Chapter 11 The Son of White Fang-Kakashi

   "Okay, you can ask for me."

   Akabane did not expect him to immediately agree, after all, he had no money on hand, so he had to go back and inform the clan.

  But money is no problem.

  The pommel horse clan is now dying of talents, but it hasn’t reached the point where it is sparsely clothed.

  On the contrary, because there are more and more ordinary people, and the war has passed, the five major countries are temporarily peaceful so that the Kurama clan is wealthier than before.

  As the number one genius in the clan, Akabane believes that such a small request to buy a shop is not too much.

   "Akabane-kun bought a shop to sell comics?"

  Oshemaru put down the book in his hand and asked curiously.

   "Yes, a successful cartoonist must have his own studio and shop."

   Akabane casually said nonsense.

  What a successful cartoonist, he just wants to earn more points.

  But others did not doubt, because the children's mind is so simple, even the ninja world is almost the same.

  Tsunade leaned on the chair and looked anxious, and lost the thought of arguing with Akabane.

  Akaha noticed her expression and had some guesses in her heart, so she said with comfort: "My goal is to become a manga artist. Maybe you will find your own goal in the future."

  He knows the future and knows how Tsunade will develop in the future. After becoming a ninja, she founded medical ninjutsu, and later ascended to the throne of the five generations of Naruto.

  Oshemaru opened her mouth, slightly surprised, soothing Akabane...really rare.

  Tsunade was also surprised, but quickly recovered, smiled and said, "Of course, my goal is to become the fourth generation of Hokage and inherit the will of fire from my grandfather."

   Akabane did not answer, but rarely picked up the paper and drew himself.

  The Will of Fire...He doesn't quite understand it, because he himself is not a passionate person with a certain kind of faith.

   However, the current Tsunade is full of spirit and has an unspeakable heroism.

  Oshemaru picked up the book again and was silent. On the other side, Shuomao was lost in thought.

  Goals and pursuits?

  What is your goal?

  For those who are only a few years old, these seem to be very far away, but the world of ninjas does not care about age. If the war comes, their children who have just graduated from school will have to go to the battlefield.

   Akabane didn't know that he was talking nonsense, making everyone think so deeply, he painted every stroke.

  Now that the third chapter has been completed, he plans to rush to the fifth chapter in one breath before the shop opens, and then write it into a book.

  Nature is lazy, so that the speed of his hands is not as efficient as the clone.

  But now as the competition is over, more and more people have returned to the classroom. Under the crowded people, he doesn't want to let the shadow clone do the work.

   "Hey, who is this Meng Sao wearing a mask?"

  After finishing his mood, Tsunade continued to watch the live comics, and at a glance, he saw the masked ninja leaning against the railing.

"you guess."

   Akabane glanced at Sakumo, controlling his facial muscles so as not to laugh.

  Oshemaru stretched out her head curiously, and after a few glances, she carefully looked at Haaki Sakumo, "Could this be..."

  Sakumo Hagiki was originally very calm-even if he borrowed from Akabane after he finished painting.

  But Dashemaru's look made him unable to hold back. He stood up and leaned over to take a look, and then coldly said: "It's not like."

  "Don’t you still be seated like you?"

   Akabane chuckled, without explaining in detail.

  Haki Kakashi appeared in the third episode, but everyone hadn't seen it before, and it was only then that this new character was discovered.

   "The flagwood clan has knives."

  Shou Mao said, and raised the short knife in his hand.

   "The flag wood knife technique is very strong, of course I will not forget it, but well...this story, a follow-up explanation."

   Akabane paints constantly. In order to take care of the audience, he deliberately used a little more paint and drew a colorful picture of Kakashi Kakashi.

  The painting hadn't been fully painted, so Jilaida jumped over the table and came over. After a few glances, he scratched his ears and his cheeks anxiously: "This mask is in the way, what is he like?"

  The rest of the fans gathered around, also curious about Akabane’s answer, but...

   "Under the mask, of course it is the mask."

  At this answer, everyone was overwhelmed in an instant, and their eyebrows were angered.

   "But it could also be a big buck-tooth, or a crooked mouth... who knows."

   Akabane smirked.

  Shuo Mao was so angry that his always indifferent face had expressions, and he said angrily: "If it were my son, how could he buck his teeth and crook his mouth!"

   "There are unlimited possibilities in the future. Not only you, but Shinnosuke's son, a stupid and innocent child, appears in the second sentence."

  Tsunade smiled and continued to spread the flames of war, drawing in Sarutobi Shinnosuke.

  Not long after coming back, Shinnosuke looked bewildered and asked somehow, “I’m only 9 years old, where’s my son?”

   "Comics, comics only."

  Oshemaru put down the book and smiled rarely.

   "What about Shinnosuke's son?"

   "What, didn't you bring the artwork?"

   "Draw it on the spot and have a look!"

  For a time, the classroom was very noisy, and the side of Akabane was humming like a hundred insects.

  He finally finished Kakashi’s painting. Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, he said at the right time: “Don’t worry, I’ll draw a painting of Shinnosuke’s son when I turn around. You can wait for my shop to open and go to the store to buy it...”

   "Well, in this way, buy a manga and get a Konoha Marusai drawing. The top 10 can get the color drawing I drew myself."

   "I rely on, you do this business!"

  Sarutobi Shinnosuke wanted to vomit blood, Akabane Hu Xu took his son out, but when he looked at his son, he had to pay for it.

  What is the truth!

   "I sell the house to you, you have to give it a nod, or show me in advance?"

  Lu Ming also thought about it and said in a discussing tone.

  Look in advance?

   Akabane's eyes lit up.

  Membership system, you can see it in advance, and you can add ads later...

  However, the comic audience has not yet been promoted. Now it is impossible to implement the rules of membership and watch in advance.

   "The wisdom of the predecessors!"

  The more Akabane thinks about it, the more he feels that he might be able to build a huge comic empire in Naruto World.

   "It's okay, don't surround yourself, let Akabane paint well."

  Tuna waved his hand to drive away the "masses" onlookers, and Akabane was peaceful.

  Anyway, she had watched all the previous plots, and Akabane promised to send her a copy back, and she didn't care about these show operations.

  The fierce female man drove people away, and no one dared to stay.

  Sakumo sat back and looked at Akabane from time to time. His eyes were very strange, making Akabane a little hairy.

   stared for a while, he leaned over and asked, "Akaba, what name do you give him?"

   Akabane touched his nose, the plot of this story is also very exciting, but everyone’s focus is on Hagi Kakashi.

  Faced with Shuomao’s question, he didn’t think much about answering directly: "Hamu is fifty-five."

  "Five-five? What kind of name is this!"

  Hearing the name, Sakuma Hagi exploded instantly.

   "Just kidding, I thought of him a good name, Kakashi Hagi."

  Shuo Mao is quite satisfied with the name Kakashi—after all, the "future him" personally picked it up.

  (End of this chapter)