The next day, Konoha was as calm as usual.

A large number of municipal personnel are investigating and counting the types and quantities of materials that have been in short supply on the streets, so that the secret department can be uniformly arranged to go out for procurement.

What surprised them was that there were still a lot of staple foods such as rice, flour, grain and oil, in stock, and even some fruits and vegetables.

Only the vinegar kelp and black silk were swept away, and the entire Konoha could not be found.

They even doubt whether anyone would know the truth from the outside world and deliberately hype the goods...

But with such a foresighted person, who would hype up vinegar kelp and black stockings?

...

The next day, Fujiang got up and looked at the village that was still calm outside the window, without much turmoil in his heart.

I just sat sleepy in the living room, eating jealous kelp rice, turned on the TV to watch the morning news.

The news is still full of singing and dancing, and there is no mention of external affairs at all. It just means that Jiraiya officially succeeded the fifth generation of Naruto. Everyone can go to the Naruto building in advance to watch it. He will announce important things.

At this time, Yu Xin didn't know whether he smelled breakfast or heard the sound of TV, and rolled out of the wardrobe without opening his eyes. He walked around the chair and sofa and arched to the table, opening his mouth.

Fu Jiang stuffed a piece of vinegar and took it in, and hid the remote control under his butt.

Yu Xin put his chin on the coffee table like a sleepwalking, slowly chewing on the vinegar kelp, but he didn't rush to watch the TV for the first time.

"What's wrong today? Are you sick?" Fujiang touched her forehead.

"No... I read the comics too late yesterday... so sleepy." Yu Xin half-closed his eyes and held a straw in his mouth to suck the porridge in the bowl.

"Comics... This kind of thing is indeed easy to forget time when you look at it, so it is best to read it when you take a bath, and you can do it when you feel cold... Wait, which comic did you read?" Toojiang was stunned.

"It's that... as soon as I opened the book with "Anbe warning" written on the homepage, well, let me think about it... it's "I picked up the stick after rebirth..."

"Nani... didn't you tell you not to read my book casually?" Fu Jiang's eyes were full of horror.

"I can't read it casually. I'm reading it very seriously... I have memorized every line." Yu Xin waved his hand powerlessly.

"How many books have you read these days..." Fu Jiang's eyes became more and more frightened.

"How do I know this kind of thing? Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?" Yu Xin's mouth curled up.

"Hey... the so-called Meng's mother moved three times, and her parents are the best teachers for her children... I, Fujiang, should also be an example and give her children a good habit..." Fujiang sighed and stood up to pack up his treasured books.

"Ah, Midie... This is my spiritual world of social phobia. You can't be so cruel to understand this society's window..." Yu Xin hugged Fu Jiang's legs and cried.

"It is precisely because of this that you cannot be so depraved! Children should go out to socialize with friends! Let go!" Fujiang made up his mind thoroughly, found the treasured magazines and comics under the sofas, wardrobes, and beds, tied them into bundles, and resolutely walked towards the garbage dump.

"No! No! No! No!!" Yu Xin knelt at the door and begged Fu Jiang not to go far.

"What's going on?" Risa asked, poking her head out.

"Dad broke the most important shell of a snail, tear my hobbies apart, and forced me to make friends with a group of toads..." Yu Xin burst into tears in despair.

...

"Ah... you must find a farther place to throw it away..." Fu Jiang walked towards the center of the village with a stack of Gongkou magazines and ** comic books in his arms.

Finally, he came to an alley that he thought was hidden enough.

Three trash cans.

Combustible garbage, non-combustible garbage, recyclable garbage.

Fujiang lifted the book above the first trash can, but he was unable to let go.

"In my most confused moment, you have accompanied me through the most difficult years. You are the bright lights in the endless darkness, giving me the courage to live..."

"Now, you can't burn you anyway..."

It also mentioned above the "noncombustible garbage".

"Ah... Inflammation has simply defiled your reputation. Even if I have defiled your sacred bodies, how can I defiled your souls? After reading it, my body will become hot, as if it is burning, and I am very motivated to do anything!"

