69novels Chapter 384 Mito's Feeling
Chapter 384 Mito's Feeling
The next day, everyone had basically arrived at the meeting room early. As for the children, they were temporarily left in the care of the subordinates.
It’s not far away, just next door.
Moreover, Hashirama specially left a wooden clone there, so until now everything has been relatively peaceful.
And almost everyone sitting here today is here.
The reason they were sitting here was to discuss the various pieces of information they had found out before their disappearance.
Lin Sang didn't know much about these things. After all, he and Uzumaki Mito didn't meet anyone when they were trapped down there.
Not only did I not meet him, but I was also actively avoiding him.
By the time we met our own people later, those enemies had basically been eliminated.
So Lin Sang basically didn't say anything. He didn't know much and basically just listened to what Tobirama Izuna and the others said.
However, because Tobirama was the last to arrive, he was more aware of the situation outside.
As he listened, Lin Sang couldn't help but start to think divergently. Sometimes he felt that it was actually the world consciousness that made them travel through time.
After all, the ability of Nen can perfectly solve the Uchiha bloodline disease.
It also made Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, two guys who should have been banned, even more powerful.
He even wondered if there would be even more powerful enemies ahead.
Or maybe some enemies arrived early...
Lin Sang can’t actually be said to be idle.
Because he was still looking at the documents in his hands, but while listening to the discussion between Hashirama and the others, he was thinking about other things.
Commonly known as trance.
"That's all for now. I'll be responsible for investigating any nobles who might be involved."
Uchiha Izuna spoke.
He has always been in charge of this aspect in the clan, and the Uchiha's appearance is more popular among the nobles.
The nobles he dealt with were also wider.
"Then we at Senju will be responsible for investigating those suspicious ninjas."
Senju Tobirama's face was serious.
"I will send people to investigate the clients and other people Uzumaki has come into contact with in the past three years, as well as the sealing spells I saw at that time."
Uzumaki Mito's gentle eyebrows and eyes now looked extremely sharp.
Lin Sang watched all this and felt that they were indeed ninjas. He watched them unravel the entire scene like layers of an onion.
Things here have almost come to an end.
Hashirama Senju felt overwhelmed looking at the documents piled on his desk.
Immediately his upper body went limp and he fell flat on the table without any image.
The whole person looks faded.
Senju Tobirama reminded with an expressionless face: "Brother, hurry up and work, there are still many that have not been delivered yet."
Senju Hashirama: "......"
No!
Uchiha Madara and Izuna said they were used to it, so they didn't seem surprised.
They all got into the state quickly, and for a moment the whole room became quiet, with only the sound of papers being shuffled.
Lin Sang had already started, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Mito watched all this silently. To be honest, no matter how many times she saw this kind of scene, she felt a little uncomfortable.
There is no doubt that Hashirama Senju is powerful, but his personality completely fits everyone's imagination of a "strong man".
For the current ninja world, Uchiha Madara actually better fits their imagination of a strong person.
Cold, sharp, powerful, even rebellious.
It is exposed and people dare not underestimate it.
But Hashirama Senju's personality rarely makes people wary.
In fact, Mito thinks that people like this are more terrifying...
He subconsciously looked at his fellow villager who was quietly processing documents with his head down on the other side.
The soft black hair seemed to have grown a little longer. Her eyebrows and eyes were naturally beautiful. Her earlobes, which were white to the point of being transparent, were half-hidden under her black hair, with only a corner of snow-white exposed.
The skin seemed very thin, even white to the point of being transparent, and the lips had a slightly mature crimson color.
It's like a flower bud that has already matured, but has not yet fully bloomed, but has a unique mood of being about to bloom. It is a feeling that is difficult to describe.
She has a thin figure and is dressed tightly, but you can vaguely see her slender waist from the folds around her waist. She is obviously just sitting there quietly processing documents, but she has a temperament that makes people unable to take their eyes off her.
As he watched, he couldn't help but be distracted. He didn't know how long it had been. When he came to his senses, Uzumaki Mito felt that someone was watching him.
Subconsciously turning her head, she met Senju Hashirama's eyes, which were staring at her without blinking. His eyes looked dark, and the relaxed look that usually appeared on his face seemed to be restrained a little.
Uzumaki Mito immediately disappeared from his sight and stopped looking at him.
It took her a while to come back to her senses, recalling what she had said earlier: someone like Senju Hashirama was actually scarier than Uchiha Madara...
He chose not to look around, but instead thought about the child who was separated from them by a wall.
It feels like there's no way to escape from her fellow villager.
……
No one noticed the turmoil, and it was even less likely that Lin Sang would notice it.
Time passed by minute by minute, and when Lin Sang finally reacted, he reflexively touched the back of his neck.
I feel a little uncomfortable after keeping my head down for too long.
Looking at the sky outside, it was still morning when they came out, but the sun was now scorching hot. Lin Sang estimated that the time was around 1 p.m.
It's been so long...
Thinking of this, Lin Sang was just about to stand up and walk around. He felt his neck was really unbearable after keeping his head down for so long.
But before he could move, he felt a large hand gripping his shoulder.
The hand was broad and hot, and it almost grasped Lin Sang's entire shoulder. Although he was frightened at first, he soon realized who was behind him.
"Lin-san, are you feeling uncomfortable here? Is this any better?"
Senju Hashirama restrained his strength while pressing Lin Sang. Lin Sang was tense all over at the beginning, after all, he was still ticklish.
Later, she felt that Hashirama's massage was really comfortable, and she slowly relaxed her tense body.
After relaxing, he subconsciously leaned back and stuck close to Hashirama Senju.
"Please press harder. I feel like you're tickling me. I want to laugh."
Because his neck was uncomfortable, Lin Sang quietly raised his head slightly and leaned back.
Looking at the others who were busy working on documents, he said, "It should be about time. Aren't you hungry?"
The others were actually fine and didn’t feel much, but they had been working so hard for such a long time, so even if they weren’t physically tired, they were a little exhausted mentally.
So they all stopped.