Infinite Tsukuyomi

Banzi was not interested in this at all.

"He went out to do something."

Shisui sighed. "I see."

It was rare to lure a junior to visit the legendary first generation leader, but he was not here.

Shisui followed Banzi lazily. Sure enough, he saw Itachi waiting obediently in the shop. The thirteen-year-old ninja had black hair and black eyes. He had a straight face.

He was sitting upright in his seat.

"So I waited for a long time and saw that you were not here.

That's why I went to the back to look for you. "Shisui explained the cause and effect.

The truth was not like this.

Shisui -senpai asked him to wait in the shop.

After that, he immediately slipped away to climb the wall. Looking at his climbing movements,

He seemed to be a habitual offender. Since the desserts brought by senpai every time were very good,

Itachi was sensible and remained silent.

Speaking of which, she was working in the backyard just now. She might not have heard it.

Banzi turned her face and noticed a small Uchiha on the seat. His skin was white and his eyes were big.

His hair was tied into a small braid behind his head.

Two shallow lines of tears made him look mature.

"Shisui -kun, this is?"

"Oh,

My junior, Uchiha Itachi. "Shisui introduced.

"Itachi.

This is the boss of Banzi. "

Itachi stood up and bowed seriously to greet.

Little Uchiha's behavior was very graceful.

Banzi admired him greatly. See, this was the image of a junior in her mind. He was polite and had a sense of propriety.

Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi, one belonged to the root, and the other worked for the Anbu. Although they were in different departments, both of them had received the mission of monitoring the inner circle Banzi. In Itachi's opinion, the so-called monitoring mission should be to hide in the dark and observe the other party.

Just like what he had done a few days ago, he didn't want to report to his superiors.

"Boss, boss, is there any red bean soup today?"

Indeed, it could be said that they were carrying out a mission, but this was too open and aboveboard. Ninjas shouldn't be hiding their tracks and traces. What was with this old man's appearance!?

Banzi rummaged through the small fridge. "There's still some left. Where's Itachi? What do you want to eat?"

Shisui leaned on the wooden table and rubbed Weasel's soft head. "The meatballs I brought you before were all made by the boss. They're not bad, right? Do you want some?"

So the previous meatballs were made by this woman?

Itachi narrowed his eyes as he pondered. Shamefully, he hesitated. Right now, he really wanted to leave to complete the mission, but if he went back, he would definitely be stopped by Senior Shisui. Since he had promised Senior Shisui to come out, he could not break the promise. Here, he would just follow Senior Shisui. By the way, he did not really want to eat meatballs, nor did he decide to stay because he heard that there were meatballs to eat.

Uchiha with short black curly hair did not sit properly, while long black straight hair was reserved. She immediately judged the two Uchiha in her mind. Banzi was even more satisfied. As expected, long black straight hair was a qualified Uchiha.

The red bean soup was kept at room temperature, and the stored raw meatballs could be eaten after they were cooked. It was a very simple dish. Plain desserts were placed on a wooden plate, and according to the customer's preferences, bits and pieces of supplementary ingredients were added. Banzi did not know Itachi's taste, so she simply served a small portion of matcha, soybeans, and powdered sugar.

Little Uchiha's cheeks puffed up as he ate the meatballs seriously. If you ignored the bitter sweetness in Uchiha Shisui's plate, his eating manners could be considered refined and polite.

"Boss, I remember that when you first came to Konoha, you were a teacher." Shisui rested his cheek on his hand as he recalled. "Why did you open a shop later?"

"If I open a shop, I have more time. I can't stand working from five to nine."

Banzi pursed her lips. She was already so busy over there. If she still worked here, it would be no different from Tobirama Sentete.

"Boss, have you opened a shop before? Your cooking is really good."

In fact, it was not just desserts. Occasionally, when they had the opportunity to freeload dinner, Shisui found that Banzi was proficient in almost everything.

"Maybe?"

Banzi said uncertainly. Before she came to Konoha, she had been traveling to various countries as a traveler. Opening a shop was also a sudden interest, but she vaguely felt that she had done this before.

After eating and drinking to their heart's content.

Shisui remembered the purpose of looking for the boss today. He took out a handful of strange-looking kunai covered with strange symbols and handed it to Banzi.

The kunai was wrapped in talisman paper from head to toe. The edges of the paper were yellowed, indicating that it had been there for a long time.

"What is this?"

Shisui smiled and did not explain. "Boss, please keep it with you. I can't tell you the reason, but it will be better for you to keep it with you."

Banzi frowned. "How do I use this?"

Shisui pinched a corner of the talisman paper and gestured. "Tear off all the talismans on it and hold the kunai tightly."

Banzi was silent for a long time. In her heart, she understood that it was probably because of Naruto.

The details weren't difficult to find. Madara was a civilian, so her knowledge was limited. But after adopting Naruto, she could still recognize the aura of the Ninja around her. The target couldn't be her, so it could only be Naruto. This kind of surveillance was actually a kind of protection. Her perception was weakened. As long as the Ninja in the dark hid their aura and didn't disturb her normal life, Madara didn't care.