"It's not "Boru Biography", how can it be classified into inflammable garbage? This is simply a slander for Gongkou Magazine!"

As he said that, Tooe mentioned the book to the top of "recyclable garbage".

"Ah... But if you recycle it, it's like handing your ex-girlfriend who has been in love for 30 years to another man. It's okay if you are a man who knows how to cherish it. If you are a lowly mad disciple, when you think of him licking the pages of the book with his tongue and sprinkling honey on the comics, ah... I can't stand such pain!"

Fujiang curled up in the corner in despair with the book in his arms.

After all, can't let go?

...

At this moment, a sneaky figure also appeared in the alley.

“What is correct?”

“What is the error?”

"In the end, only your own decision can explain everything."

“Whatever the choice…”

"Since I have chosen to be a Hokage, I have to abandon all my bad hobbies and stick to it. This is my ninja way."

"But...what kind of garbage should be thrown?"

"If you have combustible garbage, these magazines that have accompanied me for so many years are so sorry for them."

"But if it is non-combustible garbage, your body will be very hot after watching it..."

"If you can recycle garbage, if you are picked up by a disgusting stinky man, you will definitely insult the most humiliating method..."

"Ah...what should I do?"

Jiraiya squatted to the corner of the wall in distress.

"After all... can't let go?"

The two people in the corner looked at each other.

"Fujiang?"

"Jiraiya?"

The two looked at each other at the stack of magazines in their hands.

"You are here to throw away the little emperor uncle, too?"

The two of them leaned on the wall weakly at the same time.

Each tells his own pain.

"Ah... there is an adolescent girl at home, and you can no longer put such filthy things at home."

"Not to mention the Naruto in the peaceful era, the Kingdom of Fire has fallen now, and I am shouldering the heavy responsibility of rebuilding Konoha. I cannot continue to fall like this..."

"Oh..." The two of them drooped their heads, as if they were rubbing their heads.

"Forget it, send it to the thermal power station and burn it. They will be reborn in the ashes and add a light to the light of Konoha..." Jiraiya had no choice but to get up.

"Wait... Isn't this Mr. Dieyi, known as the "Virgin Terminator"?" Suddenly, Tooi looked at the first magazine in Jiraiya's hand, and it was a classic collector's version that he had been pursuing for many years.

"Yes, it is the work of Mr. Diei's debut, and it still retains the youthfulness of a girl. At that time, I published 300 books, and only twenty of them circulated to Konoha. After traveling all over the ninja world, I found it in a casino, and I have accompanied me for so many empty nights." Jiraiya sighed.

"Such an artistic work is a great progress in human erotic history. How can it be destroyed in a fire! This is a crime and murder of human art!!" Toyoe Yoshima said.

"What should I do? I don't think about it..." Jiraiya was stunned.

"Leave this kind of artwork to me for custody! I will treat him with the gentlest gaze as if I cherish my reputation!" Fujiang hugged the magazine in his arms.

"But, didn't you say that you can't take the teenage minors back at home?"

"Ah... although this is a problem, I will definitely use the deepest sealing technique to seal them in the strongest safe!"

"Okay... wait, is your comic a legend hailed as the forbidden among the forbidden... "Marata: The Valley of End, I became a girl!" At that time, an inexplicable fire almost burned out the printing line, and no one from the cartoonist to the editor was spared..." Jiraiya pointed at Tooe's stack of magazines in horror and excitement.

"Yes... In order to catch the arsonist, I even arrested four private book dealers in a row, so I found the only remaining banned book in their inventory. I tried my best to examine and criticize all the content..." Fujiang couldn't bear to sigh.

"Can you give it to me?" Jiraiya's eyes were full of appreciation for art.

"Didn't you say you should be a Naruto?"

"Don't the teacher often peeps with telescopes? Don't worry, I'll store them well in the forbidden scroll!"

"Switch it!"

"Change!"

The two nodded at the same time, exchanged their own treasures, and walked towards their own home.

...

"I confess...I am guilty! I obviously went out to throw away magazines, so why did I bring back a stack..."
Chapter completed!