boyutpedia Chapter 310 Ah, youth...
Chapter 310 Ah, youth...
Hiruzen Sarutobi's heart was almost filled with a feeling of relief.
It's done! It's done! Look at this child, how sensible and polite he is!
This is more than just a takoyaki; it's a testament to harmony! It's the cornerstone of Konoha's future peace and stability!
He remained expressionless, simply smiling and waving his hand.
"No need, you guys eat, this is for you young people..."
Before Hiruzen Sarutobi could finish speaking, Nara Kaguya, standing next to him, expressionlessly extended a bamboo skewer, precisely pierced a takoyaki, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
"..."
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Hiruzen Sarutobi's smile froze on his face.
The antler chewed a few times and then gave a fair assessment.
"Hmm, it tastes good. The sauce is a little too sweet, but the bonito flakes are of very good quality. At least... it brings a little comfort to this troublesome day."
His words were filled with the sorrow of being a corporate slave and his sole pursuit of delicious food.
Kushina and Minato were both stunned.
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at his assistant, who was completely unpredictable, sighed helplessly, cleared his throat, picked up a bamboo skewer, stuck one in his mouth, and put it in his mouth.
"Yes, it's really good."
He smiled and said to the two children, "Thank you for your hospitality."
"No, you're welcome!" Kushina quickly replied.
After sharing the small snack, Hiruzen Sarutobi patted Nara Kagura on the shoulder.
"Let's go, Antelope. I just remembered there's a budget report for the Ninja Academy library's new book purchase that needs your approval."
Okay, you're ruthless.
Nara Deer Antlers' physique visibly sagged a bit more.
He glanced at Kushina and Minato, and said in a tone of someone who had been there before.
"Kids, enjoy the time you can still eat takoyaki while you can. When you grow up, the taste of takoyaki might just be the taste of reports."
After saying that, he dragged his heavy steps and followed behind the Hokage, heading towards the Hokage Building.
Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Kushina and Minato exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of bewilderment and amusement in each other's eyes.
"Lord Shikano... seems to be having a hard time," Kushina whispered.
"Um."
Minato nodded thoughtfully, "The Hokage and Shikano-sama are both protecting our lives in their own ways."
These words stirred something within Kushina.
She remembered the scroll about the history of the Land of Whirlpools in the library, and the Hokage's respect and acceptance of her hometown.
Yes, this happiness of being able to share takoyaki carefree with friends on peaceful streets is supported by countless people like the Hokage and Shikano-sama.
The takoyaki in her hand seemed to have gained some weight.
"Let's...let's go get some ramen!"
Kushina stuffed the last takoyaki into her mouth and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Um."
Minato responded with a smile.
"....."
Suddenly turning around, watching the two children walk away side by side, Nara Shikano spoke, his voice carrying a weariness born of worldly wisdom, mixed with envy.
"Ah, youth is truly something."
Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't turn around; he simply stared silently ahead.
The corners of her lips silently turned upwards, outlining an arc of utter satisfaction.
Yes.
……
The two did not walk too fast, as if it were some kind of tacit understanding.
They walked through the bustling main road and turned into a quieter alley.
A powerful fragrance wafted through the air.
It was the rich, savory flavor of pork bones simmered in broth all day, mixed with the warm steam rising from the noodle soup, instantly overwhelming all the senses and making one's stomach cheer with delight.
The aroma was like tiny hooks, gently tickling one's nose and making one involuntarily slow down.
A lantern with the word "Iro" written on it is emitting an orange-yellow light.
Minato reached out and lifted the worn curtain for her.
Welcome!
Behind the bar, the man who always wore a headscarf looked up and revealed a hearty smile.
"Oh, it's Minato. Did you bring a new classmate today?"
Teji's gaze lingered for a moment on Kushina's striking red hair, a look of friendly familiarity settling over it.
"Hello, Uncle Hand-Typed".
The sound of the water gate was as gentle as ever, like spring water bathed in sunlight.
"Hello, sir!"
Kushina also called out crisply, her voice filled with an innocent and youthful energy.
The two sat down side by side at the bar, the wooden bar stools carrying the warm, smooth feel of years of handling.
"What would you like to eat today?"
He asked while wiping the table.
Minato didn't look at the menu; he simply turned his head and looked at the girl beside him with a questioning gaze.
"Um……"
Kushina's gaze lingered on the few simple dish names on the wall, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly as she grappled with a sweet dilemma.
Yesterday's tonkotsu ramen, with its milky white broth and melt-in-your-mouth char siu, has left a deep impression on her taste buds.
But the miso ramen next to it, circled in red and labeled as the shop's special dish, also seemed to exude a silent temptation.
I'm so conflicted, so incredibly conflicted.
She glanced at Minato and saw him watching her quietly with a faint smile in his eyes, without the slightest hint of impatience.
"that..."
Kushina cleared her throat, as if she had made up her mind, and pointed at the menu in a loud voice.
"Uncle, one bowl of tonkotsu ramen and one bowl of special miso ramen, please!"
"Okay! Please wait a moment!"
Hand-typed text should be concise and to the point.
Soon, a familiar melody filled the kitchen—the bubbling of boiling water, the crisp sound of bamboo strainers hitting the pot, and the sizzling sound of broth being poured into bowls.
Every note is like a direct provocation to the appetite.
Soon, two steaming bowls of ramen, like two works of art, were placed steadily in front of them.
The broth of the tonkotsu ramen was still as milky white and rich as ever, with a few slices of fatty and lean char siu floating lazily on the surface, exuding an irresistible meaty aroma.