At dusk, it was rare to have the time to make supper by yourself. After everything was ready, I waited for Xiaochun to come back and have dinner together.

In the lazy time, Mizuki thought about going out for a walk. How was the business of the Four Seasons Flower Shop? Is Kaori adapted to Konoha's life? Also, his ninja school's teacher career seems to be officially saying goodbye, and it's better to say hello to his former colleagues. But in the end, Mizuki didn't go anywhere. There are also leisurely days, but there are not many times when I don't want to or worry about anything. Since I traveled through time, I have been running around for various things and were forced to run forward by various pressures. Today I am a rare one to be presumptuous. Since my rebirth, Shuimi, who has never cooked, has rarely made a sumptuous dinner.

The ninja profession is versatile and has many things to do, including cooking. Ninjas who are on the job often encounter various environments, and the ability to survive independently is very important, especially Konoha Ninja who has received orthodox education. Cooking skills are also an indispensable part. Although Mizuki has never cooked, the dishes made based on memory and according to ready-made recipes and relying on his own meticulous control, the dishes made are still good.

When the lights first came up, there was a sound at the door, and then Xiao Tsubasa, who was in a ninja vest, finally came back.

"Hey, Shuimu, you're back." Xiaochun was also very happy to see her husband who had not seen him for a few days. "Why don't you turn on the lights? It's dark."

"Ah, I want to give you a surprise when you come back!"

The real reason is that Shuimu has ignored it. Recently, Shuimu can clearly feel that his body seems to have undergone some changes, such as his vision getting better and better. In this dim light, coupled with his outstanding perception, he has not noticed how much changes the environment has changed, and even ignored it. Most people don’t see things clearly in this situation.

Xiaochun closed the door with her backhand and walked in.

"Then I turn on the light." As he said that, the room suddenly lit up. "Dinner is ready? If you are hungry, eat first!"

"Let's eat together, I spent a lot of time today and cooked so many dishes."

In fact, Mizuki should be glad. Fortunately, there is no luxury statement such as candlelight dinner in this world, especially among ninjas who value efficiency. It is really not popular with meaningless romance. This word is probably not the same as wasting time. Of course, it is not without a market. Asma, this guy, gave Yuri Hong at least three years of flowers to Sarutobi, the posthumous child.

The couple who sat down to have dinner together were more interested in chatting than eating. The two people who hadn't seen each other for a few days seemed to have endless things to say.

"Hey, Shuimu, how do you think Xiangren is? Do you really have a chance?"

"Hmm? What?" Mizuki smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I'm distracted just now."

I never found Xiaochun was so good at speaking before. She was still the same outside, but she still talked more at home. She always liked to tell Shuimu some hearsays and asked Shuimu to express her opinions. As she said this, Shuimu wandered around the world.

Xiaochun looked at Shuimu with dissatisfaction: "You won't just ignore Kasumi when you come back, be careful. A ninja with excellent qualifications is just like this? This is a waste!"

"Does Tsunade have any instructions?"

"No, this is not the case. Mr. Shizune, the assistant of Tsunade, has been here twice. He suggested that Kasumi go to the medical class assessment. If Kasumi really has this talent, it might be a good result!"

"Silent, medical class?"

These are really two words that make people think of. Could it be that Tsunade attaches so much importance to this poor relative who is not even apart? No wonder hesitates to be a disciple. Either hesitates to take Haruno Sakura as his disciple, or he has a candidate and doesn't want to make trouble? But what does it matter if there is one more person?

I don’t understand the idea of ​​an indigenous ninja like Tsunade, but Mizuki didn’t mean to intervene, so it would be fine if everything went naturally. And things had not happened yet, and Mizuki didn’t mean to make a guess for no reason. Let’s do the countermeasures when the dust settles.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Xiaochun, who knew very well about Shuimu, suddenly noticed Shuimu's strangeness.

Mizuki shook his head and said, "It's okay. Since someone suggested, let's try it. If I have time, I will teach her something. It's not good to know anything about medical ninjutsu. At least I can have some basics."

"Okay." Xiao Tsubasa agreed, "I'm not very good at this. If I can guide the sealing technique, I'm okay to teach some other basics, but medical ninjutsu will not work at all."

"Enough, let me handle the next one."

Although Mizuki speculated that Tsunade might have this intention, the false guesses may not be true. She taught some things step by step to Kaori, and she would still make her own decision on the future path.

"That's great." Xiaochun also likes this well-behaved red-haired girl very much. Having a good place to go, it's a matter of worry. "It's a pity that I'll hire another clerk soon. It's hard to find such a capable girl."

"Don't worry, it will be available soon!" Konoha has never lacked girls with two legs that can sell flowers.

After the two of them had dinner happily and peacefully, Shuimu rolled up her sleeves to help Xiaochun clean up the dishes.

"Xiaochun, where did you put the money in my drawer?"

"I put away all those change? I took it to the flower shop and it was just right for use."

"What should I do if I use the money?"

"Go to the flower shop to get it, it's not far anyway!"

"Well, that's OK!" Shuimu breathed a sigh of relief. Things were not that bad, and Xiaochun didn't have that strong desire to control her.

"Why is there a part of the books on my bookshelf missing?"

"Those expired fashion magazines? I threw them away."

"Expired? No, it's pretty good."

Hearing Shuimu's complaint, Xiaochun's hand froze: "Hey, Shuimu, are you dissatisfied with me? Those beautiful women are so beautiful, are you reluctant to let go?"

"Eh?" It turned out that the trap was here, and Shuimu was also amused and crying. "Anyway, I'm tired of seeing it, so I'll just throw it away."
Chapter completed!