Konoha's talent

"As a child, it is only good to see these things earlier. Although Mikoto is also opposed to this, the world is so cruel. If you see them earlier and accept them, the benefits will only be greater in the future!"

Saitama looked at him deeply and stopped talking. That was the truth.

"The captain, I'll pass first! I have to go to the training ground to see!"

"Well, okay, Itachi should be there right now. Recently, he has been training with those boys and he still looks good."

Fuyue's face was full of red light, and Itachi's performance made him feel a lot of face, even the gloom that had been caused by Danzo disappeared.

"Ok."

Saitama nodded, got up, opened the door, and walked out of Futake's office in the security team.

...

"In this case, you need this...and again..."

In the training ground, Shishui is fighting with Itachi, giving one-to-one training.

"Oh!"

Itachi nodded faintly, watched Shishui's movements, and scratched the back of his head.

"Stop water...stop water?"

Itachi looked at Zhishui and suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, a little strange, but still did not respond after screaming, and turned around to look at it.

"Ah, Brother Saitama!"

Itachi is called Saitama, he is brother, and Shisui, who is bigger than Saitama, is called by his name directly. This is not a special treatment or despise Shishui. It can only be said that there are things that cannot be described in words.

At this moment, he looked surprised and looked at Saitama standing on the sidelines.

"I'm back!"

Shisui came over and stood two meters away from Saitama, smiling tacitly.

He is now half a head shorter than Saitama, but the whole body is as tall and straight as Saitama, and when standing like a javelin.

"Well, Shisui, Itachi!"

Saitama nodded and smiled back.

Standing between the two, Itachi glanced at the left and the right. He felt that the atmosphere between the two was indescribably harmonious.

The three figures were reflected in the training ground in the afternoon sunlight.

Everyone carried a knife in his hand or waist, and they all wore similar clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Saitama broke the long-lost peace and looked at the sword held by the two of them.

As soon as he entered the training ground, he saw the two being practiced, and the other members were missing.

"Zhishui is instructing me to do sword skills!"

Itachi jumped out and said, although he was just over three years old and immediately four years old, he spoke in an orderly manner and his tone was also very calm, without the jumps of children of the same age.

"Oh, that's not bad!"

Saitama smiled, walked to Shisui, and stabbed him with his left arm.

"Why are you back this time?"

Shisui doesn't care about the others, he just wonders why Saitama is back.

He didn't get news from Captain Futake that Saitama was coming back, but he just heard that he would wait for someone to be on the battlefield soon.

"With the order of Lord Naruto, I will rush to the Northwest Theater in a short time to support the battle between Konoha and Yanyin Village."

"Oh!"

Zhishui was a little puzzled, but didn't think much about it. The senior leaders of the village naturally had their thoughts, and he didn't need to go into it.

Itachi stood by, seemingly understanding, his black and white eyes couldn't help but wander around Saitama and Shisui.

"Stop talking about it, what about the others?"

Saitama looked around, and there were only Shisui and Itachi in the entire training ground.

"They just finished eating, they should be resting."

Shisui motioned for Saitama to look at the cafeteria not far away, where people were faintly moving.

"Ok!"

Saitama nodded, took a look and then looked away. It's okay to take a rest after a meal.

After all, they are a group of recruits who are about to go to the battlefield, and they shouldn't be too tight, because that would be bad.

"Go and sit there and tell us about the past few months! It's really exciting to hear about you in the battle report!"

Zhishui pointed to the rest pavilion on one side and walked over.

Itachi also turned his short legs to follow, and his eyes were full of curiosity. Seeing it from the battle report and listening to it from himself were completely two concepts, and he didn't want to miss it.

Saitama shook his head, smiled, and walked over.

...

Naruto Office.

The white smoke filled the office with a large space, and an old man wearing a red and white imperial robe was looking at a document in front of the desk.

Reading through the document with one hand, the other hand brought the pipe to his mouth from time to time, and the lips pressed up.

Finally, the nostrils and mouth spewed a cloud of white smoke with a smoky smell, making the white smoke in the entire office more dense.

Click!

Sarutobi Rizen put the pipe in his hand aside, his gaze under the cover of the white smoke did not know whether it was turbid or clear.

call!

Taking a long breath, Sandai frowned.

Looking at the documents in his hands, the frown of the third generation became deeper.