Konoha's talent

"I'm here!" Mute reminded Saitama, and then rushed over.

Chapter 54 Unknown suffering, not believing in gods and Buddha

"Hey!" A palm was pushed out and called towards Saitama's face. Although Silent had just been promoted to Nakanin, as a disciple of Tsunade, he was not bad in every aspect, even with melee physical skills.

"Huh!" The air was cleaved by this palm, and Saitama turned his head slightly to avoid the blow.

"Why does the little girl slap her face when she comes?" Saitama smiled, and said nothing to her mute and serious expression.

"Ha!" She evaded the attack and was silent and not discouraged. She also knew her level, not to mention a Uchiha ninja who was good at physical skills.

With a twist of his body, he silently kicked out his foot, with air in his foot, and kicked quickly towards Saitama's waist.

"Huh!" Saitama took a step back, evading Silent's attack lightly.

"Boom!" At the moment when Mute fell to the ground, her body was buried very low due to a kick out. So she took advantage of the momentum with her hands on the ground, supported her body and jumped out, her heels on Saitama, instantly To his face.

"Hehe, something." Saitama felt that his silent combat consciousness was quite strong, and he could think of such a trick.

"Snapped!"

Pat your palm on the silent ankle, pat one foot away in an instant, and at the same time grab the foot behind with the other hand.

"Strike!" Saitama grabbed one foot and took two steps back, his mute expression changed, and the foot that was shot by Saitama quickly fell to the ground, jumping and following Saitama.

"Hey!" Saitama smiled, feeling silent or too little combat experience, so he dared to let go of the attack.

"Huh!" Mute was not at all irritated. Saitama's successive attacks were simply resolved by Saitama, which made her feel a lot of frustration inexplicably.

"Don't let go?" The silent voice trembled a little, after all, this posture similar to the splits made her feel a little ashamed.

One foot was held by Saitama in his hand and held near his chest, while the other was on the ground.

"Haha!" Saitama let go of her feet, but there was no trace of embarrassment on her face.

"How?" Silent asked, knowing that Saitama is definitely better than himself in physical skills.

"The level is not bad." Saitama shook his hand and made a more pertinent evaluation.

"But there is still too little melee experience, and every attack is too confident. In close combat like this, you need to save some back players for every attack..."

Teacher Saitama started the class, and the students were naturally silent. While he explained his superficial understanding of melee combat with Silent, he would continue to let Silent attack herself, and then explain her mistakes and progress during the attack.

Time passed quickly, and more than two hours passed in a blink of an eye. Except for the patrols, the entire camp became quieter and silent. The flames of some fires began to weaken due to fuel.

Estimating the time, Saitama estimated that it was already two or three in the morning and could go back to rest.

"Let's get here today, it's getting late, let's go back and rest first." Saitama's eyes shone to the side, and his head was still swaying, as if thinking about what he had just said.

"Huh? So fast?" As soon as Mute entered the learning mode, he ignored the passage of time, and suddenly heard Saitama's words, but still did not react.

"Otherwise? Go back first, come back tomorrow night, I will continue to teach you, you can teach me by the way. We are equivalent exchanges, don't forget." Saitama said a series of things, silently listening Stunned for a while.

"Oh, okay." This stopped, Mute also felt a little tired, she nodded and yawned.

"Then come here around ten o'clock tomorrow night, is it okay?" Mute asked Saitama as he packed his things.

"Yeah...it should be possible." Saitama thought for a while, and tomorrow's mission is just a patrol.

"Then it's settled?" Silent's eyes were a little bright, and she didn't know why she had a good sense of the Uchiha boy whom she met for the first time. It didn't matter anyway, it was good to help each other.

The eleven or twelve-year-old Mute bid farewell to Saitama, and then walked slowly to her tent. She lived with Tsunade. She was called Tsunade’s personal guard, but it was actually Tsunade’s first personal guard. Take care of the disciples who went to the battlefield once.

"At this time, Tsunade-sama should have a rest? Go back and be quiet, don't disturb her, Tsunade-sama has been very tired recently."

Silent's head is always thinking about Tsunade, who is also a teacher and friend to her, and she is currently the only relative in the world.

Saitama stood there, watching Silent leave, then turned and left.

The encounter with Silent is just an arrangement of fate, and Saitama doesn't think it's weird. It's also normal to meet in Konoha's camp. This is nothing more than a normal intersection.

Although he had always liked the role of Silence in his previous life, after all, the anime is so intellectual, but now it is the real world, and he feels that those feelings are completely redundant and unnecessary.

He used to know only anime characters, but now he is a living person, and he also has a lot of things to do himself, the memory just makes him feel better about Mute.

The footsteps are light, and the shadow shuttles between the tents, like a ghost. Saitama just wanted to eat something to eat out, but he didn't expect to stay outside for so long.

Tomorrow morning, he still needs to go out to perform tasks. Saitama understands that he must go back to rest now so that he can maintain his perfect spirit and welcome the unknown tomorrow.

Passing by some fires in the camps, the firewood inside was crackling. Saitama soon reached his tent, walked in, put the knife on the side of the bed, lay directly on it, and closed his eyes.

...

"Sizzle!"

Silent opened the curtain of the tent, and first reached into a small head. The short hair had just reached the ears, and as the head shook, the hair was fluttering from side to side.

Glancing around, Silent found that Tsunade-sama seemed to have rested, and then he let out a sigh of relief and walked in lightly.

As soon as people came in, it took Mute for a long time to adapt to the dark environment, find the right direction, and walked to the bed.

This tent is much larger than a normal single tent. There are two beds in it. One of the beds has a figure lying on it.

Silent walked slowly to the empty bed aside, slowly took off his shoes, and slowly climbed onto the bed.

"I'm back?" Tsunade's voice was awake, without a trace of sleepiness.

"Huh? Tsunade-sama!" Mute was taken aback, and one leg that had just climbed shivered.

"Well, I'll go to bed early when I come back, and there is still something to do tomorrow." Tsunade's voice sounded again, and the figure in the darkness turned over, facing silently.

"Okay!" Silent nodded, climbed onto the bed numbly, covered the quilt directly, and began to sleep.

"Tsuna-sama, are you asleep?"

After lying down for nearly ten minutes, Silent hasn't fallen asleep yet. She always has the scene of her feet being held by the teenagers in her mind, and she can still feel the heat in her ankles.

"Tsunade-sama?" The silent voice didn't dare to be too loud, and wanted to confirm once again whether Tsunade was asleep.

"Yeah!" Tsunade uttered a nasal sound, which was a mute response.

"What?" Tsunade asked Silent with a nasal voice. She found that there was a slight abnormality in the silence after coming back tonight.

"It's nothing, go to sleep." Mute turned around and faced the tent.

Silent in the dark looked at the tent, and seemed to see a pair of very calm eyes and such a quiet face, which reminded her of one of her classmates, a fellow named Kakashi Hamu.