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“Son of Hokage!” The shop’s boss pupils shrank violently,
wondering the authenticity of the other party’s words, and a look of honor appeared
on his face, “It turned out to be Hokage-sama’s son, I was really rude
before."
‘Although this guy’s reaction just now was a little bit strange,
it is normal to be shocked when he hears my famous title. Then, let's act
according to the original plan!’ Asuma nodded complacently, and a
"hmm" came from his nostrils.
‘Is he really Hokage's son?’ Although he was puzzled, he still
did not dare to test and took the initiative to defend himself, "I am Kukie,
a businessman from the Land of Lightning. Because this is the first time I have
come to Konoha, I don't know the identities of the two guests, I'm really sorry."
"I don't care where you came from!" Asuma waved his
hand impatiently, "I am here mainly for the second-year’s class leader
campaign. I plan to buy some fresh top-quality beef from you to buy off my
classmates.”
‘Even five or six-year-old children know to buy their
classmates. Has Konoha already corrupted to such level?’ Kukie felt
contemptuous, but he still asked cheerfully, "How many kilos of beef are
you going to buy?"
"No hurry, I'll take a look first." Asuma gave an
expression of "I'm an expert".
Kukie just smiled and follows the other party.
However, ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, and an hour
has passed...
Kukie’s mentality is a little broken after this long, ‘Why is this
little brat still picking and choosing? Can’t he make up his mind already?’
‘Damn it, there is still that action at night aaaahhhh!" Kukie
screamed frantically in his heart, took a deep breath, and forced a
"happy" smile, "Hokage-sama may already be preparing dinner. Why
don't you try to choose it again tomorrow?"
Asuma gave him a blank look. "Fool, the class leader
election will be finished tomorrow. What's the use of this beef then?"
Kukie roared in his heart, ‘How could I know when you stupid kids
held your class leader election!’
Finally, after lingering for another half an hour, Asuma slapped
a piece of beef with disgust, "Just this piece."
Kukie almost cried bitterly, as he finally being able to send
away this annoying little devil.
Seemingly worried that Asuma would going back to search again, Kukie
hurriedly said, "I will wrap it up for you."
"Wait, I haven't finished yet. Why are you being so
impatient in business?"
Kukie stiffened and laughed awkwardly, "Ha, haha, I’m not
impatient."
Asuma nodded calmly and then said lightly, "I want you to cut
5kg of lean meat, and there must not be any fat at all, understand?"
Kukie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, ‘This is fine.’
After a period of sharp knife work, Kukie happily wrapped the
meat, "Then I will..."
"It's not over yet. I still need 5kg of this fat meat here.
I can't just have the lean ones, you know?"
Anger welled up in Kukie’s heart, and he almost grabbed his
knife and chopped someone directly.
‘The world is so beautiful, but I'm becoming so irritable, it's
not good...’
Taking a deep breath, Kukie forced a smile and said, "Okay,
I'll cut it now."
Hearing these bitter words, even Sōseki, who was watching the
play, was almost "moved".
Seeing that the moonlight had already climbed onto the cutting
board, Kukie cried silently in his heart, ‘I finally finished it!’
Seeing Kukie wrapped the fat meat, and give it to them as he looked
at them with that numb gaze, Asuma almost couldn't bear to continue, and then--
"By the way, I need another 5kg of bones. I just remembered
that Inuzuka’s dogs like to eat bones the most. "
"Oh." Kukie replied mechanically, like a salted fish
that had lost his dream.
However, the moment he lowered his head to continue cutting, the
killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and the veins in the palm that is holding
the machete also burst out.
‘Have I been exposed? No, if I was exposed, it won't be two
little brats who come here. Let’s just bear with it a little longer. At least,
I can't be the one who take the initiative to expose it.’
Next, there was another long silence.
What followed was another long silence.
"Two little guests, do you have any more requests?"
Kukie bent down, looking very flattering, but in fact, he is like a tiger or
leopard staring at its prey, and seems ready to do something.
But at this moment, Asuma's small muttering came from in front
of him.
"It's really disappointing if you don't get angry like
this. Isn't it said that you Kumogakure’s people are the most hot-tempered?"
Kukie was taken aback, and felt something strange.
Before he could come up with something, Asuma continued, "Hmph!
Nidaime Hokage-sama died in the hands of you Kumogakure! I must avenge him!"
"Hu, it turned out to be because of this!" Kukie only
felt his palms are hot and humid, and he was already soaked with sweat.
Hearing this, he hurriedly explained, "We Kumogakure are
also the victims of that coup-d'état. Even Nidaime Raikage-sama was killed by
the Gold and Silver Brothers."
"Hmph! But those two bastards are always your Kumogakure’s
people!" Then, Asuma walked out with a displeased expression, "You
are lucky this time. But, I will come again next time!”
As he didn’t have enough cash, they quickly retreat!
Although Asuma did not pay or take away the beef, Kukie was
thankful that he left and naturally did not dare to cause more troubles.
"Hah, it's finally over." Kukie rubbed his wrists and the
corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the beef on the table, "I
hate little brats the most, especially those from Konoha!"
After walking a distance from the shop, Asuma whispered
excitedly, "There is definitely something wrong with that guy."
Sōseki nodded, "And it’s probably a big problem!"
"Then, we should..."
"Then, we’ll leave it to the adults to deal with it."
Asuma's excited expression stagnated, and then he said with a
smile, "It's better not to trouble the adults with this kind of
uncertainty, right?"
Sōseki showed a hint of surprise at the right time, "You
want to follow them alone?"
"No, there is also you!"
"No, it's too dangerous!"
"There won't be any danger." Asuma showed a rare
serious expression. "Our Konoha is protected by a barrier. If a powerful
outsider Shinobi comes in, that old fogey and the others will receive the news
immediately. Therefore, the one involved in this operation should be just the escort
Shinobi of the caravan."
"That's still very dangerous. After all, we don't even
count as Shinobi."
"Shinobi cannot be generalized." Asuma said
disdainfully, "For genius like us, it will be very easy to deal with
ordinary Genin, and Kumogakure must be reluctant to let the geniuses of his
village to participate in this kind of dangerous mission."
"What if they have Chunin?"
"In the case of Chunin, even if we can't beat them, we
should have no problem protecting ourselves. Moreover, this is Konoha, so the
other party will definitely give up after they find that they can't catch us."
Seeing that Sōseki was still hesitating, Asuma added, "If
they act tonight, then it'll be too late for us to inform the adults now."
Upon hearing this, Sōseki looked "solemn" and nodded,
"Okay, but if they don't act tonight, then we must notify the village
tomorrow."
Seeing Sōseki being persuaded by himself, Asuma waved his fist
in excitement, "Great, the anti-spy team is ready to act!"
Sōseki sighed softly, as if he was apologizing for his foolishness,
but a strange light flashed in his eyes, ‘Well, I will be dealing with
sensitive people this time, so I can only apologize to you Asuma, as you will
take the blame for me.’
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