Naruto entry

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Kiyoshi said.

Sasuke is someone who craves power in order to achieve his goals.

Whether this is due to Sasuke's own personality or the influence of Indra's chakra remains to be seen.

Now that Sasuke has a happy family, Kiyoshi is very curious about what path he will eventually take.

Sasuke, who possesses Indra's chakra, is a typical example of someone who develops slowly in the early stages but quickly in the later stages.

Sasuke has the potential to awaken the Rinnegan, and based on that alone, his future is brighter than Itachi's.

"Yes, Father."

Sasuke's expected reply.

……

Time flies, and peaceful times always pass quickly.

The day before the Reincarnation Festival has arrived.

An unexpected guest arrived at Kiyoshi's house.

"Tsunade-sensei."

Kiyoshi's expression showed slight surprise.

Things rarely happen that are beyond his expectations.

For example, Mikoto said to him, "You don't want to either...", and Tsunade today is another example.

Following Kiyoshi's gaze, one could see Tsunade wearing a red cheongsam with a slit at the thigh.

The enormous heart pressed against the taut shirt, revealing a faint black suspender strap on the exposed shoulder.

The tight-fitting cheongsam accentuated Tsunade's slender waist.

Aside from the heavy emotions they evoked, the most striking feature was their long, white legs, as white as moonlight.

Straight, round, and fleshy.

"Isn't tomorrow the Reincarnation Festival? Let's play a few rounds together."

Tsunade took out a deck of cards.

Playing poker?

Kiyoshi's lips curled into a smile.

"please."

Chapter 399 Reincarnation Sacrifice, Playing Poker

Kiyoshi gestured for Tsunade to enter, and she walked in wearing sandals.

Tsunade leaned against the wall in the entryway, bending down to change her shoes. Her cheongsam stretched even tighter around her waist, making it seem as if her breath was being outlined.

A pair of jade-like feet, with toes neatly arranged in a row, adorned with red nail polish, like cinnabar dots on snow.

Kiyoshi's gaze lingered for only a moment before he looked away, walked straight ahead, poured her a cup of tea, and placed it on the table.

"Please take a seat."

Tsunade pursed her lips, holding the playing cards she had brought in her palm.

"How's your mastery of the secret techniques going?"

She seemed to be just making conversation casually.

"Learned."

Qing Si answered calmly.

This technique wasn't difficult for him; Kiyoshi's chakra reserves and chakra control were both up to standard.

As Kiyoshi continues to grow stronger, sooner or later he will become a ninja god who surpasses Hashirama Senju.

Back then, Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju quelled the chaos of the world and jointly established the Land of Fire, which together with the other four strongest ninja villages was known as the Five Great Nations.

The chaos of the world seems to have ended, but the realm of forbearance has been sealed.

In reality, undercurrents were surging beneath the surface, and Otsutsuki Isshiki had been lying low, quietly developing his organization.

Even now, Kiyoshi doesn't know where he is.

Neither Naruto nor Sasuke could sense Isshiki Otsutsuki's presence; they could only perceive it with their naked eyes.

Because the Otsutsuki clan possesses the ability to conceal their aura, making them undetectable.

Kiyoshi was able to sense the others and their father because they did not have the corresponding secret techniques passed down to them and were unorthodox practitioners.

"So fast."

Tsunade raised an eyebrow slightly, secretly admiring her.

Kiyoshi walked faster than she had expected, and she was once again amazed by his learning ability.

Such a person will surely leave a significant mark on the ninja world.

"These are nothing."

Kiyoshi shook his head, paused, and then looked at Tsunade:

"Lady Tsunade looks beautiful today, that's what's worth noting."

"Grumpy."

Tsunade could feel Kiyoshi's burning gaze. She suppressed the flutter in her heart, pretended to be calm, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

"I heard you like cheongsams, so I, as your teacher, wore one especially for you, isn't that nice?"

Tsunade's figure was perfectly accentuated by the cheongsam.

Slender waist, abundant fruit.

A bright and sexy visual feast.

"Of course it's good. Tsunade-sensei is the best teacher I've ever met."

Kiyoshi said.

"Better than...Nonou?"

Tsunade suddenly asked a question, her brown eyes casually sweeping over Kiyoshi.

"Yes."

Kiyoshi answered without hesitation.

Tsunade's cheongsam is definitely better than Nono's.

Nono has never worn a cheongsam before.

Tsunade was naturally unaware of these tactics; being much older than Kiyoshi, she actually had little experience.

The rest of his life was basically spent in a cycle of borrowing money, gambling, and escaping debts.

"Who knows if you're telling the truth, you little brat."

Tsunade placed the playing cards she had brought on the table.

Even so, it was still noticeable that her expression brightened considerably.

"How about we play a game?"

She said it in a lighthearted manner.

Kiyoshi's eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Draw the ghost card?"

"it is good."

Kiyoshi nodded, quickly opened the transparent packaging in Tsunade's box, took out the cards inside, and skillfully shuffled them.

first round.

As Tsunade drew her cards, her fingers paused in front of Kiyoshi's cards, her gaze sweeping across his face.

The greatest fun in drawing joker cards lies in observation.

You can see through someone as soon as they give off the slightest hint of something.

However, Kiyoshi simply stared at her indifferently, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

In terms of acting skills, Kiyoshi is already very mature.

Tsunade's heart tightened; this kid's eyes were even more unfathomable than those of many veteran ninjas.

"This one."

She gritted her teeth and pulled it out, her gaze quickly lowering.

For a moment, her breath stopped.

It's a joker.

Qing Si watched as her fingertips trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Tsunade-sensei's luck with gambling is still not very good."

Kiyoshi said, as if sighing.

With his help, Tsunade might be able to win a few more games.

Once you stand on the opposite side, you can only lose.

"Come again."

Tsunade shuffled the cards again, her cheeks flushed.

"You go first this time."

Kiyoshi reached out and drew a card without hesitation.

"It's not a joker."

He spoke casually, loosening his grip, and the card flipped onto the table.

Tsunade's chest heaved slightly as she rubbed the cards in her hand with her fingertips, a gritted-teeth smile on her face.

"Heh, kid, don't get too cocky."

She drew a card again.

His fingers paused, and his gaze quickly scanned Kiyoshi's expression.

But the other party remained calm, and even a hint of mockery flashed in their eyes.

Tsunade's heart skipped a beat, but she steeled herself and pulled it out.

It's still the Joker.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and her body stiffened slightly.

The cards in my hand felt like a hot iron, almost impossible to hold steady.

Kiyoshi smiled calmly, took the pen from her, and gently held her wrist.

"I'll write it first."

Kiyoshi took out a pen and carefully wrote down the corresponding symbols on Tsunade's wrist.

If you repeat this five times, it will form a "正" character.

Tsunade's eyes twitched, and she tried to pull her hand back, but ultimately failed to break free.

The ink was cool, yet it burned into my skin like fire.

She stared down at the mark, her heart suddenly pounding, and she gritted her teeth, uttering a sentence:

"You little rascal, you really know how to take advantage of others."

Qing Si smiled without saying a word and continued shuffling the cards, the sound of the cards clattering crisply.

The subsequent results were almost entirely one-sided, with Tsunade suffering a crushing defeat.