Konoha's talent

Gifted author of Leaves: ultra-eat cream puffs

brief introduction:

Traveled to the dangerous world of Naruto, and became a member of the Konoha family.

Fortunately, the day of extermination is still far away, and he still has the strongest talent!

Chapter 1 Uchiha?Saitama?Uchiha Saitama!

Saitama thinks he is too south!

Although he has traveled to Konoha's most wealthy family and has the incomparably glorious surname, he can still feel a deserted charm whenever he returns home.

Only Saitama and a grandmother who takes care of him live in the courtyard of Nuoda.

As for the others?

As a traveler, Saitama does not deserve to have a family!

Just after crossing over, Saitama inherited everything from his parents who died young, even though he was less than three years old.

A set of real estate in the center of Konoha, and a considerable family property!

He became a rich man who was extremely jealous in his previous life and achieved a goal that he had not achieved for many years in his previous life.

Saitama is now five years old, and the grandmother who took care of him said that the family is going to arrange for him to enter the ninja school.

Five years old is also the age to learn!

After wandering outside for a day, Saitama pushed open the black door, dragged his tired body, and walked briskly into the courtyard.

Listening to the movement in the kitchen and the smell that came out, Saitama knew that he was coming back just in time.

Not a lot of points, a lot of points!

I'm really a punctual clever ghost!

Walking toward the kitchen with a smile, Saitama thought of the kid he had just met.

Is it called Zhishui?

The memory returned to the afternoon.

With arrogant small steps, Saitama wandered on the street belonging to the Uchiha station, holding a few bunches of meatballs just bought from the uncle who sold the meatballs across the street.

While watching boringly everything that happened on the street, while leisurely eating a ball from time to time.

Saitama felt that he should have reached the pinnacle of the entire child life!

Until he found a kid who followed him sneakily.

"Yo, kid!"

Saitama smashed a wooden stick that he had just finished eating with his left hand at the kid behind him.

"Oh!" Uchiha Shisui was accidentally hit by a wooden sign in the head.

"Why follow me?" Saitama took a bite of the remaining meatballs, and asked vaguely.

Zhishui looked at the lottery at his feet, then looked at someone who was still eating, and glanced aside.

"This is the street, who is following you?"

Yo, kid, if it wasn't for you to swallow, I would really believe what you said!

"Oh? Really? I thought you wanted to get acquainted with me, and you were about to share your meatballs with you. It turned out not to be!"

Saitama looked regretful, with regret.

After speaking, he turned around, ready to leave!

"Hey, really?"

A voice of surprise came from behind.

The corner of Saitama's mouth curled up.

Turning back, put all the remaining balls into his mouth in one bite.

"Yes, really!"

Saitama looked serious, watching the kid's expression gradually distorted.

Zhishui looked at the man who had said that he wanted to divide his balls one second before, eating all the balls in one second, and the corner of his mouth twitched inexplicably.

"you you…"

Shishui felt that his little head was a bit dead.

"What, kid?"

Although the child in front of him looks about his own age, Saitama, who is already a middle-aged uncle, still likes to call him a kid.

While observing the kid in front of him, Saitama casually picked his teeth with the sign just now.

Looks like a dick.

"Didn't you give it to me?"

"You didn't ask me just now, I thought you didn't want to eat it!"

Saitama is not amazing.

Shishui feels good, five years of life experience makes him unable to cope with such a situation.

"What is your name, please eat it next time."

As a rich second-generation, Saitama is not bad for this money.

The little ghost in front of him should be an ordinary tribe, and the conditions at home should not be very good depending on the clothes.

Saitama is quite willing to help others.

Hearing this, the little devil's eyes lit up, and his eyes began to look up.

"Is this all right?" Zhishui looked ashamed.

"Small!"

Saitama didn't care, and tossed aside the pick that had just picked his teeth.