Children's friendship is that simple. Sometimes, with a little proactive kindness, two people can play together.

Itachi beside him showed a happy smile like an old father.

He picked up a string of meatballs and put them beside his mouth and rubbed them gently.

The broken dried fruits exude the unique aroma and crisp texture of dried fruits. The brown sugar juice is rich but not too sweet.

The teeth bite the skin of the flexible and elastic meatballs, and the aroma of peanuts poured into the mouth from the broken meatballs with a sweet fragrance.

This was so sweet that I felt!

At that moment Itachi seemed to have returned to when Sasuke was just born.

The family of four was carefully holding his newly born younger brother, just like the most precious treasure in the world. His father hugged his mother, and the two of them put their palms on the head of Itachi with loving eyes.

‘Illusion!?’

He is worthy of being a super genius who graduated from Ninja School at the age of 7.

Even though the scene in front of him is so nostalgic, Itachi maintains the most basic vigilance of being a ninja.

However, he is only an 11-year-old boy after all.

The sweetness that kept melting in his mouth slowly and resolutely stripped off his defense like soft filaments.

‘Even if it’s an illusion, there seems to be nothing wrong with it…’

As soon as the thought arose, Itachi found that he was holding the newly born Sasuke in his hand, such a small pink and tender face, smiling at him, and stretching out his tender little hand, as if he wanted to touch his face.

‘Sure enough, my younger brother is the cutest~!’

Itachi couldn't help but smile like a silly brother.

Soon, Itachi was addicted to the illusion built by food and could not extricate himself.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was holding a clean wooden chisel in his hand. The plate in front of him was empty, with only a little dried fruit and brown sugar juice left, while his younger brother Sasuke was looking at him in shock.

Itachi was wondering in his heart, and Sasuke murmured.

"Brother, you laughed, and you laughed happily. I have never seen you laugh so happily..."

Itachi was silent, but soon smiled like sunshine again.

"Is that true? My brother just thought of something happy."

Itachi said, touching Sasuke's little head.

"How about my brother often bringing you to this restaurant?"

"Okay! The dishes here are the best dishes I've ever eaten, and they're even better than what my mother cooks!"

Itachi smiled docilely.

"Sasuke said this, mom will be sad."

"Then...brother, don't tell mom if it's okay."

Sasuke's little face showed a look of distress.

"good."

Itachi agreed, then reached out to block his mouth, and said in a low voice as if he was secretly talking.

"Actually, my brother thinks so too."

Naruto, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but look envious when he saw the strong family affection between the two brothers.

As an unpopular orphan, he had neither parents nor brothers and sisters since he was a child, and he could not fully understand the warm feeling of family affection.

Just when I saw the two brothers Sasuke and Itachi, I instinctively felt extremely envious.

Perhaps Naruto's eyes were too explicit, or perhaps Sasuke was not yet in the middle school age, and was essentially a little kid who likes to be quarrels, kind-hearted, and longs for recognition.

He patted Naruto on the shoulder, his tone a little stiff.

"Hello."

"what?"

Naruto showed a puzzled look.

"You often come to this restaurant."

"Of course, the ramen made by the boss is the best."

"Then the restaurant will open again next time, let's come together."

"Uh, OK."

Seeing Naruto agreeing so readily, Sasuke's expression on his face was a little disgusting, and he added another sentence.

"Don't get me wrong. I just look at you crying. It's very pitiful."

The most taboo thing for boys is to be told by others that they like to cry, and Naruto suddenly became popular.

"Clam!? Who is the crying guy? You stinky little guy explain it to me!"

Sasuke also smelled a little face and said coolly.

"I'm talking about you, the tail of the crane!"

"Damn it! Remember it for me! Don't leave after school tomorrow! See you at the drill!"

"I'm afraid of you? You'd better call a few more people at the tail of the crane. I'll have to hit ten of the cranes like you!"

"What did you say!?"

So the two little ghosts pressed their foreheads together.

Tony and Itachi next to them immediately smiled helplessly on their faces.

Just as children's friendship comes very quickly, they sometimes argue for reasons that seem inexplicable to adults, but of course this dispute does not last long.

Most children seem to have no overnight revenge in nature.

Just as various warm dramas were staged in the restaurant of the different dimensions, a "big battle" in the distant fantasy village had just come to an end.

Feng Jian Youxiang licked her lips with satisfaction, and gently buttoned the last button on her chest with her fingers.

“Thank you for the hospitality ~”

She spoke in a very ambiguous tone to Yakumo Zi who was still lying on the ground.

At this time, Yakumo Zi seemed to be a little more miserable than before. She could almost be described as unblocked. The strange dress, which was not like a dress, Taoist robe, and Taoist robe, completely turned into a strip of cloth, which only barely covered the vital parts of her body.

The fair skin exposed in the air was covered with red marks.

However, what is strange is that these red marks are not fatal at all, and they will not even leave any traces in the future. Moreover, the parts where the red marks are located are also full of imagination, mostly on the towering chest, the perky buttocks... these sensitive parts.

It is not so much a trace after the battle, but rather a trace after the battle.

Yakumo Zi looked embarrassed and embarrassed. She bit her teeth tightly and stared at Feng Jian Youxiang hatefully, but the originally fair and delicate cheek was applied with an inviting blush that could not be faded.

At this moment, she really couldn't move a finger, so she could only say with regret.

"The wind sees the fragrance! Remember it for me, I will write down this grudge. Don't give me a chance in the future, otherwise I will definitely XXOO... (Because the content is too pornographic, I omit 10,000 words)"

Feng Jian Youxiang just patted the dust on his body lightly.

"You are so old, can't you see through it? The iron rule of nature: Only the strong deserve to enjoy the power of mating."

Yakumo Zi couldn't help but froze, and Feng saw Youxiang casually touching her reverse scale.

"You have the courage to say it again!?"

In Fantasy Country, no matter shemale, everyone knows that there are several taboos in Fantasy Country, such as ‘The Tyrant’s Sun Flower’, ‘The Red and White Witch’s Money Box’, ‘The Black and White Magician’, ‘The Majesty of the Vampire Lord’…

Of course, this also includes the ‘age of monster idle people’.
Chapter completed!