After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know how to comfort.

"Sun Slash, can the Unreal Game be used again?"

The more you think about it, the more unwilling it becomes.

"Such a large-scale illusion, do you think you can use it several times?"

Uzumaki Mito said gruffly.

"Your Excellency, like this kind of illusion, one use is the limit."

Three generations explained.

"That's it."

The daimyo sighed, then thought about it and said, "Sorry, I don't know much about ninjas."

what?

Uzumaki Mito's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it—this stubborn old fellow would even apologize!

"The talent of your daimyo is not in ninjutsu and fighting, but in ruling and managing the entire country."

Three generations sighed and said, "In comparison, ninjas are just a tool of war."

"War is a profound science, and the remaining life of me should not be enough to study and understand."

The daimyo lay down tired.

With a blow, his interest in the game dropped rapidly.

"It's good for you to have this consciousness."

Uzumaki Mito was unceremonious and mocked.

At this time, Akabane, Jilaiya, Shumao, and Zixiao came to the stands, and the four were about to salute the daimyo...

"Forget it!"

Da Ming's face was very ugly, his eyes were staring at Zi Lai Ya, and his heart was very angry.

This white-haired guy is very similar to the nasty guy in the fantasy world!

"My lords, it's time for the comic exhibition to end here, is it an announcement?"

Akabane bowed and asked.

"Akaba, you consume a lot of money, so go and rest. I'll just tell the news of the end."

Three generations smiled.

"Yes!"

Although Chakra's consumption is not that big, Akabane is of course happy to be lazy.

The daimyo originally wanted to stay a while, but when he saw Jiraiya's face, he thought of words like "rookie", "wow", and "good fight".

"That's it, Erika, we should go back."

He beckoned to let people support himself.

Erika is a little bit reluctant, but the comic exhibition has ended, and they must return to the Daming Mansion.

The guards drew the carriage over, while Erika and another of his men supported the daimyo and walked to the side of the carriage step by step.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped.

"Mito, maybe we won't meet again after this time."

Life is short, and at this point, one more day will be earned.

The daimyo raised his head and whispered, "The Uzumaki country...I'm sorry."

"get out."

Uzumaki Mito waved his hand, with a bad tone.

Tsunade did not speak.

It seems that the negotiation is not going well...

Akabane thought to himself.

When the daimyo got on the carriage and gradually disappeared from the mountain road, Uzumaki Mito sighed in a sense of sorrow.

Their generation,

"The comic show is over, everyone will go back to the village to rest."

Three generations used chakras to increase their voice.

The audience in the rest of the stands heard the sound, and then looked around and found that the daimyo was ready to leave, and one by one knew that the comic exhibition was really going to end.

"This is the end?"

"It feels so short, I haven't played for long!"

"Wait next time, I'm afraid it will be a long time later..."

Many people are reluctant to leave, including the ninjas.

It's just a short, rough show, but for those who have very little entertainment life, it is already an event worthy of nostalgia.

"The comic exhibition does not have to be held in the village, as long as everyone is interested, you can also hold the comic exhibition yourself."

Akabane stood up and said.

"Hold a comic show yourself?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and some of their minds didn't turn around-can they hold a performance for the daimyo?

"Ah... the show can be big or small, and it's not a serious activity in itself."

Three generations said with a light cough.

If he hadn't advocated inviting daimyo, this comic show would indeed be a small spontaneous performance.

"That's it."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

They just thought that this kind of event would become a large-scale official event just like the Zhongnin exam.

It turns out that I can also host...

"Great, grandma, I want to play the role of Mito-sama."

A little girl yelled happily.

"Idiot, Mito-sama is not a manga character!"

"..."

The noisy sound, the constant is everyone's cheerful laughter.

Their voices are already weak in the central stand, but for the ninja, this is not a problem.

Three generations took a moment, proud and satisfied.

however……

"Hey, teacher, don't think you can stop paying for this!"

Tsunade curled his lips and said.

"Three generations of adults, you must not forget the things you promised."

Akabane followed suit.

Isn't he fighting this way to bring the caravan to the Kingdom of Wind?

It would be uncomfortable to cross the river for three generations to demolish the bridge.

When I heard that, Jilai’s mentality exploded: "You are all good, what about me? I worked so hard to paint and I was torn by the princess!"

"I'm a fool, you are ashamed to say that your own painting, painting such a rude thing in public, it's ashamed of Konoha."

Tsunade sneered.

"Well, the benefits will not be less."

Three generations sighed, they were really unlovable children.

but……

What a pity!

"Well, you guys go back and rest too."

Uzumaki Mito smiled faintly.

"Yes!"

Tsunade was very happy, Uzumaki Mito meant that she would not interfere with money.

Akabane was curious about the outcome of the negotiation, but he was not in a hurry.

Anyway, you can know in the end, you don't need to rush for a while, staying here is easy to get caught.

The group turned around, preparing to evacuate.

"Then, goodbye."

Zixiao walked at the end, bowed slightly and said goodbye before following everyone's footsteps.

Uzumaki Mito watched them leave and sighed softly.

At this time, Danzo walked out from the dark.

"Monkey, Danzo, don't think of Konoha as an old antique in the Ninth World, I will leave it to you in the Uzumaki Kingdom."

Uzumaki Mito sighed.

"Sir Mito, don't worry, I will do my best."

Danzo is rarely serious.

Regardless of interest or emotion, he will go all out to help the Maelstrom family.

"Even if most of them cannot be ninjas, but at least..."

Three generations smoked halfway through.

In the end, the daimyo gave way to this negotiation-he allowed some of the whirlpools to escape into the land of fire, but except for the whirlpools in Konoha, the rest must remain anonymous and can no longer be ninjas.