Her criminal record was clean, and she was not afraid of anything crooked. Those ninjas would also not pry into her privacy. She would just treat it as a convenient bodyguard. Banzi had always thought this way, until she met Uchiha Shisui — this talented person who secretly ate her desserts while working.

Banzi led the black-haired curly hair into the shop. The small courtyard was quiet except for the occasional chirping of cicadas.

"Where's Kashiwa Moritte senior?" Shisui asked curiously.

On the way back, Banzi and Li Du had met two ninjas looking for Kashiwa Moritte. The ninjas had left after handing over the scrolls. After moving the goods into the house, Kashiwa Moritte had hurriedly left. Perhaps it was a mission.

Banzi was not interested in this. "He went out to do something."

Shisui sighed. "So that's how it is."

It was rare to lure a junior to pay a visit to the legendary first daimyo, but he was not there.

Shisui lazily followed Banzi. Sure enough, he saw Itachi waiting obediently in the shop. The thirteen-year-old ninja had black hair and black eyes. He had a straight face and was sitting upright in his seat.

"That's why I waited for a long time and saw that you weren't there. That's why I went to the back to look for you," Shisui explained.

The truth was not like that. Shisui senior had asked him to wait in the shop and then immediately slipped away to climb the wall. Looking at the way he climbed the wall, he seemed to be a habitual offender. In view of the fact that senior always brought good desserts, Itachi sensibly remained silent.

Speaking of which, she might have been working in the backyard and might not have heard.

Banzi turned her face and noticed a small Uchiha sitting on the seat. His skin was white and his eyes were big. His hair was tied into a small braid behind his head. Two shallow lines of tears made him look mature.

"Shisui -kun, this is?"

"Oh, this is my junior, Uchiha Itachi," Shisui introduced. "Itachi, this is Banzi's boss."

Itachi stood up and bowed to greet seriously. Little Uchiha's demeanor made Banzi admire him greatly. This was the image of her junior in her mind. He was polite and knew when to advance and when to retreat.

Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi, one belonged to the root, and the other worked for the Anbu. Although they were in different departments, both of them received the task of monitoring Inner Circle Banzi. In Itachi's opinion, the so-called monitoring task should be to hide in the dark and observe the other side.

Just like what he had done a few days ago, he didn't want to report to his superiors.

"Boss, boss, is there any red bean soup today?"

Indeed, it could be said that he was carrying out a task now, but this was too open. Ninjas should not hide and hide. Why did he look like an old man!

Banzi rummaged through the small freezer. "There are some more. Itachi, what do you want to eat?"

Shisui leaned on the wooden table and rubbed Itachi's soft hair. "The meatballs I brought you before were all made by the boss. They were very good, right? Do you want some?"

So the meatballs before were all made by this woman?

Itachi narrowed his eyes and thought. He hesitated shamefully. He really wanted to leave to do the task now, but if he went back, he would definitely be stopped by Shisui senior. Since he promised senior to come out, he could not break the promise. He would just follow Shisui senior here. By the way, he did not particularly want to eat meatballs, nor did he decide to stay because he heard there were meatballs.

The Uchiha with short black hair did not sit properly, while the long straight black hair was reserved. She immediately judged the two Uchiha in her mind. Banzi was even more satisfied. Sure enough, long straight black hair was a qualified Uchiha.

The red bean soup was kept at room temperature, and the stored raw meatballs could be eaten after they were cooked. It was a very simple dish. The plain dessert was placed on a wooden plate, and according to the customer's preference, some supplementary ingredients were added. Banzi was not sure about Itachi's taste, so she simply served a small portion of matcha, soybeans, and powdered sugar.

Little Uchiha's cheeks puffed up as he ate the meatballs seriously. If you ignored the bitter sweetness in Uchiha Shisui's plate, his eating manners could be considered refined and polite.

"Boss, I remember when you first came to Konoha, you were a teacher." Shisui rested his cheek on his hand and recalled. "Why did you open a shop later?"

"If I open a shop, I have more time. I can't stand working from five to nine."

Banzi pursed her lips. She was already so busy over there. If she still worked here, it would be no different from Tobirama Sentete.

"Boss, have you opened a shop before? Your cooking is really good."

In fact, it was not just desserts. Occasionally, when they had the opportunity to freeload dinner, Shisui found that Banzi was proficient in almost everything.

"Maybe?"

Banzi said uncertainly. Before she came to Konoha, she had been traveling to various countries as a traveler. Opening a shop was also a sudden interest, but she vaguely felt that she had done this before.

After eating and drinking.

Shisui remembered the purpose of looking for the boss today. He took out a handful of strange-looking kunai covered with strange symbols and handed it to Banzi.

The kunai was wrapped in talisman paper from head to toe. The edges of the paper were yellowed, indicating that it had been there for a long time.

"What is this?"

Shisui smiled and did not explain. "Boss, please keep it with you. I can't tell you the reason, but with this, it will be better for you."

Banzi frowned. "How do I use this?"

Shisui pinched a corner of the talisman paper and gestured. "Tear off all the talismans on it and hold the kunai tightly."

Banzi was silent for a long time. She understood that it was probably because of Naruto.